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Chapter 177: I want that pair of boxer armor that shoots out Meteor Fist

Um...

The fragments were spinning on the floor tiles. Cheng Chuannan lay on his side, his hands and feet tied, struggling and twisting, trying to distance himself from the fallen flower porcelain fragments.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and tense.

Then, a pair of black leather shoes crossed the debris from the floor in his sight, walked to the other side of the sofa, sat down casually, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it.

"I'll talk about the transaction."

On the sofa opposite, Cheng Guangen sat upright there. At this time, the house was just an ordinary duplex leap, which was much worse than the villas in the past, but it was also difficult for ordinary people to afford.

The majesty of the past is still there, and the old man glanced at the grandson on the ground and stared at the young man over there.

"I'm not a Chinese person after hearing your accent."

"I am from the island!" Yu Xishou leaned back, put the cigarette in one hand on the sofa, folding his legs, as if he was enjoying the feeling of doing whatever he wanted.

He smiled and shrugged: "But, I will become a Chinese soon. Are we considered compatriots?"

"This is how my compatriots meet?" Cheng Guangen stared at him: "........ what kind of business do you want to do with me, just tell me."

"Mr. Cheng is straightforward, so I'm not polite."

Yu Xishou put down the cigarette from his mouth and put it out in the ashtray: "Except for that half-dead martial arts hall, I want your remaining property."

Cheng Chuannan twisted on the ground, making a whimpering sound from his mouth, and swung his head to the old man with great strength.

Over there, Cheng Guangen glanced at his grandson and ignored it.

"Then what can you give me?"

"Take back your other half of the industry that originally belonged to you, oh by the way, to be precise, it is Li Fangming's industry." Yu Xishou spread his hands and smiled: "Look, isn't it very reasonable?"

Cheng Guangen fell silent, his eyes still stopped on the man opposite him. After a while, he spoke: "Why can you get it back?"

Opposite, Yu Xishou's smiling face gradually faded away, looked at the old man's eyes coldly, stretched out his palm, and slapped it on the marble coffee table, without even moving the ashtray.

However, the next second, the entire coffee table cracked and spread to all sides. In an instant, countless pieces burst into tears in the sight of the old man and Cheng Chuannan.

The ashtray fell and was held in the air by one hand.

"Just this." Yu Xishou put the ashtray on the sofa, and smiled again on his face: "There is an old saying in Huaguo that is very good. If you copy it by copying it or putting on the wrong side, I can do it too, of course I just feel a little wronged about your grandson."

The scene of the tea table cracking made Cheng Guangen suddenly tense up. He sat there hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded.

"It seems that the situation is unforgivable. I won't give it to you. I'm afraid my grandfather and grandson will die at your hands, right?"

"I really appreciate a saying: Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Mr. Cheng is the best choice. Look at me, I bought this outfit, which is very expensive, and it is not good to get dirty."

"Okay, I promise you."

Not long after, Cheng Guangen watched the threatening person leave with something, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He untied the rope of his grandson on the ground, and the latter immediately took the cloth towel from the exit and shouted: "All things are given away. How can we live in the future? My brothers and friends know that I have no money, what will they think of me--"

Bang!

A crisp slap suddenly came from the roaring face, and the old man lowered his voice: "If you don't take it out, he will kill us. This person is a lunatic..."

I just hit my grandson in the palm and slowly squeezed it tight.

"... But Xia Yi is also a lunatic. I'll see who is more fierce. It's best if the two of them are crazy together until they die!"

*******

In the afternoon, the winter sun was shining brightly, and Xia Yi, who was scolded by the old man, did not return to Jiaohe City in the car, but turned around to Qinglong Mountain halfway.

At around four o'clock, the car parked in the ancient town.

Ma Bang got out of the car and couldn't help but take a breath of the air here.

"It's still the same feeling..."

"Yes!" The dog girl came out of another car, closed her eyes and smelled it: "The dishes in those families have not changed, braised pork trotters, stir-fried beef, and the fish smell..."

He turned his head with anticipation and looked at Xia Yi, who was wearing sunglasses, reached out to pull his cuffs, and shook it twice: "Boss... when I'm having a meal later, can I choose a restaurant? There are a few dishes that are particularly delicious."

"You've eaten?"

"I smelled it..."

Zhou Jin walked here with his waist swaying, stretched out his hand and pulled the dog girl back: "I just knew how to eat it, didn't you eat it in the car?"

"What did she eat?" The fat man and Ma Bang leaned over. Even Jiang Yu was a little curious. When he left Tongshan Town, he had never got off the car and bought anything, so where could he eat.

Magneto hugged his arms and sighed: "She took the game with a lighter... and ate while baking... Xiao Guo's belly is really a bottomless pit."

"...." Everyone looked at Guo Manyuan speechlessly.

The latter lowered his head slightly, his vision was blocked by the towering chest. He stretched out his fingers to gesture, and his voice was very small: "I just ate a little bit, but the lighter was not delicious."

He raised his head aggrievedly: "...but he is hungry, he is almost hungry and loses weight."

"Okay, I'll finish it first, and then come to find a restaurant to have a meal."

Xia Yi made the final decision and did not want to get too entangled with the meal. She led the group through the streets, but her pace was a little slower. Looking at the familiar street scenes around her, except for the dog girl, Jiang Yu and Magneto, others, including Honghuang and Green, had a special experience.

Along the way, Ma Bang and Fatty met with the first to tell Xiaoyu about how they came from the town at that time. Of course, the too dangerous places were basically skipped out of the light, and most of the things that were told from the two of them were slightly funny.

Afterwards, several people walked through the woods and saw the village in the distance. Jiang Yu held Xia Yi's arm and curiously put the toes on the toes.

"Brother Yi, what are we here to do? I kindly heard the sound of iron smacking."

"I'll know it in the past."

This workshop distribution center for sword crafts is not good in winter, and the business it receives is basically maintained by online sales. There are fewer cars carrying goods than in other seasons. After Xia Yi and others came in, only two or three furnaces were still burning. The cold air could feel the hot air.

Next to them are several blacksmiths chatting while thrusting irons.

Someone saw a stranger coming in, put down his hammer and walked here to start a business. Then, the fat man said, "Let's find the way."

When I found that other courtyard, there were still people building weapons inside. There were several moldings that were already placed on the shelf, but they had not yet been cut and looked a little clumsy.

Xia Yi stroked the thick weapon on the rack and called an apprentice who cooled the sword blank in a bucket.

"Is Master Lu here?"

"He's in the inner room." The apprentice pointed at a door not far ahead, shouting to the other side: "Master Lu, someone is looking for you!"

However, no one responded for a moment.

Xia Yi frowned and walked towards the other side. After stepping up the steps, she heard the sound of TV inside. She walked in lightly and her eyes spread out in the house.

A sturdy man in thick clothes rubbed his beard all over his face and sat on a low stool.

Looking at the cartoon with relish.

"Tianma Meteor Fist--"

In the TV screen, countless white meteors flashed on the screen, falling down like a meteor shower hitting the earth. Lu Mingfei was in a daze. When he noticed someone behind him, he looked back and saw Xia Yi standing behind, and he was also in a daze.

moment.

Xia Yi pointed to the characters on TV.
Chapter completed!
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