A black doctor from a certain American comic

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"I'm Ge, you're pretending to be a ghost, get out of here!"

"My grandson, if you have the ability, stand up and have a taste of my uncle's long sword."

These people didn't dare to stand up to Mo Fei, but suddenly they had an outlet, and all the dirty words were directed at the new people who came to scold them.

"What a bunch of bastards, they dare to come to Yanziwu to cause trouble, and they dare to insult me, how brave they are!"

Bao BuTong felt very happy when he scolded others, but it was not so pleasant to hear others scold him.

But I saw a figure flying into the hall, extending its palm and inserting it into the sword bush.

In the blink of an eye, there was a snapping sound in the house.

But those who scolded the most fiercely were all slapped in the face by Bao BuTong.

"Brother Bao!"

When A'Zhu and A Bi saw it, their faces couldn't help showing joy.

There is a person sitting upright on the chair in the middle of the hall. He is a thin, middle-aged man, very tall, wearing a gray cloth robe, with a surly and stubborn look on his face.

"I'm so proud of my bullshit, I still think I'm some kind of peerless master, haha, that's it," Bao BuTong, a native of Zu'an, laughed.

"Brother Bao San!" Wang Yuyan saw Bao BuTong and asked with a smile: "Do you know where my cousin has gone?"

"The young master came down from Shaolin and had to go to the Beggar Gang to explain Ma Dayuan's matter. It's really troublesome." Bao BuTong scolded: "There must be some bastard who has trouble with 'Gusu Murong' and is secretly hurting others and making others angry." Write all these accounts in Gusu Murong's account."

As he spoke, Bao BuTong glanced at Mo Fei coldly, and suddenly flew up with his left leg, wanting to kick Mo Fei into the air: "You kid, you are so ignorant, how dare you stand so close to your cousin? To tarnish my cousin’s reputation”

Bao BuTong and other subordinates of the Murong family almost all regard Wang Yuyan as their future mistress. Now Bao BuTong sees that Mo Fei and Wang Yuyan are standing almost touching each other. Isn't that the same as dyeing Murong Fu's head with color?

His heart was filled with anger, and he wanted to teach Murphy a lesson on the spot, letting him know what the rules were!

Mo Fei looked at Bao BuTong expressionlessly, then slowly stretched out a hand, spread his fingers, and looked towards Bao BuTong.

Facing Mo Fei's false grasp, Bao BuTong's expression immediately changed. With his ability as a quasi-first-class master in the martial arts world, he could vaguely see that Mo Fei's false grasp was both clumsy and skillful. It seemed inconspicuous, but it was actually hidden. Great horror.

I didn’t expect that I would bully a pretty boy casually, but he would still be a tough guy.

"No, I can't embarrass Murong!"

Bao BuTong roared in his heart and exploded his true energy, spreading to his limbs and bones, increasing his strength.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, the strength in his body melted away in front of Mo Fei like ice and snow in the scorching sun.

It felt like I was being targeted by a ferocious beast.

Wave after wave of energy was like a continuous wave, pressing towards him like an overwhelming force.

So in the end Bao BuTong could only look at Murphy's hand in despair, slowly reaching towards him, unable to stop it at all.

Therefore, in the sight of everyone, Murphy took action and grabbed Bao Tingtong's back of the neck easily, like an eagle catching a chicken.

"Gusu Murong hehe..." Mo Feifei said with a smile.

"No, no, Bao BuTong is inferior to others in skills and has nothing to say, but he is definitely not inferior to you, Gusu Murong." Bao BuTong said hard.

"Uncle Master, please be merciful!" Wang Yuyan said quickly: "Brother Bao San is just being harsh on words. In fact, he is a good person. You must not hurt him."

"Generally speaking, if someone wants to do something to me, they must at least have fewer parts on their body." Mo Fei glanced at Wang Yuyan and said, "But for your sake, Yuyan, I will break the rule and ask him to be respectful. Just give me an apology, it’s not a embarrassment to him."

"Brother Bao San, just apologize to my uncle!" Wang Yuyan quickly looked at Bao BuTong.

"No, no, Bao BuTong can drop some parts on his body, but there is no way he will admit his mistake." Bao BuTong insisted.

Bao BuTong loved to argue with others throughout his life and would never admit his mistakes.