Chapter 1037: Let not smoke?

Huang Xiaochun's face was black and carbon-like. He covered his hot cheek with one hand and yelled at his own face with a finger, yelling at Feng Chen: "What kind of special do you have, if you have the ability, give Lao Tzu a try!"
Huang Xiaochun's mood at this moment was just like the flooding of the river, which was out of control.
You know, he's the next successor to the Huang Family in Piaoxue City. At this moment, he was beaten in public by others. If it was passed on, what face would he mingle with in Piaoxue City, this tone, he must go out.
People around were standing and watching from a distance. This was a lively event, and Huang and his parents were slain in public. This is explosive news. It is estimated that for a long period of time, the chat is about Huang Xiaochun.
On Fengchen's side, he had never seen anyone ask for such a low price, so why didn't he let him try it once? My Nima and Zhenimar are low-quality Taoists. I ca n’t satisfy this demand well.
"Pop!" Feng Chen raised his hand without any trace of surprise, and a big ear fell on Huang Xiaochun's face again.
"I'm sorry, it's crooked, buddy, otherwise, I'll wash again and type again?" The applause of Feng Chen dropped, and Huang Xiaochun's nose and blood were like a fountain, and the blood splattered all around.
This is the same as Feng Chen. You have to meet the requirements of others. You must hit your face and hit your nose. No, the nosebleeds do n’t say, even the bridge of the nose is broken, and it suddenly swells. As these big ears went down, none of Huang Xiaochun's face was intact at this moment.
This is not to blame others for sealing the dust. If you really want to count it, you must thank them for sealing the dust. After all, Huang Xiaochun's face is swollen like a pig's head, and her nose is slightly better. Instead of hitting the face, it is better to give Huang Xiaochun My nose came up like this, isn't it, isn't it symmetrical?
"I'm going to Nima! Find a fight!" Huang Xiaochun was finally angry at the moment. Because of the bloated cheeks, she talked with running wind, roared, and fisted towards Feng Chen with both fists.
"I'm the most annoyed person who doesn't have the ability to pretend!" Feng Chen said, the pace under his feet moved, the whole person disappeared instantly, his arm stretched out, and he shot it directly on Huang Xiaochun's chest. Suddenly, Huang Xiaochun such as The broken kite was average and flew out.
But is this over? The result is definitely not.
"I made your uncle! Don't go if you have the ability, I'll find someone to chop you!"
Feng Chen originally wanted to let this person go, but who made Huang Xiaochun's stupidity and cursed Feng Feng a lot, isn't this purely trying to be beaten, is it so special? Unclear about the gap between yourself and Feng Chen in reality? I have to say that I really admire the courage of such a person.
"His ... His ... Oh ..." Huang Xiaochun was blown away by Feng Chen with a spit of blood. This scene can scare people to death at the scene.
"What a real brother is, it's me!"
"Who said no, even Huang Gong dare to fight, I really admire the courage of this man to find death!"
"What did you just say? Want to find someone to chop me?" Feng Chen took Ziyue and walked towards Huang Xiaochun, smiling slightly, squatting beside Huang Xiaochun, smiling.
"Why? I'm afraid! I tell you, in this place of Piaoxue, it is Laozi who has the final say. If you die, you will have to die. Laozi allows you to live, you can live. Admit it, give her to me with both hands, otherwise you will have to die! "
Huang Xiaochun moved hard, and the severe pain made him grin his teeth. Do not forget to pretend to have this one, Niubi, Niubi!
"Brother, your surname!" Feng Chen twitched and smiled.
"Huh! I'm afraid? I'm in the Snow City, Master Huang Family, Huang Xiaochun!"
Huang Xiaochun looked at Feng Chen and listened to Feng Chen's question.
"Brother Huang, for the sake of hitting you so many times, I'll give you a good word, just install it, there is no need to install it so many times, what does it mean to stop, understand?"
Huang Xiaochun watched Feng Chen reach out his hand, and he was frightened by a shock. Later, he had to be beaten again and quickly closed his eyes. Next, in order to show comfort, he said carefully.
After Feng Chen finished speaking, he was about to leave with Ziyue. In the final analysis, there was no need to continue entanglement with Huang Xiaochun. This was not because Feng Chen was afraid of him, and there was no need to care about this person.
"Hmm! Don't go, keep going!"
Huang Xiaochun's fool didn't intend to talk harshly anymore. After all, he had learned the power of Feng Chen. His initial cultivation of Yuan Ying was not his opponent at all, and the dust in his heart was at least the middle of Yuan Ying. Xiu Wei, but after all he is the eldest son of the Huang Family in Piaoxue City, the next successor, watching others pointing and whispering, his face is always required, this is not the case, and he put a harsh word.
When he saw Feng Chen stop and slowly turned around, his heart was cold.
However, in the presence of so many people, he was ready to be beaten, and blood could flow, but his face could not be lost and he could not admit it.
"Brother Huang, do you have a pain in your face?" Feng Chen slowly turned around and walked in front of Huang Xiaochun again, squatting down and smiling.
"No pain!" Huang Xiaochun said angrily.
"That's good, isn't it!" Feng Chen's voice dropped, raised his hand, hit Huang Xiaochun's face, and acted in one go.
"Face again, you try again?" Huang Xiaochun clenched his fists and roared.
"Pap! Why do I give you face!" Feng Chen raised his hand, falling palms, and two big ears.
Huang Xiaochun took two more pains, and now Venus was a little bit jealous. At the moment, when Feng Chen raised his palm, he turned his head away, trying to avoid it.
"Hide again and try, I count to three, and don't move my face over to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has to shoot you with one palm!"
"Three!" Feng Chen's voice dropped, and his backhand was thrown away with a slap.
This slap can turn Huang Xiaochun's dizziness, and roar in his heart: "Don't you say to three?"
"Let the pump go, let the pump go, or hide?"
Feng Chen pumped up several mouths in a row, Huang Xiaochun's face had already been exhausted, and he was bewildered, turning to cry without tears, and nodded hurriedly: "Let pump, let pump."
Feng Chen wiped his palms on his clothes, despising: "Specially, I thought your face was so expensive."
"Between you, I'll send you down to the mansion to chat with the King of Yan!"
Feng Chen glared at Huang Xiaochun, and took Ziyue's slim waist and went out with such a big swing.
"I'll wipe it, brother, this man is really Nima." The fat man and tamarin who just ate barbecue just watched the scene happening. Both swallowed at the same time, and the tamarin trembled and said .