Chapter 873
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Soft sword, originally a powerful weapon in martial arts novels, is not easy to use, but once it is used, it is absolutely lethal.
The premise is that you have to start.
But it's very difficult to get started.
Firstly, the strength of the soft sword is difficult to control. Secondly, it is the characteristic of the soft sword.
Soft and hard!
Soft when it should be soft, hard when it should be hard.
How can you master this essence?
More importantly, people who use weapons have to match them, don't they?
No matter the appearance or temperament of the current forced tiger, none of them is matched with the soft sword.
The soft sword exudes the air of softness.
But on the tiger, there is a spirit of abandonment.
Nothing can match this soft sword.
Li Erzi said to him that you don't deserve to play soft sword at all. Your stupid use of soft sword is a kind of injury and self mutilation. Although you seem to beat the other party away with soft sword a few times ago, in fact, people are afraid of your enemies and friends.
In addition, the act of pretending to force the tiger to draw a soft sword also made Li Erzi burst his eyes.
He said that the soft sword of pretending to be a tiger is like a ding ding. It's usually wrapped around the waist when it's not used, and it's taken out when it's used.
It feels like pulling out that thing.
But pretending to force the tiger didn't care. He didn't feel anything at all. As long as he was happy and used it smoothly, what were he afraid of?
At the moment, Zhiyong in front of the tiger was stunned.
He doesn't want to get the soft sword pretending to be a tiger.
It must feel bad to be hit by this thing.
And it's very cruel to pretend to be a tiger.
As soon as Zhiyong was worried, his small circles were red: "brother, I really don't know!"
Pop!
Wang Peng raised his hand and slapped him in the face: "you were very cruel that day! Didn't you give me a knife in the leg! How dare you! Grass!"
？
Zhiyong was dizzy at first, but now he was slapped in the face by Wang Peng. The people in front of him looked like slow motion and blurred.
Zhiyong has a feeling of being in the dark.
It all happened so fast that it was like a dream.
Since Zhiyong reached into his pants, it was like the shadow of a spring breeze dream.
When he suddenly woke up, he became what he is now.
The small waist was stepped on by someone, and the whole person had no strength at all, just like a pool of mud.
Now, Zhang Wen and his gang stand in front of him like a ferocious God.
With questioning tone and eyes, as long as Zhiyong says something wrong, he can kill him.
In the face of the fierce Wang Peng, he didn't know what to do.
I just feel hot on my face.
Last time he hurt Wang Peng, but he didn't think that retribution would come so quickly. It seemed that as soon as he turned around, he fell into Wang Peng's hands.
Zhiyong bowed to old Yan, but it was in the case of nothing, at least not at the cost of his own life.
Now in this situation, he doesn't betray Lao Yan. He's sorry for himself.
But
Zhiyong wants to cry.
I want to shut myself in the room and wail once and tell my grievances.
Well, why are you so cheating?
Why do you torture people so much?
Do you want people to hang around?
Zhiyong really doesn't know where Lao Yan is. I don't know. What do you say? Making up lies will only make your death worse.
what to do?
"Grass, don't play stupid!" Wang Peng scolded.
"I really don't know..."
Shua~
Said, a line of tears fell from Zhiyong's eyes, crystal clear, people couldn't help palpitating.
Such a bad bastard was forced to cry. You can imagine how aggrieved and uncomfortable he was?
Seeing Zhiyong's crocodile tears, pretending to force the tiger, his eyes lit up and crossed in front of Zhiyong.
I sat next to him and saw the expression on Zhuang forced tiger's face from the side. His eyes at Zhiyong were like looking at a beautiful handicraft, with a sense of sympathy.
A bastard was tied up and now he was beaten twice. He even cried. What's the concept?
What a shame?
But people pretend to force the tiger, but they don't have this feeling at all. He thinks Zhiyong is a talent and can pretend to force!
You can cry right now. How awesome do you say?
Now he can't even pretend to be a tiger. He still lacks a little.
However, the pity in the eyes of pretending tiger soon disappeared, replaced by the soft sword shaking in his hand!
Cruel!
Quite cruel!
It seems that this sword can chop people to death horizontally~
Zhiyong is careful. His liver is shaking.
Pretending to force the tiger to look at me, he said to Zhiyong like asking for credit: "don't you say it's WOW?"
"No, brother, I really don't know!" Zhiyong said with tears.
Shua~
Whoosh!
Pretending to force the tiger was no nonsense. His shoulder shook, and the soft sword was like a water snake winding and shaking in his hand.
The first advantage of soft sword is that people can't see the direction of the sword, messy charming eyes, and then take the punctual machine by surprise!
Zhiyong panicked when he saw the sword body he didn't know where to stab himself.
He's scared!
What people fear most is the unknown, the unknown that knows nothing.
If someone suddenly comes over and gives Zhiyong a knife, he must not be afraid. Don't give him a knife. Where can people in the Jianghu not get a knife?
But if more than a dozen people shake in front of him with a knife, it will be quite penetrating.
If you don't get hacked, you can be scared to death.
It's the same as now.
Everyone present was stunned for a moment. Is this... Pretending to force the tiger to work hard? Did he really practice the soft sword with his heart?
Free up the time to pretend and play with women and practice?
Children can be taught!
However, such a gorgeous opening lasted less than a few seconds, and the sword blade pretending to be a tiger began to change.
It's crooked~
Out of control~
Before Zhiyong was stabbed, he floated to one side of Zhang Guohua.
Brush!
The soft sword is really powerful!
It was just a closed eye effort. The edge of the soft sword leaked out and directly missed Zhiyong. It stabbed Zhang Guohua like a big girl's embroidery.
Zhang Guohua was surprised and subconsciously blocked his face with his thick arm.
Suddenly, several blood marks appeared on Zhang Guohua's arm, which made him a little confused.
Pretending to force the tiger to see that he was injured by mistake, he quickly took back the soft sword, but it was still a step late.
After all, swords don't have eyes.
Although the wound was nothing to Zhang Guohua, he was unhappy.
Come here, Gan Zhiyong. Pretend to be a tiger. Why are you trying to work hard on yourself?
"I'll fuck you!" Zhang Guohua was unambiguous, and gave the tiger a kick like a gun barrel.
Dong!
Everyone present heard a muffled noise.
Then he pretended to force the tiger to fly out with a heavy kick from Zhang Guohua.
Dong!
It was another dull sound, a sound that forced the tiger's ass to land.
It's quiet.
The whole room was quiet.
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Soft sword, originally a powerful weapon in martial arts novels, is not easy to use, but once it is used, it is absolutely lethal.
The premise is that you have to start.
But it's very difficult to get started.
Firstly, the strength of the soft sword is difficult to control. Secondly, it is the characteristic of the soft sword.
Soft and hard!
Soft when it should be soft, hard when it should be hard.
How can you master this essence?
More importantly, people who use weapons have to match them, don't they?
No matter the appearance or temperament of the current forced tiger, none of them is matched with the soft sword.
The soft sword exudes the air of softness.
But on the tiger, there is a spirit of abandonment.
Nothing can match this soft sword.
Li Erzi said to him that you don't deserve to play soft sword at all. Your stupid use of soft sword is a kind of injury and self mutilation. Although you seem to beat the other party away with soft sword a few times ago, in fact, people are afraid of your enemies and friends.
In addition, the act of pretending to force the tiger to draw a soft sword also made Li Erzi burst his eyes.
He said that the soft sword of pretending to be a tiger is like a ding ding. It's usually wrapped around the waist when it's not used, and it's taken out when it's used.
It feels like pulling out that thing.
But pretending to force the tiger didn't care. He didn't feel anything at all. As long as he was happy and used it smoothly, what were he afraid of?
At the moment, Zhiyong in front of the tiger was stunned.
He doesn't want to get the soft sword pretending to be a tiger.
It must feel bad to be hit by this thing.
And it's very cruel to pretend to be a tiger.
As soon as Zhiyong was worried, his small circles were red: "brother, I really don't know!"
Pop!
Wang Peng raised his hand and slapped him in the face: "you were very cruel that day! Didn't you give me a knife in the leg! How dare you! Grass!"
？
Zhiyong was dizzy at first, but now he was slapped in the face by Wang Peng. The people in front of him looked like slow motion and blurred.
Zhiyong has a feeling of being in the dark.
It all happened so fast that it was like a dream.
Since Zhiyong reached into his pants, it was like the shadow of a spring breeze dream.
When he suddenly woke up, he became what he is now.
The small waist was stepped on by someone, and the whole person had no strength at all, just like a pool of mud.
Now, Zhang Wen and his gang stand in front of him like a ferocious God.
With questioning tone and eyes, as long as Zhiyong says something wrong, he can kill him.
In the face of the fierce Wang Peng, he didn't know what to do.
I just feel hot on my face.
Last time he hurt Wang Peng, but he didn't think that retribution would come so quickly. It seemed that as soon as he turned around, he fell into Wang Peng's hands.
Zhiyong bowed to old Yan, but it was in the case of nothing, at least not at the cost of his own life.
Now in this situation, he doesn't betray Lao Yan. He's sorry for himself.
But
Zhiyong wants to cry.
I want to shut myself in the room and wail once and tell my grievances.
Well, why are you so cheating?
Why do you torture people so much?
Do you want people to hang around?
Zhiyong really doesn't know where Lao Yan is. I don't know. What do you say? Making up lies will only make your death worse.
what to do?
"Grass, don't play stupid!" Wang Peng scolded.
"I really don't know..."
Shua~
Said, a line of tears fell from Zhiyong's eyes, crystal clear, people couldn't help palpitating.
Such a bad bastard was forced to cry. You can imagine how aggrieved and uncomfortable he was?
Seeing Zhiyong's crocodile tears, pretending to force the tiger, his eyes lit up and crossed in front of Zhiyong.
I sat next to him and saw the expression on Zhuang forced tiger's face from the side. His eyes at Zhiyong were like looking at a beautiful handicraft, with a sense of sympathy.
A bastard was tied up and now he was beaten twice. He even cried. What's the concept?
What a shame?
But people pretend to force the tiger, but they don't have this feeling at all. He thinks Zhiyong is a talent and can pretend to force!
You can cry right now. How awesome do you say?
Now he can't even pretend to be a tiger. He still lacks a little.
However, the pity in the eyes of pretending tiger soon disappeared, replaced by the soft sword shaking in his hand!
Cruel!
Quite cruel!
It seems that this sword can chop people to death horizontally~
Zhiyong is careful. His liver is shaking.
Pretending to force the tiger to look at me, he said to Zhiyong like asking for credit: "don't you say it's WOW?"
"No, brother, I really don't know!" Zhiyong said with tears.
Shua~
Whoosh!
Pretending to force the tiger was no nonsense. His shoulder shook, and the soft sword was like a water snake winding and shaking in his hand.
The first advantage of soft sword is that people can't see the direction of the sword, messy charming eyes, and then take the punctual machine by surprise!
Zhiyong panicked when he saw the sword body he didn't know where to stab himself.
He's scared!
What people fear most is the unknown, the unknown that knows nothing.
If someone suddenly comes over and gives Zhiyong a knife, he must not be afraid. Don't give him a knife. Where can people in the Jianghu not get a knife?
But if more than a dozen people shake in front of him with a knife, it will be quite penetrating.
If you don't get hacked, you can be scared to death.
It's the same as now.
Everyone present was stunned for a moment. Is this... Pretending to force the tiger to work hard? Did he really practice the soft sword with his heart?
Free up the time to pretend and play with women and practice?
Children can be taught!
However, such a gorgeous opening lasted less than a few seconds, and the sword blade pretending to be a tiger began to change.
It's crooked~
Out of control~
Before Zhiyong was stabbed, he floated to one side of Zhang Guohua.
Brush!
The soft sword is really powerful!
It was just a closed eye effort. The edge of the soft sword leaked out and directly missed Zhiyong. It stabbed Zhang Guohua like a big girl's embroidery.
Zhang Guohua was surprised and subconsciously blocked his face with his thick arm.
Suddenly, several blood marks appeared on Zhang Guohua's arm, which made him a little confused.
Pretending to force the tiger to see that he was injured by mistake, he quickly took back the soft sword, but it was still a step late.
After all, swords don't have eyes.
Although the wound was nothing to Zhang Guohua, he was unhappy.
Come here, Gan Zhiyong. Pretend to be a tiger. Why are you trying to work hard on yourself?
"I'll fuck you!" Zhang Guohua was unambiguous, and gave the tiger a kick like a gun barrel.
Dong!
Everyone present heard a muffled noise.
Then he pretended to force the tiger to fly out with a heavy kick from Zhang Guohua.
Dong!
It was another dull sound, a sound that forced the tiger's ass to land.
It's quiet.
The whole room was quiet.
Soft sword, originally a powerful weapon in martial arts novels, is not easy to use, but once it is used, it is absolutely lethal.The premise is that you have to start.But it's very difficult to get started.Firstly, the strength of the soft sword is difficult to control. Secondly, it is the characteristic of the soft sword.Soft and hard!Soft when it should be soft, hard when it should be hard.How can you master this essence?More importantly, people who use weapons have to match them, don't they?No matter the appearance or temperament of the current forced tiger, none of them is matched with the soft sword.The soft sword exudes the air of softness.But on the tiger, there is a spirit of abandonment.Nothing can match this soft sword.Li Erzi said to him that you don't deserve to play soft sword at all. Your stupid use of soft sword is a kind of injury and self mutilation. Although you seem to beat the other party away with soft sword a few times ago, in fact, people are afraid of your enemies and friends.In addition, the act of pretending to force the tiger to draw a soft sword also made Li Erzi burst his eyes.He said that the soft sword of pretending to be a tiger is like a ding ding. It's usually wrapped around the waist when it's not used, and it's taken out when it's used.It feels like pulling out that thing.But pretending to force the tiger didn't care. He didn't feel anything at all. As long as he was happy and used it smoothly, what were he afraid of?At the moment, Zhiyong in front of the tiger was stunned.He doesn't want to get the soft sword pretending to be a tiger.It must feel bad to be hit by this thing.And it's very cruel to pretend to be a tiger.As soon as Zhiyong was worried, his small circles were red: "brother, I really don't know!"Pop!Wang Peng raised his hand and slapped him in the face: "you were very cruel that day! Didn't you give me a knife in the leg! How dare you! Grass!"Zhiyong was dizzy at first, but now he was slapped in the face by Wang Peng. The people in front of him looked like slow motion and blurred.Zhiyong has a feeling of being in the dark.It all happened so fast that it was like a dream.Since Zhiyong reached into his pants, it was like the shadow of a spring breeze dream.When he suddenly woke up, he became what he is now.The small waist was stepped on by someone, and the whole person had no strength at all, just like a pool of mud.Now, Zhang Wen and his gang stand in front of him like a ferocious God.With questioning tone and eyes, as long as Zhiyong says something wrong, he can kill him.In the face of the fierce Wang Peng, he didn't know what to do.I just feel hot on my face.Last time he hurt Wang Peng, but he didn't think that retribution would come so quickly. It seemed that as soon as he turned around, he fell into Wang Peng's hands.Zhiyong bowed to old Yan, but it was in the case of nothing, at least not at the cost of his own life.Now in this situation, he doesn't betray Lao Yan. He's sorry for himself.ButZhiyong wants to cry.I want to shut myself in the room and wail once and tell my grievances.Well, why are you so cheating?Why do you torture people so much?Do you want people to hang around?Zhiyong really doesn't know where Lao Yan is. I don't know. What do you say? Making up lies will only make your death worse.what to do?"Grass, don't play stupid!" Wang Peng scolded."I really don't know..."Shua~Said, a line of tears fell from Zhiyong's eyes, crystal clear, people couldn't help palpitating.Such a bad bastard was forced to cry. You can imagine how aggrieved and uncomfortable he was?Seeing Zhiyong's crocodile tears, pretending to force the tiger, his eyes lit up and crossed in front of Zhiyong.I sat next to him and saw the expression on Zhuang forced tiger's face from the side. His eyes at Zhiyong were like looking at a beautiful handicraft, with a sense of sympathy.A bastard was tied up and now he was beaten twice. He even cried. What's the concept?What a shame?But people pretend to force the tiger, but they don't have this feeling at all. He thinks Zhiyong is a talent and can pretend to force!You can cry right now. How awesome do you say?Now he can't even pretend to be a tiger. He still lacks a little.However, the pity in the eyes of pretending tiger soon disappeared, replaced by the soft sword shaking in his hand!Cruel!Quite cruel!It seems that this sword can chop people to death horizontally~Zhiyong is careful. His liver is shaking.Pretending to force the tiger to look at me, he said to Zhiyong like asking for credit: "don't you say it's WOW?""No, brother, I really don't know!" Zhiyong said with tears.Shua~Whoosh!Pretending to force the tiger was no nonsense. His shoulder shook, and the soft sword was like a water snake winding and shaking in his hand.The first advantage of soft sword is that people can't see the direction of the sword, messy charming eyes, and then take the punctual machine by surprise!Zhiyong panicked when he saw the sword body he didn't know where to stab himself.He's scared!What people fear most is the unknown, the unknown that knows nothing.If someone suddenly comes over and gives Zhiyong a knife, he must not be afraid. Don't give him a knife. Where can people in the Jianghu not get a knife?But if more than a dozen people shake in front of him with a knife, it will be quite penetrating.If you don't get hacked, you can be scared to death.It's the same as now.Everyone present was stunned for a moment. Is this... Pretending to force the tiger to work hard? Did he really practice the soft sword with his heart?Free up the time to pretend and play with women and practice?Children can be taught!However, such a gorgeous opening lasted less than a few seconds, and the sword blade pretending to be a tiger began to change.It's crooked~Out of control~Before Zhiyong was stabbed, he floated to one side of Zhang Guohua.Brush!The soft sword is really powerful!It was just a closed eye effort. The edge of the soft sword leaked out and directly missed Zhiyong. It stabbed Zhang Guohua like a big girl's embroidery.Zhang Guohua was surprised and subconsciously blocked his face with his thick arm.Suddenly, several blood marks appeared on Zhang Guohua's arm, which made him a little confused.Pretending to force the tiger to see that he was injured by mistake, he quickly took back the soft sword, but it was still a step late.After all, swords don't have eyes.Although the wound was nothing to Zhang Guohua, he was unhappy.Come here, Gan Zhiyong. Pretend to be a tiger. Why are you trying to work hard on yourself?"I'll fuck you!" Zhang Guohua was unambiguous, and gave the tiger a kick like a gun barrel.Dong!Everyone present heard a muffled noise.Then he pretended to force the tiger to fly out with a heavy kick from Zhang Guohua.Dong!It was another dull sound, a sound that forced the tiger's ass to land.It's quiet.The whole room was quiet.
