World Tibet Bureau

The little pony was trembling all over after being patted by him, and immediately turned to get the mineral water.

Two bottles of mineral water are delivered.

The old pheasant opened it all at once, and fell down.

But no matter how he rubbed it, there was no legendary word "Yan" on the hat.

The old pheasant stood there holding the fake hat, looking as if he had been struck by lightning.

A witness frowned and said, "Boss Xiong, there is no alum glue writing on this hat at all. You are wrong in your judgment."

Hearing this, the old pheasant twitched wildly at the corner of his mouth, and glared at the witness viciously.

The witness seemed a little frightened, and involuntarily took a few steps back.

From the bottom of the pit came the vigorous laughter of Miscellaneous Hades.

"The treasures made by Yan have never used the methods of ancient treasures and modern characters!"

"All the people above listen, today I will tell you the truth! The real identification basis of the Mian'an Emperor's Hat lies in the timing of the hat's appearance! The Tang Dynasty banned copper, and the Mian'an Emperor's Hat is a symbol of the country. Not knowing how to wear a copper hat, this is the real basis for identification!"

"An ignorant person actually used the secret words hidden by the alumni as a basis, but couldn't find the words. It's a joke in the world! Hahaha!"

After hearing this, several witnesses were suddenly enlightened.

"This approach is absolutely perfect!"

"It's really amazing, the identification basis is not inside the treasure, but outside the treasure."

"Boss Yan deserves to be the number one in miscellaneous items in East China. He is really amazing."

"..."

These people are actually scumbags.

Before coming here as witnesses, Lao Pheasant must have said hello in advance, and they must have thought in their hearts that Yan Wang would definitely lose.But now that the answer to the mystery was revealed, they began to lean towards Yan Wang's side.

Because, whether it is Yan Wang or Lao Shanji, their forces are not something they can offend.

To whom specifically.

It's all about the end result.

But in fact, they don't know at all now that Lao Shanji has set up many ambushes, and today's purpose is to put Yan Wang to death.If they know this situation, it is estimated that they have another attitude.

After the old pheasant recovered from his bewilderment, he glanced at Xia Xi viciously.

Xia Xi's face was disheveled and innocent, with an expression that I don't know why.

The old pheasant suddenly became abnormal.

He laughed maniacally again, and the laughter lasted for five or six minutes.

Since then.

The old pheasant's face sank immediately, his ears shook extremely quickly, and he said sharply: "Damn it! I'm making an eye shot?!"

"All right, all right, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, you put down the grand master's chair and pull the old guy up!"

"Let's give him a knock later, and see if the old guy can stand it!"

Several witnesses nodded upon hearing this.

"Boss Xiong keeps his word and rules, and he really is a hero among the real people, admiration!"

"Today we also saw a wonderful flying pit game, which was an eye-opener."

Under Xia Xi's leadership, several subordinates next to him quickly tied up the grand master's chair and put it down.

Yan Wangruo is now sitting on the grand teacher's chair. When the chair reaches the top of the pit, those brothers will definitely take advantage of the iron pillars to tamper with the rope.

At that time, Yan Wang will surely fall to his death.

suddenly!

The rope shook violently.

There was a "click" sound from the bottom of the pit.

It should be that the teacher's chair was smashed!

Yan Wang said loudly: "This old man only accepts prostrations from heroes!"

"A bunch of pugs worship me, I think it's dirty!"

"Xiao Zhong, knock down that iron pillar!"

"If the old man wants to go up the pit, he must use the clean rope from Yan's family to go up the pit!"

Hearing this, Little Hubao Red Flower Bell immediately turned around, let out a whistling sound, quickly raised his foot, and kicked ferociously at the upright iron pillar.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"

Continuous and non-stop four-foot strike.

The iron pillar was crumbling at first.

Since then.

There was a "click" and it fell down.

The people next to him jumped away in fright.

Lao Pheasant and the others were completely dumbfounded.

They never expected this to happen.

Several witnesses also stood aside.

After the old pheasant came to his senses, his face was twisted ferociously, and he cursed: "Damn it! The old man doesn't follow the rules of the world! I'm angry. If I don't come up, I'll just stay down there and throw a stone at me!"

People have accepted the challenge, don't ask you to kowtow.

This is the power of the winning side.

The old pheasant even said that people don't follow the rules of the world.

This is shameless to the extreme.

When the subordinates heard the words, they lifted the stones beside them one after another, and rushed into the Feisheng Pit.

Seeing this, Xiao Zhong quickly pulled out the red stick from his waist, and leaned down to fight.

Just a touch away!

On the hillside, the car lights suddenly turned on.

The extremely intense light shone on the eyes of those stone-lifters.

Everyone present was instantly blinded by the light.

"Old pheasant, dead liar!"

"Old Pheasant, pay me back!"

Strong Sichuan-Chongqing accent.

The motorcycle roared.

Several motorcycles rolled down from the hillside and rushed towards Lao Shanji and others.

Seeing this, the subordinates who lifted the stone turned pale with fright, and ran away one after another.

The old pheasant reacted very quickly, probably knowing that he had met someone who was seeking revenge or intercepting the game, so he took out his whistle and blew it violently.

At the same time as the whistle was screaming, the old pheasant was also punched by San Heizi, who was leading the way on a motorcycle, and screamed miserably. He became dizzy and almost fell down.

San Heizi was extremely brave. He rode the motorcycle with one hand, and with the other hand he pulled the old pheasant onto the motorcycle, and ran down the mountain hula la.

The change is between lightning and flint.

too suddenly!

Even Xiao Zhong, the protector of the red flower, was stunned.

Seeing this, Xia Xi was furious: "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Save brother Ji!"

The few of us followed Xia Xi, chased those motorcycles, and ran forward frantically.

at this time.

Because of the old pheasant's whistle just now, all the people he had placed in an ambush at the foot of the mountain ran up the hillside to surround the motorcycle.

But San Heizi and the others were not afraid at all, and the motorcycle rushed straight forward. After a few screams, San Heizi and the others tore open a gap, galloping forward like a wild horse.

"Brother Xia, what should we do?!"

"Don't worry about that old thing, it's important to save Brother Chicken, all chase after me!"

A group of people started to run forward regardless of their care.

This is the battle song of the night!

The slopes are relatively gentle.

Sanheizi and his motorcycles are so fast, how can we catch up?

In a blink of an eye, even the taillights could not be found.

"Brother Xia, Brother Chicken is gone!"

"Nonsense! I'm not blind! Run as hard as you can, go down and get in the car to chase after me!"

Everyone raised their feet and ran forward again.

Xia Xi and I pretended to be out of breath, ran a few steps slower, and dragged ourselves to the end.

But there was a miserable cry coming from the front.

The group of people all slipped and fell to the ground, and the sticks and other weapons in their hands fell one after another.

Watermelon rind and slippery liquid all over the place.

Many people suddenly appeared from the nearby woods.

There was a soft drink.

"This group of people bullied my dad, beat them up!"

Yan Xiaoyue, who had been hiding and not moving, appeared with someone.