"Wang Qingming, I didn't expect... Up to now, you are still so persuaded, it really makes people afraid to look directly."

Li Jiao stood there, her eyes full of contempt.

"Oh!"

Wang Qingming responded indifferently.

"I'm telling you, we have a big gift for you today, and you will surely be happy when the time comes."

As Li Jiao said, they blinked while looking at Zhou Meidan on one side, pretending to be playful.

Then, Zhou Meidan and the others burst into laughter. Of course, Wang Qingming didn't know what they were laughing at.

Finally waited until they all laughed enough.

"Is it all right?"

Wang Qingming asked blankly.

"Of course you can!?"

Li Jiao pulled her finger, then slammed her fist at Wang Qingming's face.

Did Wang Qingming's previous appearance all pretend, now he is still so weak.

But before Li Jiao's hand reached Wang Qingming's body, Wang Qingming kicked him on the stomach.

The whole person fell into the garbage dump.

Li Jiao sat in the garbage dump, covered with garbage, with some leftovers on her face, looking very embarrassed.

"Hit her!"

Li Jiao was going crazy, she didn't dare to touch herself now, she could feel that she was dirty enough.

Zhou Meidan hurriedly rushed towards Wang Qingming.

There are too many of them anyway, no matter what, Wang Qingming will always have nothing to do.

but! !

Before they touched Wang Qingming, they were beaten off by Wang Qingming's fist, one by one, as if by plane, all of them fell into the garbage dump.

Those who were so immortal fell on Li Jiao, a single person, just like a stack of Arhats.

It looks very ridiculous.

"Just you, that's it?"

Wang Qingming sneered.

A few of them huddled together, and then separated very embarrassedly.

They are all girls who love to be pretty. After getting out of this way, you keep slapping the dirty things on your body.

Wang Qingming jumped over again and beat them all. In the end, they all slumped on the ground, probably fainted.

At this time, Wang Qingming heard the sound of footsteps coming from a distance.

It sounds like a little bit of procrastination.

She stepped aside and went into hiding.

Because this alley is not the kind of straight line that leads to the end, it has that kind of twists and turns.

At this time, she saw the widower and appeared in front of him.

He was wearing a big pants with a white vest, as thin as a bamboo pole.

The look on his face was very dull, but those eyes were wretched.

His eyes were on the few people on the ground. Although Li Jiao and the others were all dirty, in the eyes of the widower, they were all young bodies, which were all very fresh.

"One, two, three, four, five... How come there are five girls, isn't there only one?"

The widower stretched out his finger, pointed at the people on the ground, and counted one by one.

"Hey...this girl, isn't she the one looking for me?"

The widower bent down and looked at Li Jiao who was lying on the ground. The expression on his face was very strange.

It seems to be struggling, and it seems that something is being contested deep in my heart.