Chapter 128: Shut up without speaking people (1)

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The monsoon smoke followed Linghe to the front hall, and Gong Zhengyu also passed.
As soon as he stepped into the front door of the front hall, a black shadow suddenly slammed into the direction of the monsoon smoke. Linghe had not had time to react. The monsoon smoke had already reached out and stopped the black shadow. The film station stabilized, and Linghe looked at it, almost no bleeding.
The black shadow is not a neighbor, it is the left-winger that Linghe arranged to stay in the front hall.
Before that, Zuo Nuo was so good that at the moment, the corner of his eye burst, and blood ran across his wounds across his cheeks. If it wasn’t for the monsoon smoke, he would stop the person and remove most of the power and fall directly on the ground. I am afraid that Zuo Nuo will not die and lose half of his life.
"Small... Miss..." Zuo Nuo's five senses were wrinkled, and the emperor wanted to stand firm, but he couldn't stop fighting.
The eyes of the monsoon smoke stunned, and she looked up in the direction of the hall.
In the hall, Su Shi’s big thorn stood in a prominent position, proudly carrying his chin, and the Thunder stood on her side.
And a handsome face, a burly man standing in front of Su Shi, the hand that has not been retracted clenched into a fist, when he saw the monsoon smoke, the corner of his mouth sneered a sneer, put down his fist without panic, arrogantly watching the wolf Unbearable Zuo Nuo.
"So can't help?"
Zuo Nuo bit his teeth and wanted to rush, but he was stunned by the monsoon smoke.
Ling He's face was very unsightly, just in the talent, Su Shi with the Thunder and the strange man suddenly broke into the house, Ling He while let Zuo Nuo and others guard, while running to the backyard to find the monsoon smoke.
But where can he think of it, but after a while, the man actually started his hand directly!
Not only did Zuo Nuo slam a fight, but even the other guards in the hall were a mess, and there was nothing in the body, and there were still a few people who had leaked blood.
The guards in the house were once on the battlefield. Linghe did not dare to iron the teeth. They were the strongest fighters, but they were definitely not ordinary people, but the ten names in the hall. The guards were actually injured by the man brought by Su Shi!
"What do you want to do?!" Linghe's face was so sullen to the extreme that he slammed out the epee on his back and blocked them in front of the monsoon smoke.
The man glanced at Linghe and looked at him with a slight disdain.
"You are not qualified to talk to me and let your master roll out."
Ling He looked at the man, and the hand holding the sword was tight again.
"Boss, this person's strength is very strong..." Zuo Nuo endured severe pain and hurriedly spoke.
Ling He blinked his eyes.
The man sneered, as if he had not seen Linghe in his eyes.
"Where the dog came, so like to bite people." The sound of the monsoon smoke from the back of Linghe, she stepped forward, handed Zuo Nuo to Linghe, and walked to the man.
The man frowned slightly, looking at the monsoon smoke coming forward, the high-pitched gaze, sweeping the thin body of the monsoon smoke.
"You are the monsoon smoke?" the man said.
The monsoon smoked a light laugh, and a free and easy step sat on the top of the hall, tilting his legs and carrying his chin to look at the man who was arrogant.
"Let's find someone who can speak people, canines, I can't understand!"