The extremely sudden change made everyone confused.

Don't know what happened.

With great advantages, Drought actually used his head to beat the ground?

What is the operation?

Punch the ground with your head and then bury a group of people?

Everyone retreated while confused.

The stall owner was still scared and did not dare to step forward rashly.

Only Qin He took action. With a "bang", a firewood stick was fast, fierce and accurate, and directly hit Hanba's forehead, staggering him, who had just pulled his head out of the soil.

He also shouted, "Blow it!"

Qian Wuliang saw that his eyes were almost falling off.

Big brother!

You are so brave!

Are you stupid?

Are you stupid?

Why are you attracting firepower for no reason?

Everyone also took a breath. Where did this freak come from?

It's OK to hit it, we agree with both hands.

Don't use firewood sticks if you hit you.

This thing can't hurt a hair, it will only anger it.

As expected.

"roar!"

The drought roared, and the green eyes instantly turned red.

On the one hand, it was a miserable fall, which hurt its self-esteem in vain. More importantly, an ant smashed it with a stick.

stick?

Who do you look down on?!

Qin He pulled out a piece of firewood from the stove again and looked closely. Oh, sorry, it seemed too high-profile just now.

This does not conform to the low-key personality and temperament of this immortal.

So without thinking, he stuffed the firewood stick in his hand to Qian Wuliang, who looked shocked, with a "swish" sound.

Just then, Drought raised his head.

"I'm damn~"

Qian Wuliang was so scared that he almost screamed. This firewood stick was so hot!

Well... it's really hot. I just took it out of the furnace and was still on fire. How can I not be hot?

However, he had no chance to throw it away or give Qin He. His red eyes instantly locked in Qian Wuliang, and his momentum rose, making him stronger.

At this moment, Qian Wuliang was cursing.

He has ten thousand "Hello, your mother" who want to greet Qin He.

If you are brave, you will be brave to the end. Why are you cheating me?

Doesn’t your conscience hurt?

"roar!"

Drought roared again and rushed towards the crowd.

The momentum is even more than before, but the goal has changed from stall owner to money.

Qian Wuliang felt that his legs were stiff and he could not move his legs at all.

The ninth-grade drought worm, just thinking about it is enough to make people feel desperate.

"Bang!"

However, at this time, the previous scene appeared again.

After rushing forward for a few steps, he staggered and fell to the ground again.

Because the rush was too strong, another wave of dust flew.

Hanba was furious and struggled to get up, then, got up, fell, got up, fell... and staggered, and for a moment there was no moment.

One leg suddenly became fast and flexible, making it impossible for it to grasp balance at all.

"Blow it!"

At this moment, Qin He shouted again, swung the lounge chair where the stall owner crossed his legs, and slammed it into Hanba's head with a swing.

"Bang!"

In an instant, the lounge chair shattered and turned into countless pieces.

That's really broken, the kind of broken into bamboo and wood powder.

The power of internal strength and Taoist movement in the past thousand years is terrifying even if it is a recliner.

So, the arrogant drought was hit hard in front of everyone, and the head that had just been raised was smashed back to the ground.

Qin He's brave and fearless figure is like a god of war descending to earth.

The weapons are just too casual, either firewood or recliner.

"My grandma~"

The stall owner looked at Qin He in shock.

As soon as the master made a move, he knew whether he had any or not. The power of Qin He's attack forced him to look at the master who had been recruited by one hundred taels of silver again.

This is meeting the land god.

I just felt sorry for my recliner chair with golden nanmu and dragon scale bamboo.
Chapter completed!