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Gan Lao Er smiled smugly.

He did this so that others would be afraid of him.

He likes that others are afraid of him.

For only when others are afraid of him can his power and majesty be revealed.

With this kind of power and majesty, he walked in front of Sword Thirty, looked at Sword Thirty, who still looked at Jian Thirty, who still looked at ease and didn't care, slammed the table, and said loudly: Hey, aren't you afraid of me?

Jian Thirty picked up the bamboo tube, drank two sips, and then, looked up at him, and said: "I'm afraid, I'm almost scared to death, so I have to drink to suppress the shock, do you want to have some too, this wine is very good, I bought it from an old farmer in the countryside, and it is the most courageous."

However, even the blind man could see that he was not afraid at all.

He didn't even have the slightest intention of being afraid, he was just deliberately taking advantage of Gan's second pastime.

However, Gan Lao Er thought that he was really drinking to strengthen his courage, so he couldn't help laughing for a while, and said proudly: Bastard things, I'm not afraid, I don't need to drink to strengthen my courage, but, to be honest, in fact, I admire your martial arts very much.

Jian Thirty put the bamboo tube on the table, took another peanut, threw it in his mouth, and said lightly: Then, to be honest, your martial arts are not bad, I think, you are also first-class in the rivers and lakes.

These words just happened to hit Gan Laoer's ass, which made him feel very good, so he immediately laughed proudly and said: Really?

Jian Thirty swallowed the peanut, and continued: Actually, I also guessed blindly.

Gan Lao Er said: Although you guessed blindly, but, I think you guessed correctly, my martial arts are indeed very powerful, in this town, except for our third child, I'm afraid no one will be my opponent, even our boss is afraid that he will have to lose me a move and a half, as for the pair of male dogs and female dogs of the Money Gang, there is no need to mention it.

A voice suddenly came from outside, and shouted at him: I see you are farting, you stupid pig is talking behind his back again.

In this town, there are still people who dare to scold him for being the second eldest child, which is really unreasonable.

It's bearable, it's unbearable, if you can even endure this, then where is his face and majesty, it's really angry with him.

Therefore, he immediately turned away with an angry face, and saw who dared to scold him like this, and he had to teach him a good lesson.

Then, as soon as he turned around, he saw Ziyi walking in with a sneer on his face, walked in front of Jian Thirty, threw himself into his arms, kept being coquettish, and said: Mei Daxia, Brother Mei, Xiao Meimei, why are you here, you made me look so hard.

Seeing this posture, the sword thirty felt cold and numb all over, as if there were ten thousand flies buzzing at him, and twenty thousand caterpillars crawling around on him.

His goosebumps were about to come out.

Therefore, he hurriedly picked up the bamboo tube and drank a few sips of wine to suppress the shock.

This time, he really wanted to be shocked.

This kind of scene can easily give him nightmares at night.

However, Ziyi didn't care about these at all, threw himself into his arms, grabbed his neck with both hands, looked like a spoiled little, and said coquettishly: Meimei, why don't you ignore me?

Jian Thirty was almost out of breath when she strangled her, only to feel that his throat was suddenly blocked, and the sip of wine he had just drunk almost choked out again.

He struggled a few times, but he still didn't struggle away, so he had to keep shaking his head and saying, "No, no, can you let it go?"

Ziyi didn't care about his blushing face and thick neck, and still said coquettishly to him: No, no, you tell me quickly, are you angry with me? Last time, it was that old ghost in our family who talked nonsense, you must not be angry with me.

Jian Thirty was really out of breath by her, only to feel that the two eyeballs were suddenly popping out, the two hands kept waving, and said loudly: No, no, I'm not angry with you, I'm a little embarrassed, I'm bored, I don't know why you're here, so I don't even have a mental preparation. Sit down, I'll give you two drinks, okay?

Hearing this, Ziyi immediately laughed, and pulled him to go out, while pulling, he shouted: "Drink?" Okay, okay, I have a lot of wine at home, and there are so many beautiful women, you can pick me, okay?

In front of the public, she hugged Jian Thirty's neck like this, flirted like this, and took the initiative to invite others to bed, which really didn't look good, and even Gan Lao Er couldn't stand it anymore.

He slapped the table abruptly and said loudly at Ziyi: Hey, hey, hey, don't talk nonsense, obviously I came first, and I should have invited you home to drink first.

Ziyi turned his head, immediately changed the face of a tigress, and shouted at him: "Are you invited? Do you have a woman in your family? Why do you go home with you? Is it going home to sleep with you, hmph, it's really nosy, do you know what his relationship is with me?"

Jian Thirty took the opportunity to break free, and felt that it was really impossible not to speak at this time, so he hurriedly drew a line with her with a red face and a thick neck: Hey, I'm sorry, I don't seem to have anything to do with you. So, don't talk nonsense, it's not good for your reputation and mine, I'm sorry, please let me.

As he spoke, he walked to the window and gasped for breath.

Just now, he almost didn't let Ziyi strangle to death.

This time, if I really go back with her, even if I don't die, I'm afraid I only have half a life left.

For a woman like her, Jian Thirty really can't parry.

Damn, that's so proactive.

Sword Thirty-One has never liked women who are too proactive.

Although he wanders the world and makes his home all over the world, he is a traditional man, and he always feels that real women should not take the initiative to seduce men, but should stay at home, so they should be like a lady and wait for a man to seduce her, so that men will have a sense of accomplishment.

Women who are too proactive will not only make men feel that they have any intentions, but also easily scare them.

Hearing this, Ziyi immediately covered her face and cried.

Of course, she didn't really cry, she was just pretending.

She knows that a woman's crying is the most effective weapon against a man.

As soon as a woman cries, the man will immediately become a godless, and at this time, no matter what you ask him, he will agree.

She bit her sleeve, kept tearing back and forth, and cried at him: "Oh, you conscienceless, a husband and wife for a hundred days, now, you have rejected me in public, so what will you let me do in the future? What will you let me do in the future, you hurry up."

Jian Thirty didn't say anything, he really didn't know what to say, so he had to look at the scenery outside.

Gan Lao Er couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked straight up to her and shouted at her: Okay, okay, stop pretending, it's my turn to say it now.

Ziyi waved his sleeves at him and shouted: "Say, say, say, say that you are big, do you like to talk about it?"

Her tone suddenly became ambiguous.

She walked gently in front of Gan Lao'er, slowly approached him, and slowly ...... The tone became softer and softer, and he said, "Do you like to talk very much?" Do you really like to talk? Since you like to talk so much, then you can tell me, okay?

Her face had almost been pasted to Gan Laoer's face, and she exhaled like an orchid.

Although she is already a half-old, the charm still exists, and she is so coquettish, Gan Lao Er's heartbeat suddenly accelerated somehow, bang, bang, bang.