The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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Old Zou wanted to catch the black man at the beginning, and was very miserable by Xiao Ke, so he knew the strength of Xiao Ke.

This sunset red sand is the baby that the old Zou Xinxin wants, and it is very good for him to cultivate. Unfortunately, Murong Yunfeng hides and squats like a baby on weekdays.

Old Zou pulled a little gram.

Xiaoke gave him a look: "What are you doing with the old man!"

The old Zou mouth was slightly pumped, but he still lowered his voice: "Small grams, come over."

Xiaoke impatiently yelled at him.

Old Zou’s voice was very low. He took a request with a sigh: “Would you like to gamble with him? I won you half of it, and the toilet does not need you to sweep.”

Old Zou knows the strength of Xiaoke, so he knows that as long as Xiaoke goes up, it is a steady win.

Xiaoke sneered: "I don't even see all the points, I still divide it in half. Are you funny?"

Old Zou grabbed his head and finally came up with a good idea: "Whether it is like this, I won you another Jinfeng Tiansha, this thing is not useful to you, but it can be useful to your sister. If you lose, the toilet I will help you sweep, you will earn money regardless of winning or losing, right?"

Jinfeng Tiansha? What about my sister?

Not waiting for Xiaoke to agree, Lao Zou made another condition: "If you win, you can not come to my class in the future, and give you a perfect score."

"As long as you swing your fist, is there such a good thing?" Xiaoke looked suspiciously at the old Zou.

Old Zou is absolutely out.

Hey, let me go! For you, it is a small thing to throw a fist, but for others, it is impossible to defeat the flight that is impossible to complete on Tuesday.

"You said, I dare to lie to you?" Lao Zou bitterly.

Chloe thought, also, this little old man, if Ganpian own, then beat him.

Xiaoke nodded and was about to jump on the battle platform, but Lao Zou pulled Xiaoke again.

"You are so annoying!" Xiaoke impatiently stared at the little old man.

Teacher Zou is also a respected master in this college, but in front of Xiao Ke, he was called to the old man.

Old Zou felt that Xiaoke called his little old man to be kind.

"Xiaoke, let's discuss something?" Lao Zou was embarrassed to squat.

"Come on." The little boy was black.

Old Zou said, "Well, can you win a little bit of difficulty? It is best to fight a few hundred rounds with each other. It is best to suffer another injury before you can barely win it... Is this good?"

"What?" Xiaoke looked at the little old man like an idiot.

Lao Zou lowered his voice: "There is still a good thing in the old man's hand. If you fly a fist to fly on Tuesday, then the good things behind will not be fooled..."

The teenager Xiaoke frowned and was thinking.

Lao Zou immediately took a dose of fierce medicine: "Is it possible that the old man who took out the next time is what your sister needs?"

The old Zou is to understand the pulse of Xiaoke.

This boy is very difficult to speak, but when it comes to the fall, he is the best speaker.

The younger gram cold eyes glared at the old Zou: "Really?"

"Children are not bullying!" Lao Zou raised his hands to guarantee.

"That's okay." Xiaoke wrinkled the beautiful eyebrows, jumped onto the battle table, stretched his face, and said seriously on Tuesday, "I wanted to shoot you with a fist, but I thought about it, or decided to spend two hundred. Call to defeat you, OK, don't talk nonsense, make a move!"

It’s a pitiful day, and Xiaoke’s words are all true.

However, everyone’s reaction is -

puff!

PS: Ten chapters are finished