The butterfly’s hand is also exquisite.
But faster than Hu Tiehua’s hand.
As if he knew Hu Tiehua’s hand was coming, he waited here on purpose.
Hu Tiehua didn’t make a big noise this time, even though it was Li Zhichang who caught his hand.
Because at this time, a cold iron arrow was inserted in the grilled fish noodles
If Li Zhichang hadn’t stopped him just now, the arrow wouldn’t have been stuck in the fish’s face but in Hu Tiehua’s hand.
Hu Tiehua said, "Good fast and accurate arrow."
Zhang San sneered, "The Shenlong gang is coming."
See the great river a swaying sailboat coming slowly.
There is a ship on the Yangtze River that dares to be so ostentatious, and that is the Dragon Boat.
There is a man standing at the bow.
This person is not tall, it can be said that he is thin and dry, with a yellow face and a white face, as if he had a full face of tinea, and his eyes were full of red silk.
He is neither outstanding in appearance nor casually dressed, and even a little worn out. Li Zhuo is simply out of place in this gorgeous ship
Zhang San knows this man. This man is none other than Yun Conglong, the leader of Shenlong Sect.
And behind Yun Conglong stood a young man dressed in Tsing Yi carrying a Zhang Han iron bow and looking as cold as a piece of hard ice.
Needless to say, the arrow just now was put by the young man.
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Yun Conglong suddenly laughed.
His strength is profound, and it is very harsh for him to laugh in Hu Tiehua’s ears through kawakaze.
Hu Tiehua said, "Yun Conglong, you old turtle, why don’t you laugh again? Grandpa Hu will kill you."
That’s how he is. The more people have sex with each other, the more powerful he is, and the more passionate he is.
That’s the advantage of being unyielding.
It happened that this kind of sex can still live in the rivers and lakes for many years, which really makes people have to admire him. It is really lucky.
Yun Conglong Senran said, "Hu Tiehua, do you have to mind your own business?"
Hu Tiehua said, "I don’t mind my own business, but I must take care of it when I see injustice."
Yun Conglong sneered at Zhang Sandao again and again. "Brother Zhang San, do you fart when talking to Yun?"
Zhang Sandao: "Mr. Yun, you are really right. I’ll take you as a fart."
When he said this, he didn’t let Yun Conglong fly into a rage as expected and immediately start work.
Yun Conglong said coldly, "It’s stupid for you to invite two reckless guys to wrestle with me in the Yangtze River."