Chapter 149 Half a catty of 82!

Chapter 149: Half a pound!

With the help of Oscar's recovery sausage, Ma Hongjun's physical condition improved a lot, and the three of them walked into the cafeteria.

In the cafeteria, Dai Mubai was sitting there eating and drinking.

"Holy shit, fat man, what did you do?"

Seeing Ma Hongjun's embarrassed look, Dai Mubai was also startled.

His temper was much hotter than Tang San's, it was just that his strength couldn't keep up with his temper.

He suddenly stood up from the chair, his evil eyes glaring with anger.

Ma Hongjun said with a sad face:

"Boss Dai, you have to make the decision for your brother. You see, they beat me so hard that even my handsome face is distorted. This will make me unable to pick up girls in the future!"

After Dai Mubai heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched several times.

hansome? ? ?

Are you serious? ?

But Dai Mubai also had his own thoughts. Whether it was about good friendship or whether he liked Ma Hongjun's talent, he still nodded extremely seriously.

Oscar chuckled.

"You still have a handsome face, but it's swollen like a pig's head. What's going on? Please tell me first."

Ma Hongjun pulled up a chair and sat down, then told what happened.

"I left in the morning and went to Soto City to solve my problem. When I got there, I found a golden phoenix in the grass nest. Just when I was about to call the little girl to solve the problem, Who knew that a wretched uncle would appear?"

"The guy looks to be in his forties, with a short head. At first glance, he seems quite honest, but if you look closely, you can see that the guy's eyes are filled with a silvery light. One of his hands is still bandaged with gauze, but it is very... You want to steal that little girl from me."

"I asked him at that time, uncle, your hands are like this, and you still come out to do it? What do you think he said? He actually said that I don't do it with my hands. I have seen wretched people, but I have never seen such wretched ones."

Although Tang San on the side wanted to say something half-hearted.

You only have three seconds left. Aren’t you tired of still thinking about all these things?

But after thinking of Yu Xiaogang's instructions, he finally didn't say anything.

Dai Mubai said:

"You started fighting with him later?"

The fat man puffed up his chest and said:

"Of course, he has bullied me. How can I bear it? Originally, I just wanted to drive him away, but who knew that this guy is also a soul master, and a fourth-level soul sect. I took me a meal and threw out the grass nest. What made me most unbearable was that he actually played my little **, saying that I was small. "

"As a man, how could I endure such an insult? Then I got up and started fighting him again, and then it became like this. You didn't see his arrogance. He was clearly not slapping his brother in the face. I am slapping you in the face, what relationship do we have, you have to make the decision for your brothers!"

"If I hadn't been practicing pretty well recently, I might have been beaten to the point where I wouldn't be able to come back."

Ma Hongjun was obviously beaten badly this time, especially the mental blow was very serious.

Tang San and the other three people frowned as they poured out tears and snot from their noses.

Tang San asked:

"What's that person's name?"

Ma Hongjun wiped his face with his sleeve.

"I heard the old bustard in the thatched cottage call him something unhappy. I guess it wasn't his real name."

"Aren't you happy? How dare a Soul Sect bully my brother? Come on, Fatty, lead the way. Let's go and see now. Xiao San, Xiao Ao, are you two going?"

Dai Mubai could understand the fat man's mood now. He had done a lot of jealousy in the past, but it was mostly just to take advantage. Ever since he stopped doing that, he had restrained himself.

What's more, the fat man was beaten so badly. Although he didn't seem to have any injuries, the man was still badly beaten.

Tang San nodded, always having a bad feeling in his heart.

"Let's go and see together."

As for Oscar and Dai Mubai, what they thought was much simpler.

In this kind of thing, it is actually impossible to say who is right and who is wrong, but there is no one who does not care for his own people.

If you don't take action when you see your brother being beaten, you wouldn't be a man.

Oscar smiled and said:

"Of course I want to go. I want to see who can be more wretched than our fat guy. Even if we can't beat him, with my mushroom intestines, we can still run away."

Ma Hongjun was overjoyed when he heard that the three people were willing to stand up for him.

"Good brother. Come on, let's go now. Maybe we can still block him. It's a pity that Brother Feng is not here, otherwise he will be scared to death!"

This is indeed true. If we say that the previous battle against Zhao Wuji had given them a more shocking shock.

So these three months of training have completely conquered them.

It's just too strong.

So strong that they didn't even have the slightest thought of catching up!

Everyone shook their heads together, not wanting to think about it any more.

Ma Hongjun also realized something was wrong. After saying that, he immediately jumped up, turned around and ran outside. It seemed that the injuries on his body no longer hurt.

Dai Mubai grabbed Ma Hongjun.

"No need to be in a hurry. You have to eat before you go so that you can have strength. By the way, can you tell me about that guy's martial spirit? As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle."

Although the fat man looked anxious, his stomach was really empty, so he sat down again. While everyone was eating dinner, Ma Hongjun told the story of how he was beaten.

"That guy is not tall, only about 1.6 meters tall. He has a dark face, as if he just came out of the coal mine. His martial spirit is very strange. It is not attack, defense or speed type. It feels like, It feels like..."

The fat man's eyes drifted to Tang San.

"It seems to have similar effects to Tang San's martial spirit, but its appearance is different."

Tang San and Dai Mubai looked at each other and said almost in unison:

"Control type soul master?"

The fat man nodded.

"It should be of the control type. His martial spirit looks like two semicircular covers, both about the size of steamed buns and pink. As soon as this guy summons the martial spirit, he puts it on his head. Don't mention it like that. How disgusting. When he fought with me, he used a total of two soul skills. The first soul skill was to enlarge the two covers to block my Phoenix line of fire. The second soul skill was to use two covers. One after another trapped my body.”

"The cover feels very flexible. I don't know what material it is made of. Even my phoenix flames can't destroy it. It binds me and wraps me up like a rice dumpling. Then I become his sandbag."

If Yun Feng were here, he would definitely be able to answer their questions.

I just don’t know how underwear appeared in this kind of world.

Perhaps it was something written by some unscrupulous author out of bad taste.

However, the appearance of this kind of martial spirit shows the diversity of martial spirits.

Not entirely composed of soul beasts.

There is a great power that makes me think!