According to the coordinates of the previous news I got on the ghost, this tiger secret is near here.

I’m here to find the Tiger Coast.

Cao Jia's method of counting secrets cannot be used to calculate this general secret, so he had to step out on the dragon's plate.

That evening I turned around and went to the Great Food Street.

Sitting on a small stand, I drank a little beer, asked for a few strings, and looked at the beautiful women while strung there.

It is now summer, the beautiful women on the street are not wearing much, and the beautiful women with Mao Guo genes are all long legs, but they are really particularly eye-catching.

Just when I was there squinting to enjoy this quiet time, suddenly, not far away, the two groups did not agree.

And the reason for doing it is very simple, it is nothing more than what you see.

Both groups were carrying tattoos, and one of them had a sweater, and there was not a tattoo on the whole body.

There are few strong men in the sweater, so they will soon be under the wind.

The man who had the sweater suddenly roared, picked up a long watermelon knife, and began to play with each other.

And the other side is also not afraid to die, there are folded stools, there are pick-up skewers, and this sweater strong man hit.

The diners all around me fled, but I was still the old god eating stanzas and drinking wine there.

Thinking that these people are really idle, for a little thing to do is to do so.

But I also did not intend to take care of this kind of idleness, everyone's life is their own, only their own responsibility.

Just as the two of them were unable to fight, and several people had already seen the blood, suddenly a child shouted, "Don't fight."

The child was also four or five years old, but this cry was very angry.

The two groups were shouted by the child, but also a moment, and then began to fight.

The little boy shouted again, "Mom said it was wrong to fight."

The two gangs immediately stopped their hands, and the sweater man turned to stare at the child and said viciously: "Go to your mother."As soon as this was said, the sweater man's body suddenly caught fire.

His skin-skinned shrimp was all burned with fire, and he rolled on the ground in pain, but the fire showed no sign of extinguishing it.

The sweater man was burned to ashes in the fire, and the air was full of a smell of odor.

The mixed people who were fighting saw the horror of the sweater man, and they all vomited and spit away.

At this time, a middle-age man stood up and said indifferently, "Whoever is gone and who dies."

He didn’t have much of a deterrent to say, or someone turned around.

But he ran less than three meters, and his body was like the sweater man, and he cried out with a fire.

He screamed, grabbed the beer left by the guests on the table and fell on his body.

But this beer had no way to put out the fire, and he was burned alive into a cloud of ash.

The rest of the mixers were all scared of urine, and a few of them were really scared out, everyone was wearing less this summer, the yellow liquid was tickling down, and there was a circle of wet under one's feet.

The middle-age man snorted coldly to the little bastards who were too scared to speak: "Just now my young master was kind advice, how dare you not listen, but you still want to go away like this?" 」

A confused man asked, “So... what do you want?”

"Leave yourself one ear, and then apologize to the young master."

You see me, I see you, everyone won’t do it.

At this time, there was a confused and intelligent, biting his teeth and suddenly took out the knife, he really cut off his ear, and then went to the child, knelt down in front of the child, knelt down and knelt a few heads to the child and said: "Young master, I'm sorry."

The child waved his hand and said, "If you know the mistake, you'll change, you're fine."

The little bastard seemed to have been amnestied and hurried up.

The little boy said, "Wait."

This little bastard almost cried, and did not dare to listen, standing in front of the child, his body was trembling.

The little boy looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Fub, take his ear."

The middle-age man named Fube took out a little medicine, took the last of the medicine, took the little bastard, sprinkled it on his ear, and said, "Yourself is safe."

The little bastard estimated that he would not believe that his ear would be so connected, but he did not dare to disobey the fubbling order, and put his ear on the last part of the medicine.

In a moment, the blood on his ears stopped, and his ears were as good as they had grown, but the little bastard did not look in the mirror, and his ears were a little crooked.

The crook with his ears asked the child, “Can I go?”

The child waved, “Let’s go.”

The little bastard ran away, and I don't think he dared to be a mess in his life.

And the rest of the little bastards looked at the crooked ears so easily and passed so easily, so they all became hard and cut off their ears.The child glanced at these ears and said to the fubber, "Series together, and bake it."

Fober respectfully picked up an iron signature of a barke and baked all his ears.

There are also some cumin and chili noodles.

These bastards have their dead hearts, one by one, and blood flowing out of their fingers.

The little boy said, "You can go, learn later."

The bastards ran away at once.

At this time, I also got up, drank the wine, and threw the money on the table to leave.

“Come here.”The little boy pointed at me and said.

I was a little surprised, and this little boy let me go.

“What is it?”

“Why didn’t you just feel brave?”The kids seem to have some opinion on me.

“Seeing the courage?Where is righteousness?”I said, "It's two little bastards fighting, where's the meaning?"Without righteousness, why should I?”

“Audaciously.”The child patted the table with small hands.

The middle-aged man, Fu Bo, came to me and said, "How dare you make our young master angry and die."

He raised his hand and a fire came to me.

This fire is colorless and transparent, just now he used this fire to burn the two little bastards to ashes.

I put my hand on it and the fire was extinguished.

Then I turned to the child and said, “Who are your children, why is it so unreasonable?”Do you think you are doing good?”

I pointed to a cloud of ashes on the ground and said, "They fight, naturally have the law to control, and fight crime will not die, now you kill the two of them, you are wrong?" 」