Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal Chapter 332: I haven’t heard it for a long time
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At this time, the movements here have alarmed the students around, and everyone has come around, and many people quietly talked: "Look, it is Master Dali who is on the bar with the new transfer student!" "Yeah Yes, the transfer student is very good, this time it's not easy to deal with." "I heard that this transfer student just called Master Liu Mingcheng, and now I'm looking for Master Dali." "Yeah, he is planning When the rhythm of our school boss, I heard that the one-year boss has also been repaired by them.""Awesome, this physique..."
"Oh, introduce yourself," the strong man said, "I am Xiong Wei, the future boss of this school. I heard that you are awesome, Master Dali, please meet for the first time, please A lot of care."
He held out his hand as he said it, which was obvious, and he planned to compare the strength of his palm with Hong Dali!
Can't hold, can't hold!
Ling Yi, Du Xinzhen, and others were so frightened that Xiong Wei used this trick as soon as they came up. They couldn’t help. At least they didn’t hear that there was any help from the handshake — let’s talk about their strength. It's also powerless!
"Oh, hello, hello," everybody held out his hand, and he couldn't justify it without holding it, and Hong Dali reached out symbolically: "Hello, hello, polite, never before How to take care, I don’t think I will need to take care of it anymore."
As a result, as soon as he held Hong Dali, he felt something was wrong.
Xiong Wei obviously knew that Hong Dali was thin, and he started tightening his hands tightly. When a strong rush came, Hong Dali first frowned slightly and suddenly sneered in his heart. Hold it backhand.
Fuck, it’s still useless to increase Lao Tzu’s strength to one hundred. You are taking the initiative to come to the door to find death...
If you want to say Hong Dali’s sexual ability, it’s quite outstanding, and it’s natural to add 100 to this strength. If calculated according to that stuff, this power is a hundred. At least it can catch up with Tyson's full blow on the earth.
Speaking of this, Xiong Wei really wanted to give Hong Dali a dismount.
Behind him, Yamamoto was originally the master of Japan’s Toyota Consortium Wu Benguang. The goal before he came was Hong Dali. Today, he originally planned to beat Hong Dali. The worst thing is to humiliate him. It's just that he didn't expect Hong Dali to have lunch with more than 20 people beside him, since according to intelligence. Hong Dali would not wear the exoskeleton armor when he went to school, so the handshake was more effective in his hands, forcing him to ask for mercy from himself, naturally the best way.
But when they gripped their hands, they didn't feel anything at first, and Xiong Wei soon found something was wrong.
The other person's palm is like a hoop. Hugging tightly in his hand, he was able to support it for a while, and at first he could barely support it. He soon felt like a fire in his hand, and the cold sweat on his forehead slammed down.
At this time, the younger brother with colorful hair beside him also saw that something was wrong and asked kindly, "Viagra, what's wrong with you?"
It would be nice if he didn’t ask. This question Xiong Wei said he must hold up, this one can be cut off and bleeding, face can not be lost! The suffocated blush and sweaty smell came out, and the underwear was wet and tightly wrapped around the small look, but he had to smile and said, "It's okay, small problem, just say hello to Master Dali."
"Ah, haha. Haha," Hong Dali pretended not to know anything, and his eyes were quite innocent: "Oh, Master Xiong Wei, what's wrong with you? Is there something old that happened before? Oops you What do you do with such enthusiasm? Look at you. It’s sweaty, to say that it’s really hot this day..." He said lightly, only pitying Xiong Wei’s hand, and now the joints began to "click" Rang.
If you don’t say anything, never face Hong Dali, at this time he said that he was very innocent-I can’t stand his enthusiasm, you can’t get it back if you want to pump it...
Hong Dali said this easily, but when he heard Xiong Wei's ears, it completely changed its flavor.
He wanted to let go, but this time the fool can see that they are fighting, if he takes the initiative to let go, how can he mix up after that?
Sure enough, after a while, the surrounding discussion sounded: "Hey, look, why is this Xiong Wei sweating so much, this must have been done by Master Young?" "You don't say I really didn’t pay attention, it’s really like this, you see his cold sweat is rushing out, his hands and neck are red and red, he must have lost!” “No? Then he didn’t just send himself to the door to find death Is it?"
Xiong Wei called a hate, but it’s not easy to let go, but if you don’t let go, it’s estimated that it will turn purple after a while...
Whether face is important or hand is important, this is a question-is it still a fart face now? The hand must be important!
Xiong Wei’s painful snot is coming out, and the original height of one meter eight or five has also withered, and he breathed in air and said: "It’s easy to say, Master Dali, why don’t you let go..."
"Ah?" Hong Dali is even more innocent this time: "How can I be so enthusiastic about letting go when you are so passionate? You can talk about your conscience--Oh, I heard that the car you drove today is good, give it to me... "
He’s almost holding his hands black, and he’s still talking about conscience in his life. Xiong Wei called a hate: “It’s easy to say, Master Dear, you can just let go. The car I’m driving today is really good. You have been given to Master Dali..."
"Oh..." Hong Dali made a long bang, and he put more effort on his hand: "Give me the car key!"
"Success, success!" Xiong Wei only felt that his heart had stopped for half a beat, and quickly handed over the car key: "This is the car key..."
"Why is this so funny..." Hong Dali got cheap and sold well: "What car did you drive today? What's the license plate number?"
Today, this face is so big, Xiong Wei tears his eyes: "That red Lal carriage is, the car number is a66888..."
"Oh, okay..." Hong Dali finally withdrew his hand with a grin: "Since you ran so sincerely to deliver the car, then I will barely accept it, thank you jacket!"
Xiong Wei called a depression: "Master Dali is kind, since I have nothing to do, I will go first..."
"Go."
After Xiong Wei and others left grievously, Ling Yi whispered: "Master Dali, his car..."
Hong Dali hummed: "I haven't smashed the car in a long time, the brothers are walking, let's listen to it!"
He arrived at the parking lot very soon. Liu Mingcheng, who had been beaten, heard the news and came up. When he saw Hong Dali, he gave a high thumbs up: "Dali, good kind, it turned out to be a miracle, hahaha!"
"I'm so sorry if I send it to my door..." Hong Dali looked innocent: "Which is Xiong Wei's car?"
"On that one, dark red!" Liu Mingcheng quickly pointed to Hong Dali.
Looking in the direction Liu Mingcheng pointed to, on the side of the parking lot, parked a dark red single-row sports car, a streamlined body, an ultra-low chassis, a golden crown on the front, good things !
Hong Dali looked at Liu Mingcheng with a grinning smile: "Want to find some bricks, steel pipes and big hammers?"
"Good!" Liu Mingcheng knew what Hong Dali had to do when he looked at the posture, and left without a word, with a few dead parties.
Ling Yi whispered: "Brother Dali, do you still plan to..."
"Of course it is going to lose, is it still necessary to ask?" Hong Dali said of course: "It has been a long time since I heard..."
Soon, Liu Mingcheng and several others ran back carrying the guy. Two big hammers and a steel tube with thick arms came to Hong Dali. Liu Mingcheng asked with a frown: "Dali, old rules ?" This car was just smashed a few months ago, but now he smiles and asks if he is old, quite happy.
"Of course," Hong Dali looked at the car expressionlessly and said, "Look at how this sounds."
Talking to Liu Mingcheng while turning his head, said: "Smash!"
"Good!" Liu Mingcheng raised his sledgehammer without hesitation!
"Boom, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!" A deafening muffled noise sounded, the glass shards shattered, but in an instant, this car was also the same as the trident sports car before him. One can only sell scrap iron...
Scattering a car is not always the case. The students watching around pointed out: "Haha, this is really quick retribution. Xiong Wei just finished beating Liu Mingcheng, and the car was smashed!" "Yeah , Poor, hundreds of thousands..." "We don't understand the wisdom of God and Man, but well, this time Xiong Wei can lose a lot of people." "Yeah, yeah, see how he wants to be the boss!" Haha!"
Xiong Wei looked at the car smashed into scrap iron from afar, crying without tears, he had just bought the car in less than three days...
"Brother, let's just look at it like this?" The little brother around me anxiously said: "Why don't we just go and die with them!"
"Are you stupid?" Xiong Wei said depressively: "This Hong Dali is really called Dali, this strength is really his grandmother's big ~ IndoMTL.com~ give you a punch you must lie down! Don't say it, hurry back Report to the young master!"
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The Dynasty Hotel.
"Young Master, Xiong Wei, they failed." The bodyguard carefully reported to Wuben Guanghui: "Xiong Wei found great strength in Hong Dali. He lost badly, even the car was exported, and he was smashed, and then Was sold scrap iron."
"Ba Ga!" Wuben phoenix jumped violently: "These two wastes, one Hong Dali can't beat them, why should they be used?! Tell them to get out, and don't appear in front of me again in the future!"
"Received!" The bodyguard quickly agreed, and asked again: "The young master, let's next..."
"Immediately start publicizing Min Feiyao's concert!" Wu Benguang said slowly: "Since Wu is not good, then we will change the text! This time, we will thoroughly press Hong Dali in the entertainment circle, called He will never look up again! Go!"
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