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Lin Qingchen cursed secretly in her heart.

Hey!

Lock his throat and see if he can't kill him!

Although Wang Ba didn't pinch him very hard, the feeling of being restrained by the neck was very uncomfortable. Lin Qingchen raised his chin and cursed: "Bitch."

Wang Ba laughed, "Bitch? I like this word, I really like it when you scold me like that!"

Lin Qingchen: ...

"Hetui!" Lin Qingchen spat old phlegm into Wang Ba's face.

Wang Ba: "..."

"You pervert!" Lin Qingchen stared at him, trying to divert his attention, looking for an opportunity to attack, and continued to curse: "It's too ugly to go out if you are so ugly. If I look like you, I might just jump into the shit hole and die." Already!"

"Do you think you have a good smoky makeup? I think you smoked your head against the chimney. It's so black, and your hair is so tight, doesn't your scalp hurt? Look You don’t need to wait until the middle-aged hairline to recede and become bald with your big brain, it’s a proper Mediterranean!”

Wang Ba resisted the urge to pinch the person to death, and pinched Lin Qingchen's cheeks with the other hand to make people shut up, "Shut up, be good. Don't think that you will anger this protector!"

He stared at Lin Qingchen's forced parted lips with a smile, and said, "Look at your pretty little mouth, it's plump and moist, red and tender, it should taste good, I really want to taste it."

Extreme disgust flashed in Lin Qingchen's eyes.

Wang Ba approached slowly in a tormenting way, wanting to kiss Lin Qingchen's lips with his purple lips as if poisoned by snake venom.

Lin Qingchen suppressed his nausea, and slowly withdrew the electric shock baton from his waist.

Raise the head that wants to smash this thing.

"bump!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Wang Ba sent Lin Qingchen's electric shock baton flying.

"..."

Wang Ba proudly said: "Last time I suffered from this thing, do you think I will be fooled by it again? What a naive little furnace!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and Lin Qingchen was knocked unconscious by him unexpectedly.

The slender waist of the man in Wang Balou said lightly: "Last time, and last time, I have suffered so much from you. This time I will ask for it back with interest and squeeze you dry. Play you to death! Hahaha!"

The disciple who was getting out of the fight: "Monster, let go of our master!"

Wang Ba smiled disdainfully, looked down at the people below like looking down on ants, and said, "Am I stupid, let go of your head?"

Now that the man was in his hands, Wang Ba didn't have the mood to entangle here any longer, he carried Lin Qingchen in his arms and headed back home contentedly.

The disciples looked at each other.

"How to do......"

"How can we save the leader..."

"If the master falls into their hands, it will definitely not end well."

"What should I do?"

A disciple had a flash of inspiration, "I know who can save our Sect Leader! Sect Leader Su can save Sect Leader, Sect Leader Su seems to have always wanted to befriend our Sect Leader, and dotes on Sect Leader in every possible way. Generous!"

Some disciples who knew about it also agreed, "Yes, that's right! Let's go find Master Su!"

stand upright.

In the Sect Leader's Discussion Hall, Su Wuqi was discussing matters with the elders of the sect when a disciple outside the sect came in to report, saying: "Sect Leader, just now the disciples of the Hehuan Sect came to report that Sect Leader Lin was captured by the villain's Zuo Guardian. There are lives in danger..."

Before the disciple finished speaking, a flash of shadow passed by his side, so fast that it made people feel unsteady on their heels.

The people in the hall looked up, and there was a person above the head of the hall, who disappeared at some time.