: Chest broken stone

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However, Zhang Xingyun can be regarded as the mind of this little ancestor. When the name was Mina Huaxia, this little Nizi definitely had today's plans.
Sure enough, Ling Xiaohan was a master who couldn't rest.
After a group of men was stimulated by Mina to throw money away, some people began to calm down. After all, the amount of money hit was not a small amount.
When a one-meter-nine man who is known as a master of Taekwondo came down with a cold face, the following people began to call, "I said, little girl, he can't break this slate, you are not lying. ? "
"Yeah, what kind of broken stone in the chest is just lying!"
"Return our money!"
When one person questioned, a group of people echoed. Faced with the questioning of so many lords, Ling Xiaohan glanced at them without changing his face, and opened his mouth.
"Don't worry, please." Ling Xiaohan smiled, "Are you all doubting that this slate will not break?"
"It's not suspicion, it's simply unbreakable!"
"Why not make a bet? If I broke the slate, you would hold a money field. If it can't be broken, how about the money?"
After Ling Xiaohan finished speaking, he also put the gong directly in front of him, which was full of the banknotes he had just received.
"Bet!" The one-meter-nine-strong man just threw in another one. Anyway, he absolutely didn't believe that this little girl could break the slate.
Since the money is all yours for a while, what about gambling?
With him taking the lead, a few others threw the money with them, and a closer look will reveal that these people are all people who just went up to try.
"Thank you for your support." Ling Xiaohan looked at the pile of money in the gong with a smile, smiling like a little fox.
Zhang Xingyun couldn't help but light candles to these people. He was in the hands of the young ancestors, and they were not counted as a loss. Individuals would follow her.
Ling Xiaohan walked straight to the big stone slab. When everyone couldn't see it, she made a wink at Mina, and Mina immediately understood it.
"Then I will start." Ling Xiaohan pretended to breathe twice in his hand, letting the posture posture, with a smirk, the palm of his hand cleaved towards the slate.
"No matter how good the posture is, it is clearly an uncomfortable posture ..." A man on the side saw Ling Xiaohan's movements like a flower rack, and it was expected that the money was his own.
But before the words were finished, the jaw was already out of breath.
The stone slab split by the little girl split from the ground to the side of the ground with her palm, and instantly fell to the ground in half.
Ling Xiaohan raised his hand to close the momentum, took a deep breath, turned to look at the crowd, and then gave a fist, "Acceptance."
Everyone talked embarrassedly this time, this slate could have been broken, and a little girl of other people shattered it like this with a light touch.
"Does anyone else want to give it a try?" Ling Xiaoya looked around at everyone with a smile.
Naturally, this slate was not broken by Ling Xiaohan, but who believed that it was Mina ’s ghost? In their eyes, there are only two very beautiful little girls ...
"Huh, it's just a few times that I'm scared. It's not as good as a little girl." Ling Xiaohan didn't make enough money and naturally didn't want to give up this opportunity.
"Come on for me." Zhang Xingyun came out of the crowd and stood in front of Ling Xiaohan.
When Ling Xiaohan saw her brother-in-law's eyes lit up, she just wanted to run up, but she thought that if she was close to her brother-in-law, someone might think that this was the helper she had found.
The brother-in-law who just wanted to call out swallowed back, "Uncle, how many times do you want to come?"
Zhang Xingyun did not go to see the slate on Mina, but looked at Ling Xiaohan with a smile. "Are you listening to a girl, even such a large slate can be broken, it is amazing!" Zhang Xingyun gave him generously A thumb was extended.
Ling Xiaohan was only as if his own brother-in-law was supporting himself, a proud chest, "That is, don't look at me like this, I'm a serious practitioner."
"It turns out that way, then I just thought of a better way to play, or will you cooperate with me, girl?" Zhang Xingyun touched his chin.
As soon as these words came out, Ling Xiaohan stepped back two steps in an instant, "What do you want to do?"
"It's nothing. It's just that you have seen this beautiful woman lying on the ground for so long. Would you not let her get up to rest? It's uncomfortable to have been pressed by the slate." A glance around her chest.
"I think you mentioned her, how are you?"
"I?" I Ling Xiaohan waited for a pair of Xingmu, and looked at Zhang Xingyun in disbelief.
"I think you are awesome girl, can't you?"
"How could it not work!" Ling Xiaohan gave Zhang Xingyun a fierce glance at you. "It's just that today's performance time is up and we will soon close the booth."
"Girl, it doesn't take long for you to lie down and let me smash it, isn't it delaying you from closing the booth, everyone said is it?" Zhang Xing turned his head to look at the people around him.
"Yeah, beauty, come one."
Ling Xiaohan now can't wait to go up and talk about the Nebula's broken corpses. This is just a smashing game!
"Beauty, let's hurry, save for a while and be late, your boss is punishing you?" Zhang Xingyun smiled uncomfortably.
Ling Xiaohan didn't have the money she was lucky to get back, so she had to walk in the direction of Mina step by step.
But her dying expression instantly pleased Zhang Xingyun.
The big eyes with tears are clearly complaining to Zhang Xingyun, but it was completely ignored by the man.
Zhang Xingyun pretended not to see it, pushed Ling Xiaohan down on the board, and yelled aloud, "Let's lie down."
After placing the slate, Zhang Xingyun moved his arms twice, "Don't move, beauty, I'll finish it soon." After that, he raised his palm.
Just wanting to smash it, my clothes corner was caught, "Can you let me say something?"
"Speak."
"Tell my dad that I will honor him later."
Zhang Xingyun almost spouted out with a smile. Can Ling Xiaohan, a little ancestor, write a will.
"Row."
"Wait, let me say another word."
"Say."
"Help me tell my sister, I love her." Ling Xiaohan looked at Zhang Xingyun in tears, fearing that he would fall down when he let go.
"I want to say one more thing ..."
"Why do you have so much to say!" This time Zhang Xingyun didn't wait for Ling Xiaohan to finish shooting and just took a picture.
When Ling Xiaohan saw Zhang Xingyun's hand smashed down, she closed her eyes in horror, all kinds of thoughts in her mind.
It's dying.
I did not expect that Ling Xiaohan actually made the soul of death under the stone slab.
I have n’t eaten the newly opened dish. I heard that his desserts are delicious.
...
They all complain of death to their brother-in-law. If they die, they will not let him go!
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