Chapter 28 Chapter 27 Want to wash your hands?

Zhang Haoran said: "Er Dongzi, look at you, do you still remember the little things in the cell? How long has it been? Besides, we also knew each other before, although we didn't have a deep friendship, it was okay. Isn't it?" "It's really not that matter, that little thing is really nothing." "That's it, come on, have a drink." "That's nothing to worry about, but you know the relationship between me and Zhuzi. I can't be with you all day, right? When Zhuzi comes back, what will you think of me?" "Where is the pillar now?"

"..." Er Dongzi said nothing. "Actually, how much enmity do I have with Zhuzi?! There is no enmity. I will chat with him when he comes back. Now, I want to do something big." "What's the big deal?" "Damin and Ermin told me when they came back last night. They said that you don't want to hang out with anyone, right?" "Yes, I don't have the habit of hanging out with others." Er Dongzi spoke very well. "I want to cooperate with you." "Why cooperate?" "Clivia's business in Changchun is doing well now. You are in charge of getting the flowers. If you get the flowers, I'll pay for them. How about it?"

"Flowers? How do you do it?" "steal." "I washed my hands." "Come on, can you wash your hands?" "I really washed my hands." Hearing the last four words Er Dongzi said, Zhang Haoran was finally annoyed, and put his chopsticks on the table with a "snap": "Er Dongzi, you are really shameless." "Who wants your face?!" Er Dongzi's voice became louder.He came because he wanted to fight, but Zhang Haoran's words were more decent just now, so he couldn't do anything. Zhang Haoran stood up abruptly: "Okay! You want to wash your hands, right!? I washed you clean today!"

Hearing the noise in the room, Zhang Haoran's disciples in the courtyard also surrounded the window. Bandit Hao, who was devouring food, finally put down his chopsticks, and slowly reached for his trouser pocket.There is a three-edged scraper in his trousers pocket. Usually, in order not to hurt his thighs and scratch his clothes, the three-edged scraper is wrapped in a broken paper shell. Wang Luoguo and Zhang Laoliu also stood up. Bandit Hao suddenly pulled out the three-edged spatula with his right hand, rolled the paper shell with his left hand, and stabbed at Zhang Haoran with all his might.Zhang Haoran had been on guard for a long time, and deftly dodged backwards, dodging the punch.It seems that bandit Hao has long wanted to stab Zhang Haoran with a knife, but he just wanted to eat something delicious and then stab Zhang Haoran, which would be more cost-effective.

Bandit Hao kicked over the table and stabbed at Zhang Haoran with a knife.Zhang Haoran hid again, he had already reached the corner of the wall, and there was nowhere to hide.Bandit Hao stabbed the third time, but before he could reach Zhang Haoran, who had nowhere to go, his wrist was firmly grasped by a hand like an iron hoop, and he couldn't move at all. Bandit Hao looked up and saw Wang Luoguo's unshaven face.After all, bandit Hao is also a genius in street fighting. After his right arm was caught and killed, he immediately kicked his leg when he knew something was wrong.But before the kick kicked, Wang Luoguo's right elbow punched him hard on the chest.Bandit Hao's chest seemed to be hit by a huge boulder, and he suddenly felt stuffy, his eyes darkened, and he couldn't breathe.But bandit Hao is still conscious, with the spatula still in his hand, and he wants to stab Wang Luoguo who is close at hand.Wang Luoguo repeated the move just now, and it was the same elbow punch, which hit bandit Hao in the chest again.Bandit Hao's eyes went dark, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

No matter how good Bandit Hao was able to fight, he could only fight. When he met a kung fu master like Wang Luoguo, he couldn't even fight back. Er Dongzi just wanted to help bandit Hao, but 5 or 6 strong men with various knives had poured in from outside the door, forcing Er Dongzi back to the window. Quickly, he kicked out 3 or 4 plates on the ground one after another, temporarily blocking them, but Er Dongzi didn't have anything in his hands, and he was leaning on the window sill, waiting to be stabbed. In desperation, Er Dongzi finally resorted to his unique technique.