Chapter 6190 Shatao's fist almost hit the face
"She didn't do it."
"Because she was born in country Z since she was a child, she thought that no matter what she looked like, it was your Z country. In your words, her roots were in country Z. False leaves must be rooted in. She recognizes your cultural education and your long history. The culture is proud, and the result you need to drive her out when she needs help ... "The thin waist control said that the corner of the mouth was completely without a smile, revealing the cold side of the illegal region.
Where is there any true silly white sweetness among the core members of the Red League?
The fine waist control is not a hippie smile on the surface, a non -mainstream young man with bird hair.
Otherwise, he will not have a chair to sit in each black net event.
The thin waist control is completely torn off the friendly surface and it is not installed: "Is your Beijing city too not a thing? Our boss has done a lot of things for you! What dirty work, you are not willing to work on your head, you are unwilling to work on your head. Children, we have done it without saying a word. In the past, milk children ... I think she is okay. "
"You cattle beer! Flying up to play with virtue. Our boss encounters a problem, you can drive people away without saying a word.
He pulled out a flying knife from his knee bend to fly, and the blade of Leng Mang was paired with a fierce expression of his face, and he only wrote his face.
"Should you give us a statement? Ye Shao!"
Ye Zichuan faced the threat from him, his eyes were not shocked, his long fingers pinched the knife handle steadily, and pumped gently, and then captured the knife from the thin waist control. Immediately afterwards, his wrist was slightly tilted, and the hard knife bent in his hands like a soft mud. Then, Ye Zichuan looked at the bending knife indifferently, and his thin lips opened lightly: "This stuff was scared. Can't me, let's talk well. "
The thin waist -controlled face is not very good -looking, and it is not too resistant. He said with his back lip: "You have nothing to rely on Sun, I dare not move you."
"She is not there, you can't move me." Ye Zichuan ignored the provocation, lifted his sleeves, shaking his eyelashes and raised his head, and then he reappeared him.
"Before you give her up to her, have you asked her own thoughts?"
The thin waist -controlled face is obviously unnatural, but he still has a stiff mouth: "Of course, Sun can't say anything, you just bully her with a good temper and tolerate you."
Ye Zichuan suddenly punched his eyes, and stopped at the fist instantly. He also stopped the thin waist control of speaking. The thin waist controlled his face was embarrassed. This is the Red League that is not in Beijing. It is best to consider the consequences before doing things.
Ye Zichuan laughed lowly, slowly holding his hand in front of his eyes, and he was romantic: "Why, afraid of me?"
Your sandbag's big fist almost smashed my face, and asked me if I was afraid of you, what you did not do ...
Ye Zichuan opened his hands, and took two steps back under his eyes, letting a safe distance between the two sides stood up without temperature, "I can tolerate your recklessness here, and no one eats you outside. Set. Don't cause her trouble! "