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Chapter 337 The mouth does not need treatment

The robbers: "…"

Listen, is this something that people can do?

The Bogou Thief formed a robber fleet more than 10 years ago was a long-planned meticulous calculation. One was to master the best robbers himself, and the other was to attract such excellent talents as them to be cannon fodder for his disciples anytime and anywhere.

What kind of hatred?

What kind of complaint?

Fortunately, they are dedicated to the bright moon, loyal and robbed with all their hearts.

Unexpectedly, the bright moon shines on the ditch, and no one can match the thin dog.

"Despicable and shameless dog thief." Si Mubei was the one who disliked Bo Jichen the most. He was always thinking about killing him. He was the second-in-command and took the lead: "Hurry up and get rid of these trash. I want to fight alone for you and challenge you. The gambling money is our daughter!"

"I want to win, my daughter belongs to me. If you want to win, do whatever you want, hurry up!"

Bo Jichen thrust lightly and called out to the others: "Get up quickly, I'm going to bury the pit!"

The people pressing on Si Mubei were completely threatened and quickly jumped away from the pit without stopping.

Si Mubei lost gravity, his furry front paws supported the ground, shaking his bald tail. When he was about to get up, he heard a bang, and the soil on all sides of the pit poured down, burying him tightly.

After Bo Jichen buried the soil, he walked to the pit, hugged his daughter and stomped on it, and then called the other robbers: "Come here quickly and step on this fake woman with the wolf's ambition to become a leader, so as not to let him live and harm us!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they turned into three-year-old children. They ran to the pit and stepped on it hard, and kept muttering: "Die tombstone, you must learn to know the current affairs as a hero. You can't beat our boss!"

"Yes, yes, the tombstone of death, when will the revenge be revenge? I'll just let you go after thinking it out!"

Buried in the soil and almost trampled to death Simubei: "..."

Fuck it!

He wanted to squeak!

Can you creak?

He has maintained his breathing power and mental power now?

When he goes out, he will definitely cut off all their heads and kick them as the ball!

An hour passed.

Agarez got off the spaceship and appeared at Colestar. While walking into the camp, he said, "The Zerg Queen is here, has the time been determined?"

Adjutant Moore saluted and replied: "Not yet, they asked to have a video conversation with Prince Heyan before confirming the time. You have not come back, so we dare not make decisions without authorization!"

"Directly ignore their request!" Agarez ordered indifferently: "I asked them the last time when they would come. If they couldn't make sure they were going to come, tell them directly that Colxing was about to enter winter, and there was no excessive heating for the queen to keep warm, and it was impossible to ensure the safety of Prince Heyan. The meeting plan between the two sides was cancelled. They said one more thing and chopped off the claws of Prince Heyan and sent them over!"

"Yes, coach!" Moore said and paused: "Coach, the generals of the Nine Legions are waiting for you to hold a video conference. Do you need to notify Chuxi to come and treat you for your injury?"

The first time his coach got off the spaceship, Moore saw that the coach's lower lip was broken, the wound was extremely fresh and a little red and swollen.

He thought to himself that the coach had fought with someone and his lips were broken. What would the person who beat him be so cruel!

Agarez's footsteps stumbled slightly, and his little wife's drunken words echoed in his mind: "Post a seal and stamp it, you are mine. You can't regret it. If you regret it, just twist your head off!"

Agarez's mouth curled slightly, reached out and touched the wound on his lower lip, and replied to Moore: "No, a seal is not a problem!"

Moore: "…"

Seal?

The mouth is broken and called the seal?

After all, he graduated from a military academy, so why can't he understand what his commander said?

Also, did your coach laugh just now?

Did you laugh?

The corners of your mouth are curled?

Half an hour later!

In addition to hunting the legions, the nine generals who held video conferences and the legions below them all knew that there was a cruel guy who broke their marshal's mouth.

In addition, spreading rumors and spreading messages through words.

Everyone opened their mouths and spread them, and the discussion changed.

Especially those who hunted the legion, their brain circuits rushed directly to the sky and discussed privately: "I heard that the marshal met a super vicious guy, he had never won the fight, and was injured!"

"Not right? Why did I hear that when Adjutant Moore came back from the call to the Marshal, he heard someone call the Marshal's husband? You said, the Marshal's broken mouth would have been bitten by his wife?"

"Hey hey, I'm a layman when I hear it. But I heard that our wife is petite, cute, soft and glutinous, and she is a porcelain doll. Our marshal is a mobile ice bank, hard iron ore, and the soft and glutinous lady can chew his mouth? Do you believe it, or do you believe it, and you're funny!"

"Yes! It's definitely not a madam. What I heard is this. Our marshal met a strong opponent. He fought with the opponent and lost. He broke his lower lip. The marshal did not treat him and left his mark. He was to avenge his previous shame next time!"

"After that's it, such a cruel guy injured the Marshal. Why didn't the Marshal recruit him?"

"Yes, it's so exciting to recruit people who are as cruel as the Marshal to fight with the Marshal every day!"

"So, should we gather to write anonymous so that the marshal can clearly understand that he can tie him with him. A person who beats him to a bald mouth is a talent. Maybe the one who can take over his position is the next marshal. What do you think?"

Everyone: "..."

It makes sense.

Silent rebuttal.

It has to be done.

Everyone shouted in unison: "Go, gather and write anonymously!"

Jiang Si turned over, touching her hairy and felt very good.

She closed her eyes and rubbed her. The more she touched her, the better she felt, and the more she became addicted.

She was addicted to her arms and pulled the furry into her arms, and she heard a "whisper".

This "口" made her heart skip a little, and her sleepiness disappeared. She slowly exposed a gap in her eyes. She saw a woman with a gorgeous and charming appearance. She supported her half of her face with her palms, and showed her white teeth and red lips. She asked her in a coquettish and exaggerated manner: "Little baby Jiang Jiang, is Mama's big tail easy to strode?"

"Puuu!"

Jiang Si turned over and fell off the bed, then reached out from under the bed to the edge of the bed, looked around, and laughed dryly: "Mu Bei, when did I fall asleep? Why do I still have a bed and a house?"

Simubei's body was tilted horizontally, revealing his straight white thighs, and 8 huge yellow furry tails behind him. The mad demon danced, dancing, and his red lips seemed to be like the blood of a fairy who had just swallowed a child's mouth. He glared at him and shouted fiercely: "Ask me, who I'll ask, good guy, do you know that you have been sleeping for 10 days, and the infrastructure of the entire planet has been built!"

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