Chapter 1170: So fierce

Gao Ge’s driving level is not bad, and the road is stable.
Behind them was a white van with ten people inside.
"I said Mr. Gao, who are you?" Sitting in the car, the mad dog is idle and wants to smoke, but he is worried about soiling the car, only to chat and pass the time.
"Guess it?"
"Well... I guess, should you be a mess?"
"You can say that too." Gao Ge smiled. "But now it is not."
The mad dog nodded and sighed again.
"To tell the truth, I really envy you these cultivators. I blame my aging mother for being too early. If I am a few years later, maybe I can become a good cultivator!"
"You want to be a cultivator?"
"Of course! That is simply the existence of a superhero." The mad dog said with emotion, "A cultivator who wants to kill an ordinary person will kill an ant."
Gao Ge smiled and said: "Then you may wish to think about it. Since the resurgence of the respiratory to the present, there are a few cultivators, who are cultivating the immortals to bully the ordinary people?"
The mad dog snorted and whispered: "The two of Sun Changjiu are around."
"..." Gao Ge silent.
In fact, the cultivators have the time to cultivate the immortals. The ordinary people have the world of ordinary people. Even after the resurgence of reiki, the cultivators gradually enter the eyes of ordinary people, but the two worlds are still distinct, and the two are maintained. The balance of the world is also the first task for the members of the Dragon Pavilion.
As a result, now listening to the words of the mad dog, the singer originally wanted to say something, and there was no way to speak. In my heart, I felt that I was being shackled...
When the car stops, sing high and press the window.
"Private club?"
"Well, Minmetals has a private club in such a big place. Who can dare to say it?" The mad dog sneered and said, "This place is not ordinary, but people who come here. , uh..."
Gao Ge squinted.
"It seems that this grandson has been in Minmetals County for a long time. It is indeed a big man with a hand-eye."
"Actually, he is not pleasing to the eye, but there is no way, or because of his nephew, the above did not immediately start." Speaking of these, the mad dog looks a little angry, "I just can't understand, that star sect The lord, but the traitor of the Dragon Court! They still have to see what the Stars face is doing?"
Gao Ge: "..."
He really wants to kick the mad dog out.
What is it that I have been holding you for a long time? !
The mad dog got out of the car, ordered a cigarette, and looked arrogant.
It may have been that he was smashed by a small meeting.
"To be honest, the entire Minmetals County, anyone can say that this grandson is not a long-term thing, but I really don't have this qualification. Think about it, I don't seem to be a good person," said the Mad Dog.
You are very conscious! I sang in my heart.
"However, although I am not a thing, but I have not yet reached him, Mr. Gao, you think about it, even my scum, I feel that Sun Changjiu is not a good thing, is he really damn?"
Gao Gele: "You have a very clear logic."
"Do you praise me?"
"Almost." Gao Ge put a hand in his hand. "I am going to look for Sun for a long time. You can wait outside for me."
The mad dog stunned and the hand with the cigarette trembled.
"You... are you serious?"
"When I came, did I already talk to you?" Gao Ge wondered.
The mad dog looked blank.
In this case, when I came back, Gao Ge did say it, but at that time they only felt that the high song was cheering on them, but they did not expect that Gao Ge really had such an idea.
"Okay, continue to smoke your cigarettes, and I will call you." When he spoke, Gao Ge had already walked toward the gate of the clubhouse.
At this point, the people on the van also followed, and they still had a guy in their hands.
"What are you doing? I am afraid that people can't see it? First roll back to the car!" The mad dog snorted and returned to the van.
"Dog brother, do we really care about him?" a younger brother whispered.
"What's special, we can't get in!" The mad dog said, pressing down the blind man.
The people in the van crowded people. After a while, the mad dogs and so on were all sweaty, and the clothes were attached to them.
"Dog brother, you said, if Mr. Gao really died inside, what should we do?"
The mad dog's eyes changed, and when he thought about it, he rolled down the window and ordered a cigarette.
"If he is dead, he can't blame others. This is his own ability, but if he is alive..." When it comes to this, the mad dog pauses and smokes a cigarette. His eyes are smoldering with the smoke. It’s also a lot sharper,
I’ll thoroughly take him down!

The younger brothers of the mad dog also pointed their heads and expressed their high recognition of the words of the mad dog.
Being able to walk out from the inside is enough to prove the strength of the song. It seems that there is nothing wrong with such a person.
The mad dog and other people sitting in the van always felt that time passed very slowly, as if they had returned to the youthful years and the pain and suffering in the classroom.
"How long has Mr. Gao entered?"
"Hmm... ten minutes."
"Only ten minutes?" The mad dog couldn't believe it. He took out his mobile phone and looked at his time.
"How long have you been in?"
"Dog brother, only twenty minutes."
"Oh..." The mad dog sighed and ordered a cigarette. "You said, can he really live out?"
"..."
No one answered this question about mad dogs.
After all, these people only know that Gaoge is a cultivator, but they don’t know how powerful this cultivator is.
In the case that they don't understand the songs at all, it is difficult to make a proper judgment.
It took almost an hour.
Gao Ge finally came out and was from the gate.
"Hey?" The mad dog suddenly came to the spirit and immediately sat up. "Is that Mr. Gao?"
"Yes...he seems to be dragging a dead dog?"
"No, no." The mad dog shook his head and licked his eyes. The expression on his face became a little scared.
"That's not a dead dog... that's special... it's a long time!"
Speaking of this, the mad dog has quickly pushed the door and rushed down.
A group of people followed the mad dog and ran all the way.
And this time.
Through the gates of the clubhouse, it is already possible to see a lot of people lying in the middle of the hall, and they are mourning.
"This..." The mad dog stopped involuntarily, while watching the eyes of Gaoge was full of fear.
Who is this?
So fierce?
"High... Mr. Gao?" As the singer slowly approached, the mad dog's throat rolled over and slowly opened.