Chapter 293 Who Stole My Clothes? !

The dozen or so King Wu who were sent by his own lady to collect debts were instantly dumbfounded.

What? They killed Xiao Lu?

wipe! It seems like they didn't even touch a hair on him, did they?

But there are really a lot of people in the capital of Nanzhao, and there are really a lot of people who have nothing to do. It was early in the morning, and it was just a shout, and it was already crowded with people.

Everyone's eyes were red, and they rushed towards them angrily. The Martial Kings said inwardly that they were not good, and they hugged their heads and prepared to run away.

bang——

There was a muffled sound.

The uncle who pulled dung passed by here, and he and his family pooled up a hundred taels of silver to bet. He thought he had lost all his money, but he got his principal back in the end. This uncle who pulls dung is a good man, to be honest, he is still thanking Boss Xiao for his kindness and virtue all day long. When he heard that Boss Xiao was killed, he was furious. When explaining, using the brute force of the warrior, he directly smashed the entire dung truck onto the leader Wu Wang.

Seeing the drum cart that was thrown towards him, King Wu didn't even think about it, he summoned his inner strength and slammed it with his palm.

It's no wonder that King Wu has no common sense. The key is that people of their status have never seen a dung truck in this life!

Originally, I thought that with such a little weight, I would be ashamed to lift them up and smash them. Is this looking down on them? Look down on them? Or look down on them?

It can be seen that with a palm strike, the barrel cart exploded instantly, and a large pile of yellow and white things sprayed out from the huge barrel, making a splash like a waterfall. It wasn't until the yellow-white waterfall fell on them that the bad smell erupted, and the Martial Kings reacted——

Grass! This is shit! ! !

"vomit--"

The crowd began to vomit one after another.

The Kings of Wu suffered such a great catastrophe in their lives, and their devastating mood can no longer be described as a day-a dog or a day-a Tibetan mastiff.

They are the sun-whispering dog, right? !

Roaring in grief and indignation towards the sky, the Martial Kings rushed towards the crowd.

Now that this is the case, it is better to be drenched in dung than to die.

Those who are not afraid of smell, come and kill them!

However, the Kings of Wu once again underestimated the wisdom of the common people and the weight of Young Master Xiao Luxiao in the hearts of the common people.

Seeing the people who were not afraid of the smell and continued to besiege them, the kings of Wu cried.

Water can carry a boat and capsize it. A martial arts master is great, but if you can kill dozens of people with a wave of your hand, how many thousands of people can you kill with a wave of your hand?

And this is still in Nanzhao, and what they are facing is the people of Nanzhao who have no power to restrain their chickens.

If you want to kill someone, once your identity is found out, you don't even need to think about it. The master will immediately kill them to make things better. There is absolutely no way out.

So this group of Martial Kings could only use their internal force to shake away wave after wave of civilians, and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to fly into the air and escape.

However, the Antarctic Continent advocates force, that is, ordinary people, many of whom are at the level of warriors. Although it can't be compared with Wu Wang, but the tall and tall ones can jump up and drag their feet down when the opponent is flying, right?

As a result, the hard-pressed Martial Kings were like inflated fat ducks preparing to flap their wings in the duckweed, always flying up and being dragged down, and then howled miserably one or two times. After that, it flew up again, was dragged down again, and howled once or twice miserably.

And so on and on and on...

Manpower is sometimes poor!

Finally, not long after, the group of King Wu hadn't run a kilometer before they were completely submerged in the crowd. Only one person, that is, the master of the peak of King Wu, the leader of this group of King Wu, covered in red and yellow, with serious injuries, finally managed to jump onto the roof and escaped.

Seeing this result, Lu Xiaoxiao and Ming Fang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, dumbfounded.

I wanted to arouse the anger of the people and give these people a lesson and beat them up, but the common people were too hard-working, so they confessed to more than a dozen Wu kings here.

And God really takes good care of her. When she was making out with Wuyan before but was disturbed by this group of people, Lu Xiaoxiao had the urge to water them all over with a dung truck.

She swore that she was just thinking about it, but someone actually watered them all over with a dung truck.

Lu Xiaoxiao looked up at the sky, showing a cute smirk.

God is so awesome!

She just knew that God would not let her be wronged for a good girl like her who saved the galaxy in her previous life, has character and integrity.

"Eat this and change your appearance again. Don't stay in the pharmacy recently. I will take care of the pharmacy by myself. If it is free, I will come to the old place to find you. You go first."

Ming Fang also knew that staying in the pharmacy could only be a means for the other party to attack Lu Xiaoxiao, so he didn't want to just drown in the crowd with the elixir.

Almost at the moment when the leader escaped, the officers and soldiers of the government rushed over from all directions.

Those King Wu who were buried in the crowd probably would have no way out even if they were not trampled into flesh. Lu Xiaoxiao dodged into the space, and then directly entered the ground from the space, chasing after the leader and the only escaped King Wu.

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Although King Wu left first, he was seriously injured, his whole body was still wet, and he couldn't run fast. Lu Xiaoxiao quickly followed the other party's footsteps.

Before, she couldn't see clearly when she was too far away, but now that she got a closer look, Lu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but gasped.

How tenacious this vitality is, the whole body is drenched in feces, not to mention, there is not a piece of good meat on the body. Now the blood is mixed with feces...

"vomit--"

Even if she was used to those disgusting and tricky people's methods, now that she saw the appearance in front of her, Lu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but retch.

When he came to the river, King Wu hurriedly jumped into the water regardless of his injuries. Having never been subjected to such torture in his life, King Wu vomited lonely and angrily while scrubbing himself.

Fifteen people came out, and he was the only one who went back, and he went back with bruises all over his body. The opponent's two rookie-level martial artists were not damaged at all. This makes him how to explain when he goes back?

After the soaking was almost done, King Wu took off the clothes that were too tattered to be counted as clothes and washed them carefully. After washing, he put them on the bank, while he continued to soak in the river water, washing the feces on every inch of the wound.

The clothes were placed next to him. Although he was injured, he could still be regarded as a superpower at the peak of King Wu in this mundane world. So this King Wu never thought that his tattered clothes would be stolen by an unscrupulous thief.

After cleaning, when he swam back to the shore to pick up his clothes, King Wu was dumbfounded.

"Who? Come out! Who stole my clothes?!"

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