Chapter 40 Precisely shoot the chicken! 【Please vote for further reading】
Tang Hao originally thought that a mere Soul Lord brat was just an ant that could be easily crushed to death, but who would have thought that the turn would be so outrageous.
He was a titled Douluo, but now he became the one being teased.
First sprinkle the nails, then sprinkle the salt, and finally finish it off with some chili pepper water!
It’s so cool that I didn’t put it on, but the idiot did…
Life is really full of ups and downs...
The pepper water is mixed with salt, washed by the rain, and mixed with the blood sizzling out of the wound. The severe pain is like soaking the palm in a pan and frying it repeatedly, and then stuffing it in. In sulfuric acid...
A dignified Titled Douluo, who had never experienced any scene before, was still tortured by the inhuman pain until his lips turned purple and he was trembling, with tears in his eyes.
But he, Tang Hao, was a tough guy. He gritted his teeth and did not utter a cry.
It's just some physical torture, so what does it count?
A brave and tough guy, not afraid of difficulties.
That's all the pain!
That's it?
It's not as powerful as this kid's few words, his mouth is smelly and poisonous!
"You evil kid! Who are you! What methods are you using!" Tang Hao glared at a pair of bull's eyes and shouted in a low and trembling voice. He was distracting himself so that he could reduce the risk of being stabbed in his palm. The pain of wearing it prevents tears from falling due to the pain.
As a titled Douluo, he could die standing up, but he could never afford to lose the face of being beaten and crying.
"Me? I'm just a passing Kamen Rider!"
Lu Xian held the wolf-toothed steel needle sword in one hand and picked his nose with the other hand. Then he flicked it casually and landed it on Tang Hao's angry face.
Your mother——
This birth!
Shame!
There was not a word of truth in his mouth. What bullshit Kamen Rider? Tang Hao had never heard of this word before. He felt like his lungs were going to explode and he was breathing heavily.
He really died immediately and couldn't rest in peace.
"Don't believe it?"
Lu Xian thought and hesitated for a moment. The Kamen Rider seemed a bit outrageous indeed. He didn't even have a mask. He couldn't convince himself of his identity, so how could he convince others?
Too sloppy.
"I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry. Let me think about other identities..."
Damn you!
Can you be more perfunctory! ! ?
born! This is definitely a birth!
Tang Hao felt like he was out of breath now, and his chest was stagnant.
"I thought of it!"
After Lu Xian pondered for a moment, his expression suddenly brightened, and a lightbulb appeared on his head. As he spoke, he shook his left hand and took out a mace made of fine steel from the ring. This was a real wolf. The tooth stick is not the kind made from martial souls, it also comes from the blacksmith shop of Zhetian World.
He coughed lightly and immediately said with an upright look on his face: "I won't change my name when I'm working, and I won't change my surname when I sit down. In fact, I am Li Feiyu."
"Jiejiejie——!"
Lu Xian raised the stainless steel mace.
"Next, I, Li Feiyu, want to tell you a lesson about bullying the old with the young..."
The mace was swung by Lu Xian, his arm turned into a large rotating windmill, and the stainless steel mace was thrown out with a "whooshing" sound.
! ?
——Is this your reasoning?
Tang Hao's eyes were about to burst. If he was hit on the head by this thing, would he be able to survive?
It is true that the Titled Douluo has a strong physique, but if he is kept on his knees like this, sooner or later he will be beaten to death by the mace!
Tang Hao's face turned from purple to a little pale. He was not afraid of death, but he didn't want to die in such a useless way, at the hands of a useless soul master in his thirties. He still had many things to do...
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"Did you think I would smash your head in?"
Lu Xian turned on the super charging mode and grinned with a kind face.
Isn't it?
Tang Hao stared at him with hatred in his eyes.
"Hey, congratulations, you guessed it right! You will win a prize!"
The big windmill of wolf fangs was thrown harder and harder by Lu Xian. The moment he finished speaking, he hung the golden hook upside down at an astonishing angle and struck it downwards. The vertebrae full of wolf fangs scraped the ground and slammed into Tang Hao's crotch. Next...
"But - it's Xiaotou!" "Oh yeah! It's a big home run!"
No—
In the end, Tang Hao only had time to think of these three words.
The next second, a face turned the color of pig liver, and a pair of eyes protruded exaggeratedly, as if they were about to fly out of their sockets.
He seemed to hear the echo of his own broken eggs, which was his lost youth.
The whole person was hit by this powerful and heavy blow, flying into the sky, drawing a beautiful parabola, and fell into the yellow mud puddle with a bang...
So—cruel—forbearance!
After a brief silence, there was a pitiful howl like a killing pig.
It really makes those who hear it sad and those who listen to it cry.
No one, no man ever, can bear the pain of a broken egg!
It has been scientifically proven and experts state that the pain of a man’s broken egg is 1,000 times that of a woman’s pregnancy and childbirth!
This is still an ordinary broken egg. Like Tang Hao, who was bombarded and stabbed by a mace, Lu Xian thought he could add a zero at the end.
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That kind of pain is no longer just physical pain.
It's a double fatal fight of body and spirit!
Tang Hao was holding his arms tightly against his lower abdomen, his muscles contracted to the point of collapse, and he was covering his bloody crotch with both hands, lying in the mud howling miserably and twitching constantly...
This scene shows that experts say that the reputation is well-deserved, and even a titled Douluo cannot bear it.
Tang Hao had been holding back his tears for so long. This time, his tear glands could no longer hold back, and he shed tears of dissatisfaction...
Sure enough, no matter how tough the enemy is, the lower three lanes will always be their biggest weakness. It is the same for men and women, but one has to smash and the other has to poke. Lu Xian has truly verified this conclusion... half!
He looks forward to having the opportunity in the future to verify the other half.
After swinging the mace, my whole body felt clear!
The word "exhilarating" is not enough to describe his mood at this time.
Tang Hao was lying far away in the mud puddle, his body curled up like a prawn, blood spurting from his crotch, wailing and gasping for air, while staring at him with hateful eyes.
If looks could kill, Lu Xian would have been killed ten thousand times.
Lu Xian held a wolf-steel needle sword in one hand and a mace in the other. He walked forward with his voice, and kept spitting out irritating words:
"The look in your eyes is really scary. Do you want to kill me? Come and hit me, you idiot!"
"Can't move? Are you a soft-footed shrimp?"
"Would you like to give you something good to replenish?"
"——What the hell?"
Too cheap!
This little kid is so mean!
Tang Hao was almost angered to death by him.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Tang Hao felt something extra in his mouth.
A foul smell suddenly poured into the entire brain cavity. The smell was really unpleasant.
yue——
A mouthful spurted out from his mouth on the spot.
It's... TM's Ollie!
Tang Hao's thinking was confused, and he began to feel a little confused due to the stimulation.
Where does this Ollie come from?
It must be this kid, it must be this evil kid!
He actually ate it for himself! ! ! this! ?
Tang Hao felt like he was going crazy!
Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
Kill this brat, no matter what the cost, you must kill this damn and evil brat today!
Fight until death!
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