Since I am Dasha Chun

Chapter 127 With a dead mouse in your waist, pretending to be a hunter, let me see who you are!

"Pfft!" The thin man pushed past Su San and Jiang Bao, and got out of the door, looking at the group of people walking slowly, a little surprised.

"You're a young bird? The axe will help the eldest brother take a nap inside, whoever is not afraid of death, take a step forward?" The thin man gestured to the back with his hand, and said simply.

"Tap da!"

With the sound of irregular footsteps, everyone took a step forward, ordinary but firm.

"Oh~?! That's not negotiable?" The thin man spread his hands and said.

"Okay, the rules of the world, one-on-one!" The thin man looked around.

"It's just one against one, no one wants to foul?" the thin man gestured.

The thin man glanced over Su San, and then looked into the distance.

"The aunt who brought the onions, come out." The thin man pointed to the aunt in front of him who was holding a pile of onions and had a lot of dirt stains on his clothes, and said.

The aunt came out with a smile on her face and stood in front of the thin man.

"Why do you have such a fierce expression? You think you can beat me, you? I'll let you punch me, hit me!" the thin man yelled.

"Shh!"

After the auntie heard this, she shook off her arms and punched the thin man's stomach, her fists were as heavy as a thousand ounces.

"Holy shit, this aunt has definitely practiced!" Su San felt like a gust of wind was whistling by him as he stood next to him.

really.

"puff!"

That punch directly vomited blood from the thin man.

His expression was painful, and he was sweating profusely. After a long time, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand and said tremblingly, "Auntie, what are you doing?"

"I'm Gengtiandi." The aunt said seriously, ignoring the blood sprayed on her face.

"Plow the field well, plow the field well, you, go back to the field."

"I have a cat disease!" the aunt turned and returned to her place after she finished speaking.

"You still talk back when you do something wrong!" the thin man said stubbornly.

"It wasn't because you were sick, I would have killed you a long time ago." The thin man clenched his fists and said towards her back.

"That dwarf, the one who is five feet and half an inch away, is you!" The thin man looked around again, pointing to a crowd of people looking around, with only one head showing.

"You have to admit it, stand firm after being beaten, come out?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the crowd suddenly stood up, walked through the crowd, and took a step forward. The altitude was extremely high. The thin man looked at the bench behind him, and then he could only look up at the figure, speechless for a while.

"Hey, in this life I~ look down on those dishonest people the most, sit down!" The thin man said fiercely.

The tall man thought for a while, and then continued to sit back in the crowd. When everyone stopped him, he turned into a short man again.

"The old man wearing glasses? Then pull it out!" The thin man continued to pick some people from the crowd. He looked at a thin old man, pointed at him and said arrogantly.

The old man pushed aside the crowd and took a step forward, revealing his solid figure, with bulging biceps and chest muscles, full of explosive power.

I rely on!This old man, a bodybuilder?

Su San couldn't help swallowing.

Zhulongzhai really has hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

It is estimated that this thin man has the same mentality as Su San.

"Hey, I'm not calling you, old man, I'm calling that...that...that..." The thin man looked at the crowd again seeing that this was not getting any benefit.

"That brat!" The thin man looked at a child in the crowd and pointed at him.

"Little devil, I have endured you for a long time, come out!" His expression was ferocious.

"Squeak!"

The little ghost has a baby face, and his body is comparable to that of the uncle just now. His whole body is full of muscles. With a little effort, the sound of his muscles knotting makes people daunting.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's big enough, it's big enough, it's big enough!" The thin man had nothing to love.

Damn, this group of people are all so perverted, so the guy next to him who needs a haircut looks normal, why don't you ask him to try.

"Hey, you, come here?" The thin man pointed at Su San while supporting his weak body.

"Me?" Su San was a little surprised, pointed at himself and asked.

"Yes, you, move more quickly! Watch out for our ax to help the elder brother go crazy!" the thin man said.

you sure?
Su San walked up to him in a daze.

The whole temperament is natural, although the muscles on the body are not obvious, but the lines are beautiful, if you take off the coat, it is enough to see that it is full of explosive power.

Su San didn't want the thin man to be beaten again, and planned to give him a step down.

An inch punch directly took advantage of him before he could react, and instantly touched his hand. When the thin man came back to his senses, the fist the size of a sandbag had already rested on the tip of his nose, only [-] centimeter away.

The force of the punch blew away his messy hair.

The thin man's eyes widened in disbelief.

This guy has practiced too?
Skilled?

This punch can be sent and received freely, and the fist is strong and powerful. If it hits my face, I will definitely explain it here today.

"Forehead."

The thin man swallowed.

Slowly pressed Su San's fist down.

"Brother, it's not about you, you are also here for a haircut, we are all customers." The thin man said awkwardly.

"Ahem." The thin man saw that the crowd was still watching, and cleared his throat.

"Hey, there is no one who looks like a human being. It's your fault. Today's duel is cancelled!" He announced, then turned around and ran away.

While talking, a middle-aged woman with a cigarette in her mouth, curling irons on her hair, and a serious face, as if someone owed her a lot of money, stepped forward, followed by Jiang Bao who had just left.

Damn, it's over for the skinny guy.

Su San thought to herself.

Originally, I wanted to give him a step down to increase his favorability, but I didn't expect to meet the renter. Her temper is not for nothing. If we hadn't paid him the rent today, her temper would have been even worse. If so, Su San would It was only that moment in the morning that gave him a good face.

"He blackmailed me!" Jiang Bao pointed at the thin man and said word by word.

Seeing a fat middle-aged woman approaching, the thin man felt relieved, finally a normal person came, and he would not face some weird perverts.

"Oh, fat woman, you are the person in charge, right?" The thin man looked the charter woman up and down, and said lightly.

The charterer took a step forward, and then picked up her own slippers.

"Snapped!"

"Fat woman!?"

Before the thin man could finish his sentence, the renter stepped forward and gave him a big mouthful with a plastic slipper.

That slap made him lose his balance and took a few steps back.

"Hey, Ax Gang!" The thin man pointed at her and said.

"Snapped!"

"Ax help?!"

She took off her shoes again, and swiped directly at his head.

The hit made him dodge again and again, and kept retreating.

"Brother!" The thin man couldn't hold on anymore, and was about to call the fat man from the barber shop for support.

"Brother?!"

"Crack!" Another slipper.

"You have to pay for the soup and medicine!" The thin man said to the charterer as he stepped back.

"Soup and medicine fee!"

"Snapped!"

Another slipper.

"My own!"

"You are my own!"

Take off your shoes again.

The thin man who was beaten took a step and ran.

The charter woman hurried to catch up.

"Okay!" The thin man wanted to stop her movement.

"Holy shit, shit!" The charterer didn't listen at all. Then she raised her hands up and down, picked up the slippers and threw them at him. The slippers hit the skinny man's body and made a snapping sound.

The thin man took a few steps back, pointed at the charterer and said, "You have the guts, I'm calling someone!"

After speaking, he put his hand in his pocket, took out something, and walked to the side.

"I'm pretending to be a hunter with a dead mouse in my waist. Let me see who you are!" the charter woman put down her slippers, put them on, and yelled at the skinny man.

(End of this chapter)