Chapter 587: Song Hao

?? "I like your wife." The young man's last words made Xiao Zimo's face show a cruel smile.
"Now people, have their heads been kicked by donkeys? They are always saying those unrealistic things." Xiao Zimo's mouth curled up, turning his head to Tang Chuxue, "Yes! Wife."
"Well, no, the idiot standing in front of us, isn't he typical of being kicked by a donkey, his head is not working well, and the toad wants to eat swan meat and looks like a wimp. I really don't know if he has it. What kind of superiority is possible, and I feel fashionable with others. I have a big cat tattooed on my eye sockets and a few people behind him. How can I learn from others and mix society?" Tang Chuxue also knew what Xiao Zimo wanted to do, so Just said a few words in cooperation with him.
Puff!
Chen Feng behind the two of them could clearly see that Xiao Zimo and Tang Chuxue were singing double songs and couldn't help but laugh.
But after the young man heard Tang Chuxue's unceremonious depreciation, the veins on his forehead suddenly burst, and his face became completely cold.
"I think you two want to die?" The young man said with a gloomy expression, hammering his strong muscles, "Do you know who I am?"
"I know! The society is wimpy, people are not much talking." Xiao Zimo shrugged and said.
"Brother society is weak, people are ruthless and wild." Tang Chuxue followed Xiao Zimo for a long time, and unconsciously learned his movements. This is the so-called imperceptibility. Those who are close to Zhu are red and black are black.
"You are living impatiently, aren't you? I'm the eldest son of the Song family, one of the four big families, Song Hao!" The young man clenched his fists, crushed the pair of sunglasses in his hands, and fell heavily To the ground.
"Yin Yusheng!" Suddenly, he roared.
"Yes!" behind him, a man in white sportswear and a black top hat came forward and said respectfully, with a red stick in his hand.
"Catch that woman alive, and the man will be destroyed!" Song Hao snarled.
"Yes!" The head named Yin Yusheng nodded, took off the black top hat on his head, threw it aside, played with the red stick in his hand, and then looked at Xiao Zimo.
"You should be a cultivator too!" Yin Yusheng said lightly while looking at Xiao Zimo.
"Why see?" Xiao Zimo smiled lightly.
"You have a faint'qi'." Yin Yusheng chuckled lightly.
"Oh, this way! Yeah! I am a cultivator, what's the matter?" Xiao Zimo laughed.
"Then, you should have heard the Billboard!"
"Oh! Only the strong can be on the list, that super powerful list, I really admire it." Xiao Zimo put on a look of envy, even Tang Chuxue next to him tried to hold back. Angry, don't let yourself laugh.
"Really? You have nothing but worship. I am the madman who is ranked 108th on the Billboard, Yin Yusheng!" After that, Yin Yusheng was a little airy. Although he was at the end of the ranking, he felt like he A strong sense of superiority can be found in front of Xiao Zimo.
"Cut... the bottom of the ranking, rubbish!" Xiao Zimo's tone suddenly changed a lot, and he couldn't help but say.
"What are you talking about, bastard!" Yin Yusheng said with a gloomy expression.
"I said, you, this, one, row, line, end, tail, trash, trash!!!" Xiao Zimo said word by word.
"Asshole! I'm going to kill you!" Yin Yusheng shook the red stick in his hand and stabbed Xiao Zimo in the stomach.
Whoosh!
The red stick was mixed with the wind of fear, sweeping Xiao Zimo's body.
"It's too slow." Xiao Zimo shook his head, and stretched out to directly clamp the root.
"What!" Seeing Xiao Zimo clamp his stick with just two fingers, Yin Yusheng couldn't help showing a look of surprise.
"You're too rubbish, let's go home and practice for a few more years!" Xiao Zimo shook his hand lightly and threw Yin Yusheng out with his stick.
"Asshole! This is impossible! I must kill you!" Yin Yusheng held the stick in both hands and rushed towards Xiao Zimo again, but when he was still tens of centimeters away, he stretched out his right foot fiercely. Step on the ground.
Boom!
The whole person turned around in place, and saw that he was facing Xiao Zimo with his back, and directly poked the red stick he was holding back.
"Fuck the mandarin duck!"
Boom!
However, Xiao Zimo shook his head, took a step back gently, and the red stick stuck directly into the ground, poking a small hole, which was not over yet.
Yin Yusheng shuddered all over, and the whole red stick directly broke the floor and patted Xiao Zimo's little brother.
"Mom, if you shoot it, it's fine, I still rely on him to keep the seeds? Grass, give you a face, right!" Xiao Zimo's eyes were cold when he saw the stick hitting the target, his right hand The index finger and directly clamped the stick and turned it violently.
Click!
There was a crisp sound ~EbookFREE.me~ I saw that the red stick in Yin Yusheng's hand was broken by Xiao Zimo with brute force.
"Give it back to you!" Xiao Zimo gave it a jerky flick.
Whoosh!
There was a cracking sound, and the small stick that was broken by Xiao Zimo flew towards Yin Yusheng's crotch at an extremely fast speed.
boom!
The stick stuck directly on his little brother.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
I saw that Yin Yusheng's whole body was blurred, and there was even a drop of scarlet blood dripping on the floor, and the people present could not help but clamp his little brother with pain in the hips.
Click!
Xiao Zimo walked up to him, stretched out his hand to press on his neck, and turned abruptly, a crumpled fracture sounded, and Yin Yusheng kicked his legs, his head crooked, and died.
"This is the so-called strong person on the Billboard. It seems... the era is really declining." Du Zhouzi's sigh sounded in Xiao Zimo's mind.
"Qi Qi!" Song Hao roared suddenly.
"Yes!" A woman wearing a one-eyed blindfold, extremely red hair, a tight black leather jacket and a pair of black leather boots came forward and said with her own breath.
"Go! Kill him!" Song Hao pointed to Xiao Zimo and said, "Since Yin Yu is alive and dead, I think...you shouldn't let me down."
"Um... that's for sure. For me, Yin Yusheng can squeeze to death with one hand. That man, I will let him die in pain, so... you have to reward me tonight. Do you know?" As he said, Qi Qi looked between Song Hao's legs, stretched out her tongue and licked her lips.