Standing next to the man watching the play, the smile of the corner of his mouth did not spread, suddenly saw this, his face became stiff.
After seeing those people's broken arms, the expression on the middle-aged man's face instantly became very ugly, and there was no blood on his face.
At this time, the middle-aged man finally understood that this is a person who can't be provoked. The chapter Nebula in front of him is not a common person. The expression on his face is more and more ugly when he thinks of this.
The injured Chang Xue fan saw that the arms of those people were all broken and the bones leaked out.
At the moment, he just felt very uncomfortable, a little nauseated.
"Don't you know who the fool is? At the beginning, I gave you a lot of time to run away. But it's too late for you to react. "
Zhang Xingyun looks at the middle-aged man who keeps retreating in front of her, and says in a deep voice.
At this time, the middle-aged man can only keep begging for mercy: "I am stupid, I am stupid, you can support a boat in the prime minister's belly, let me go this time."
"Do you want me to slap you in the face, or do you want to come by yourself?"
Zhang Xingyun moved her arm and asked in a low voice.
How could the middle-aged man let Zhang Xingyun do it himself? If Zhang Xingyun did, he could not have his face.
"I'll do it myself. I'll do it myself. I won't have to bother you about it."
"Hurry up, I don't have much patience." Zhang Xingyun speaks in a low voice. A man as hateful as this middle-aged man does not need to die, but he must be taught a lesson.
If it's not him who broke through the middle-aged man today, but an ordinary person, he will be severely beaten by these guys.
And look at the appearance of these people, it seems that they have done such things many times, and it should be taught by Zhang Xingyun.
At this time, the middle-aged man felt very regretful.
After that, there was a succession of crisp sounds. The middle-aged man kept reaching out and hitting himself in the face.
"Don't make such a fool of me. Haven't you had a meal? If you don't have the strength, I can help you. "
After Zhang Xingyun left this sentence, the middle-aged man's strength of slapping himself in the face was obviously greater. After a short time, his face immediately swelled up, swollen like a pig's head.
At first, Chang xuefan, who was lying on the ground and wanted to see a joke, was shocked when he saw this appearance. He didn't know what to say.
Chang Xue fan, who was beaten up in great distress, had no time to reach out and wipe the dirt on his face. He went straight to Zhang Xingyun and asked, "you can defeat these guys at the beginning. Before I was beaten by these people, why don't you start?"
Zhang Xingyun looked at this guy as if looking at a fool, and said: "you have said before, you are not familiar with me, why should I save you?"
Chang Xue fan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
At the beginning, he also wanted to let these guys clean up Zhang Xingyun. It was strange that Zhang Xingyun would save him.
Thinking of this, Chang Xue fan's expression became more ugly and kept breathing deeply.
After Zhang Xingyun no longer paid attention to each other, turned to look at the middle-aged man who kept slapping himself: "if next time I saw you selling fake things here, and also want to hit people, it would not be so easy."
The middle-aged man hastily nodded his head and said, "I know, I know, I won't, I won't sell fakes any more."
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