Okay, buddy, don’t complain. We are still relaxed. Look at the guys carrying the sedan chair in front of me, they are really hard, and they haven’t rested. If it were me, he would have been exhausted and he would have been lying down and said carelessly.

Oh, I don’t know what to eat today, my stomach hurts a little. Brothers are waiting for me here for a while. I went to the pit for a while and soon came back to say that the bandit handed the musket in his hand to a bandit’s hand, and ran towards the weeds, and untied his belt while running.

You kid is just a fucking lazy donkey. If you don’t pull it, just pee. They will take a little leisurely. Don’t be attracted by the female ghosts in the wilderness. Go and go back quickly. After a while, the boss will go away and leave our brothers here. If we don’t go out, a bandit shouted at the bandit running to the toilet. It was full of sarcasm, which made the bandits laugh.

When I knew it, I waited for me for a while. I immediately went over to the bandit with diarrhea. I quickly untied my belt, found a bunch of weeds and squatted down. As soon as I squatted down, I put a few smelly and loud farts one after another, and then I burst into a burst of turmoil. It was so unhappy.

It was really a coincidence that Zhou Ming was lying not far from the bandit with diarrhea. He first saw that guy was white, and then he was knocked unconscious by his stinky farts. Zhou Ming couldn't help but cover his nose with a look of pain. He had already cursed the bandit with diarrhea for 18 generations. He was very good at finding places, but he was shitting on the place where he was lying down. He couldn't move. He thought to himself that he would beat this kid up in a while before he could resolve the feud.

After a while, the boy finally finished the solution. Zhou Ming was already so smelled by the smell of this shit that he couldn't open his eyes. He didn't know what delicacies this boy had eaten. This taste could kill people. Zhou Ming's hatred for that boy became stronger and stronger. He was the one who used his fart to blow up his father. He even smoked me with such a smelly bastard. He saw that I won't kill you, a kid, for a while.

The bandit with diarrhea lifted up his pants and touched his stomach with great pleasure. A breath of turbid air grew. Then he walked slowly towards the bandits. However, just after walking a few steps, a strong wind suddenly blew behind him. The bandit was shocked and was about to turn his head. At this time, a black shadow was pressed against his body, covering his mouth, and then a bright dagger pressed against his neck.

Boy, don’t move. Just cut off your neck if you move. If you don’t believe me, try Zhou Ming and said coldly.

The bandit nodded heavily, his eyes full of fear, and he was so scared that he farts again. This smell was so frightened that Zhou Ming almost vomited it out. Before he could kill him with a knife, he almost fucked himself to death with his fart.

You fucking fart another way, and seeing that my little brother had to block your butt, Zhou Ming gritted his teeth and said, "If this kid hadn't kept it, it would be useful, I would have wished that the kid's life would be killed with one knife."
Chapter completed!