Taking over the only chair in the yard, Master Xiong sat upright on the chair with a golden sword, holding a white copper hookah in one hand and sucking it one by one, but with the other hand, he gently stroked the big golden fur standing beside him, staring at Xiangyouyou and Master Na Jiu standing opposite him.

And beside Mr. Xiong, the fake monk who finally put down the pile of groceries in his hand was holding a paper media in a flattering manner. When he saw Mr. Xiong approaching the copper hookah in his hand, the fake monk immediately ignited the paper media in his hand and brought the paper media with the light yellow flame to the tobacco pot that had just been filled with the hookah.

From time to time, the fake monk glanced at the calm-looking Xiang Youbao with a squinted eyes, but immediately changed into a flattering smile, nodded and bowed to Mr. Xiong.

After getting enough to smoke, he knocked the fake monk's arm with the white copper hookah in his hand. Master Xiong squinted his eyes and looked at Xiang Youbao: "Tell me, what's wrong with this?"

He clasped his fists at Master Xiong, and Xiang Youbao said loudly, "One is willing to fight this matter, and the other is willing to be beaten, and no one can rely on anyone! The chicken will win every battle in my hands, and it will become a plague chicken in this master's hands. It's like grabbing a knife in Master Xiong's hands, and it can kill and kill, but if it is on the hands of a chef, then you can only cut melons and vegetables! Could it be that this is still the knife's name?"

Before the fake monk could speak, Mr. Xiong's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were fiercely lit, and he shouted coldly at Xiang Youbao: "This is dead, and you dare to talk to you Mr. Xiong, pretend to be stupid?!"

Looking at the green-skinned gangsters behind Mr. Xiong who rolled up his arms and sleeves and clamored, Xiang Youbao clasped his fists again without panic: "Since Mr. Xiong, you have asked just now, what's going on? Then... please tell me the way?"

He raised his hand and handed the white copper hookah in his hand to the green-skinned gangster beside him. While stroking the big golden dog at his feet, Mr. Xiong said to Xiang Youbao coldly: "It's okay, it can be considered a bachelor... Let's do it... Two roads - one is the one that fake monk signed a deadly detention certificate of 100 yuan in Hufang Bridge. You have to go and get it out! From tomorrow on, Zhushikou Eryanlailou Building, three days of water flowing water. When will the brothers on my pole be happy? When will this matter be finished?"

With a playful and weird smile on his face, Mr. Xiong pointed to the big golden fur at his feet and smiled: "This other way... Isn't your Huozhengmen claiming that there are no beasts in the world that cannot be tamed? Just this Xiaotian dog under his feet, if you can talk to it and let it go out and bring back a piece of Liubiju's small carrot, Mr. Xiong will be over now and will not be investigated again!"

Amid the loud shouts of cheers, the green gangsters suddenly shouted: "Boy, Mr. Xiong has given you two ways, choose one of them with silly?"

"Hurry up and kneel down and knock it on the shaking dog under Mr. Xiong's feet, and see if this shaking dog can bear your incense?!"

"Yanlailou has three days of water flowing water. Isn't it easy to prepare it? Please ask Mr. Xiong to show his face?"

I ignored the random shouting of the green-skinned gangsters behind Mr. Xiong. Xiang Youbao stared at the golden-colored big dog at Mr. Xiong's feet for a long time. Then, taking advantage of the clamor of the green-skinned gangsters to stop, he clasped his fists and smiled at Mr. Xiong, who was full of smugness and said, "I don't have the ability to pickle with this Xiaotian dog under your feet to go to Liubiju to pickle up pickles! But... I don't like to say that Mr. Xiong, you don't like to hear it. This Xiaotian dog under your feet is probably alive not long ago?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the green gangsters who were still clamoring were silent!

The green-skinned gangsters who worshipped the poles at Zhushikou all know that the big golden fur raised by Mr. Xiong was brought by a down-and-out old White Russian man when Mr. Xiong poked the poles and robbed them. It is said that it was a puppy from a dog raised by the Russian emperor, and it is really worth a lot of money.

The big golden dog with golden fur was also awake. On several occasions, before Mr. Xiong, who had just come out of the tobacco shop and came to his senses, the big golden dog with golden fur had already barked and pounced on him, holding the small sack in his hand and bit the swordsman who was invisible in the dark, was so bruised that he had saved Mr. Xiong's life!

If you really want to talk about it, Mr. Xiong really feels sorry for the people. Among the things, I am afraid that the most distressing thing is this big dog that never leaves him. Even a wild actor raised by Mr. Xiong kicked the big dog. The wild actor could even call Mr. Xiong, who had just gotten up from her, took off a few big teeth in his mouth!

This big dog cursed in front of Mr. Xiong, but it won't last long...

Before we knew it, the green-skinned gangsters staring at Xiang Youbao were all looking at a dead person jumping towards the gates of hell!

He gently stroked the golden hair of the big dog at his feet, and a layer of frost could be scraped off his face. He shouted to Xiang Youbao in a cold voice: "Hehe... I don't know when I will die, but I dare to say to count the life span of my Xiaotian dog?"

He looked at Master Na Jiu with a panic on his side with comfort. Xiang Youbao clasped his fists at Master Xiong who showed a fierce look and said, "If you want to know who can succeed on the street, then Master Xiong, you are a big shot! But if you want to know who fights the beast... If the people in my Huozhengmen dare to recognize the second place, no one in the world dares to recognize the first place! Otherwise... I will make a bet with Master Xiong?"

With a cold snorting, Master Xiong raised his hand and pointed at the eyes of Youbao, who was wearing only a pair of calf shorts: "Betting with you Master Xiong? Why are you?"

He spread his arms and Xiang Youbao replied happily: "The shaking dog under the feet of Mr. Xiong is precious. I really have nothing to take out to compare with this shaking dog! Otherwise... Master Xiong, you cut open the belly of your shaking dog. There is not a stone-like thing in its belly. If you don't bother Mr. Xiong, you can do it, and I will open it and lose your life to you, Xiaotian dog?"

He waved his hand to stop the cries and curses of the green gangsters behind him. Master Xiong shouted coldly at Xiang Youbao with a gloomy face: "Just just say you, are you thinking of letting Master Xiong kill the Xiaotian dog with you?"

He pointed to the big golden dog at the feet of Mr. Xiong, and said with confidence: "Think about it carefully, you, Xiaotian dog, have to say that you have not liked to eat for more than a year, right? In the past few months, have you, Xiaotian dog, easily refused to move your nest, and your lying down every day is getting longer and longer?"

Looking at Mr. Xiong's sudden gloomy face, Xiang Youbao pointed at the big golden dog with more and more certainty and smiled: "Just in the current weather, the Xiaotian dog at your feet must drink at least five or six bowls of water a day... Mr. Xiong, am I right? If you don't believe it, then reach out and touch your Xiaotian dog's belly to see if you can touch something hard?"

Master Na Jiu swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and with a nervous look on his face, he couldn't help but hide half of his face behind Xiang Youbao, lowered his voice and shouted in a hurry: "My nephew, what are you sucking in?! Why do you think there is not enough trouble?"

Neither obeyed Na Jiu's concerning question, Xiang Youbao simply took two steps forward, almost approaching Master Xiong's eyes, and said in a tight voice: "Just just heard from Master Xiong's brothers that Mr. Xiong had saved up another game at this year's autumn insect meeting? It's a coincidence that my uncle happened to serve a fighting scorpion at his hand, which would definitely win the insect king of this year's autumn insect meeting! I'm asking Master Xiong here for no reason - in the autumn insect meeting in previous years, how much lottery can Mr. Xiong get? I mean... Master Xiong, how much lottery can you get?!"

His eyelids suddenly raised, and Mr. Xiong looked at Xiang Youbao who was approaching him with a ferocious look on his face: "If... you took a look, what if you miscalculated the trick?"

With an open-minded smile, Xiang Youbao slowly hugged his arms in front of his chest: "Zhushikou, Sijiu City, this is the final decision of Mr. Xiong! I said just now that I would misjudgment the lifespan of the snarling dog under your feet, and I will lose my life! If I misjudgment the insect king of this autumn insect meeting will fall into whom... Mr. Xiong, isn't it what you saved up in this game? It's really at the critical moment when I missed it. Whoever loses wins, isn't it just a matter of your words?"

After staring at Xiang Youbao's eyes for a long time, Mr. Xiong suddenly turned his hand and pulled out a sharp little slap from his waist, and stabbed it into the throat of the big dog in everyone's astonished eyes.

In the sudden smell of blood, Master Xiong, who was covered in blood, cut apart the belly of the big dog in a few seconds, reached out to touch the belly of the big dog that was still struggling. In just a moment, Master Xiong held a hard rock wrapped in the fascia in his hand and stood up slowly from the chair.

He bowed to Master Xiong with a normal expression. Xiang Youbao pointed at the hard stone that Master Xiong grabbed in his hand and said, "My dear Xiong must have heard of this thing. Among the medicinal materials, this thing is called Dogbao. Like beef yellow, it is all the best medicinal materials!"

He raised his hand and threw the hard stone wrapped in the fascia in front of Xiang Youbao. Master Xiong shouted with a ferocious look on his face: "Okay! I can see that I, the snarling dog, have a dog treasure through my belly. Your kid's eyes are pretty neat! Today, Master Xiong will give you a lot of face... You all go out and wait outside the yard!"

He bowed to Master Xiong slightly, Xiang Youbao turned his head and said to Master Na Jiu who was dumbfounded behind him, "I have to ask Uncle Master Xiong to get a basin of water to clean up my hands! Master Xiong, the yard is too messy, let's borrow a step and talk in the room!"

Looking at Master Xiong who was covered in blood and heading towards the north room, Master Na Jiu couldn't help but grab Xiang Youbao who was standing sideways, and lowered his voice and shouted: "Why... my relative nephew, this person surnamed Xiong is really not a good person! Chao Qing said that they were all things that were digging out the graves of the household and kicking the widow's door, and said to him... This person said at least ten lives in his hands! You have brought such a disaster into the door, that's really..."

He also lowered his voice, Xiang Youbao nudes at Master Xiong who had already walked into the north room: "There are so many vicious beasts in the world, but there are always ways to subdue them, right? By hiding, there will always be no way to escape that day! It would be better to find a way to conquer the beast at once! Besides, we just said that we lacked the medicine of Qinglangbao, and the person surnamed Xiong came to the door to deliver a piece, which saved us a big deal!"

Looking at the blood-stained dog treasure on the ground and looking at Mr. Xiong who was looking around in the north room, Mr. Na Jiu stomped his feet helplessly: "My nephew, you are really a good apprentice taught by your master - you are very capable, more courageous than you are, and you are almost covering your body!"
Chapter completed!