Chapter 20 Crushing of IQ
"You also know my person. I took this talent, and the rest of the place is still there. I'll take you two there, how about it?"
The big man patted his chest and said with a bold face.
"Brother Xiang, I feel that my fighting power is stronger, and I am more confident with my talent!"
A man with the same burly figure said.
There is a lazy sheep tattoo on his chest, especially the poop on the top of his head echos his chest hair.
"When I got a tattoo back then, I didn't say a word, big brother, your broken dragon didn't finish tattooing because he was afraid of pain!"
"It's better to let the younger brother take this talent!"
"Hmm! You and I are arguing endlessly, so whoever wins will take it, how about it?!"
Anger flashed in the big man's eyes. This was his shame, and today he was raised again.
"Today, my broken dragon is going to swallow your fat sheep!"
"Yes, but you and I are brothers. How about fighting with bare hands without a murder weapon?"
The big man with a lazy sheep tattoo threw down the machete in his hand, and his eyes were equally fierce.
"Good! Brother Wen, don't participate. You are too weak! No matter who you and Brother Song win, I will take good care of you!"
The thin young man looked bland and retreated to show that he was not participating in the fight.
The eldest brother threw away the machete and came over with his bare hands. His muscles soared, and he looked full of power.
The second brother's eyes were shining, and his body was motionless. He looked at the elder brother who came and smiled at the corners of his mouth.
"Big brother, don't blame me!"
Suddenly, he bent down to pick up the machete on the ground and stabbed it directly, without any hand at all.
The big brother seemed to be stunned, but he also smiled, looked at the brother who cut him, and said slowly.
"Don't blame me, too!"
A machete suddenly pierced the abdomen of the second brother. He turned around slowly with disbelief on his face.
Unexpectedly, it was the thin third brother holding a machete and looking at him fiercely.
"Brother Wen, you?!" The big man smiled and praised, "Xiaowen, you did a good job!"
But as soon as the words fell, when the eldest brother had no way to get the weapon in a short time, the third brother continued to rush up with a machete.
"Talent is mine!" The thin young man shouted fiercely.
The big man also didn't expect it, but he still reacted quickly and narrowly avoided the first knife.
Then he fought with the other party.
Xiaowen was thin and weak. The first knife did not make a contribution. Instead, he was approached and lost the battle in an instant.
"Damn, you dare to betray me!"
The big man knocked Xiaowen to the ground, with a fierce expression, and punched one punch after another.
It seems that he is going to beat it to death! Unexpectedly, the brothers who usually respected him betrayed him!
Bang!
Suddenly, there was a sound. The big man only felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and his eyes became a little blurred. He wanted to look back.
Bang!
As soon as the big man turned around, he only saw a frying pan suddenly smashing at him. Unexpectedly, it was the strange psychopath who stood up before.
"You..."
Bang!
Before the big man finished his words, he was knocked over by the frying pan again.
I never thought that the weirdo who had lost his fighting power before would stand up again!
Three stupid forks! Why do you play here?
Li Xiaofeng looked at the three people who had lost their fighting power and slowly opened his black plastic bag directly.
Howl!
With a hiss, he showed his true identity as a zombie demon king, and he bit directly in the panic and desperate eyes of the three people.
The three of them never thought that zombies would pretend to be dead?
And the posture of using the frying pan is too skilful!