Happy Little Mayor

Under this circumstance, Pharaoh would never give in. If he gave in, it would be a real counsel. New Zealanders have a strong violent gene. They look down on soft eggs and admire tough guys.

So the most popular sport in this country is the particularly brutal rugby game.

Zhuang Ding is more violent, without the commander's voice, it has turned fiercely to reveal fierceness!

The neck hair spread and stood up like a steel needle, eyes twinkling with cold light, lips grinning to the sides, exposing sharp and pale teeth, murderous: "Woo! Woo!"

The people around were startled by the mastiff, and Mundo hurried to him again, "Watch this dog!"

Wang Bo snapped his fingers, Zhuang Ding reluctantly closed his mouth and backed, he walked forward, someone stopped him, and said dissatisfied, "Don't make a mess?"

With a wave of his hand, the man was pushed straight away, Pharaoh stretched his fingers and said to the fat man: "Apologize to me now, it's too late!"

"Far-g-squid!" The fat man spit and thickened his sputum.

Wang Bo quickly reached out and grabbed the fat man. He tore his collar with his left hand and grabbed his belt with his right hand. He raised him with a roar and threw it out like a sack.

"Boom!" The fat man made a muffled sound on the ground, and then a chilling sound sounded around him: "His!"

Someone swallowed, "Shet, this guy is so powerful!"

Zhuang Ding flew out like a rocket with a fire on his buttocks, and rushed to the fat man in a hurry, his claws holding his chest just like a stepping stone.

The captain shouted, "Ah, play with him!"

Zhuang Ding faithfully executed the order, his claws held the fat man's chest, and his little **** was riding around on his waist. He shivered and roared.

"Hiss!" The louder sound of cooler breath sounded, as if someone had stabbed a tire full of air.

The fat man was thick and rough, and the ground was soft because of snow and water. When he landed, he returned to normal with a scream. He waved his hands to push away the strong man, and shouted in his mouth, "Go away! Get it out! "

Someone said sympathetically to him, "Sura, my dear brother, you have been dog-day!"

"It's miserable, this is a real dog-day!"

Mundo couldn't help crying and shouting, "What are you doing? Go and pull that dog away, okay, Wang, I apologize instead of Sura, and trouble you ..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Bo whistled, the Zhuang Ding reluctantly left, and shook his buttocks, very interested.

Not far away, a few **** eyes became green, watching Zhuang Ding drooling there.

The behavior of Zhuang Ding greatly panicked the farmer. Everywhere they passed, everyone conceded, fearing that an accidental fish in the pond would be killed by the dog.

The fat man got up angrily and shouted, "I want to kill you!"

Wang Bo rushed up quickly, volleying a split, the fat man couldn't respond, his shoulder was hit by lightning, a big split was hit on his shoulder, and his legs fell on his knees!

Staring at his eyes, Wang Bo screamed, "The Chinese are now Chinese a hundred years ago! We must pay the price for insulting us! Without apologizing, kneel to Lao Tzu!"

"Ahhh!" The fat man roared, waving his fist to hit his leg.

Wang Bo stepped back and waited for the fat man to stand up, kicking out like lightning, the rabbit kicked the hawk, and flew the fat man out of the air.

"Some kind of get me up!" The fat man turned red with anger.

Wang Bo backed off his hook: "Come, get up!"

Mundo and other farmers came up and wanted to pull the rack. Pharaoh reached out and stopped: "This matter is between the two of us and must be resolved by ourselves! Thank you for your kindness, but please respect us!"

The fat man wiped his mouth and took off his sweater to reveal his furry chest. He made a fierce expression and hammered **** his chest, posing a boxing posture and rushing forward while defending.

Wang Bo sneered, but the coach of the Paralympic Laozi Gymnasium was a boxing champion who had won a golden belt. Although Lao Tzu has not eaten pork but has seen pigs run, this flawless defense posture?

The world's martial arts are invincible, but they are not broken!

Wang Bo quickly moved to the side, and it looked like he was punching, but there was movement under his foot, and his right foot took a thunder on the fat man's calf with a thunder.

The fat man covered his head with his arms and shrunk to prepare for his heavy punch, but did not expect that the upper body did not feel the pain in the lower leg, and suddenly screamed with both hands to hold the leg.

Wang Bo rushed forward, grabbed his head with both hands and pulled it up, his knees whistling, and he suddenly pushed up!

The hard knee stopped in front of the big man. He pushed away the frightened big man and sternly said, "If you do something wrong, you must apologize! Not like a man! Hey!"

The big man was stunned by this series of artillery guns. After being pushed down to the ground, he did not stand up, crying in humiliation while covering his face.

The two farmers went up to help him, Wang Bo stared coldly at the group and said, "If you, like this sissy, are discriminating against the Chinese, then I don't need to participate in this meeting."

"As for what members are called, you can just remove them at will, and I won't bother you here."

Saying he wanted to leave, Hani followed slowly, holding his arms.

At this time Robber came up to stop him and smiled bitterly: "Hey, don't do this, Wang, we sincerely welcome your arrival. Damn, this is a misunderstanding, I swear, Sura is not a bad guy, he just feels bad now His farm lost a little, and he still has millions of loans in his bank! "

Another person came up and whispered, "It has nothing to do with you being Chinese. I admit that Sura is a little jealous of you, for a reason."

"You are a rich man, right? You bought Calf's Calf Farm for investment and didn't care about the harvest at all, but your farm was not affected by the snow disaster, and Sura wanted to run a farm so well, and the result ... ... "

Then, the man shrugged and made a regretful gesture.

Wang Bo did not care about this so-called farmer's association, but he was unwilling to offend people. In fact, after several incidents, he had fully realized the importance of connections.

With the steps down, he eased his face and said, "He shouldn't insult us Chinese. I admit that I have eaten a lot with my compatriots, but we are just like him in order to survive."

"Why did the guy work so hard to take care of the farm? Not for the survival of himself and his family, why did he say we are greedy? Has he tried to have four or five children but only one bread at home? He has tried to be hungry Does it feel like you can only drink water for two days? "

Rob came up and patted his shoulder, and said, "I say for Sula, sorry man, we shouldn't insult you and your country." (To be continued.)