SWDnovel Chapter 332 Hit It
Chapter 332 Hit It
The incomparably sudden change made everyone stunned.
Don't know what happened.
With such a huge advantage, Han Yan beat his head to the ground?
What is this operation?
Beat the ground open with your head and bury a bunch of people?
Everyone backed away in bewilderment.
The stall owner had lingering fears and did not dare to approach rashly.
Only Qin He made a move, and with a "snap", a firewood stick was quick, hard and accurate, and directly hit Han Yan's forehead, knocking him back who had just pulled his head out of the soil.
He also shouted: "Hit it!"
When Qian Wuliang saw it, his eyeballs almost fell out.
Brother!
You are so brave!
are you stupid
Is it stupid?
Why are you attracting firepower for no reason?
Everyone gasped, where did this freak come from?
It's okay to fight it, and we are in favor of it with both hands.
Don't use firewood sticks to beat you.
This thing can't hurt it a hair, it will only irritate it.
as predicted.
"Roar!"
Hanba roared, and his green eyes instantly turned red.
On the one hand, he stumbled inexplicably, hurt his self-esteem in disgrace, and more importantly, an ant smashed it with a stick.
stick?
Look down on who? !
Qin He took out a piece of firewood from the stove and took a closer look, oops, I'm sorry, it seemed too high-profile just now.
This is not in line with Ben Daxian's low-key personality and temperament.
So without even thinking about it, with a "whoosh", he stuffed the firewood stick in his hand to the shocked Qian Wuliang beside him.
Just at this moment, Hanba raised his head.
"I'm Nima~"
Qian Wuliang was so frightened that he almost cried out, this firewood stick is too hot!
Hmm...it's really hot. I just took it out of the furnace, and the fire is still burning at one end. Can it not be hot?
However, he had no chance to throw it away or give it back to Qin He, Han Yan's red eyes instantly locked on Qian Wuliang, his momentum rose and became stronger.
At this moment, Qian Wuliang is scolding her.
He has ten thousand "Your mother is well" wanting to greet Qin He.
If you are brave, you will be brave to the end, why are you cheating on me?
Doesn't conscience ache?
"Roar!"
Hanba roared again and rushed towards the crowd.
The momentum is stronger than before, but the target has changed from the stall owner to Qian Wuliang.
Qian Wuliang intuitively felt that his legs were stiff and he couldn't move his legs at all.
Ninth grade Hanba, just thinking about it is enough to make people feel desperate.
"Boom!"
However, at this time, the previous scene reappeared.
Han Yan rushed forward two steps, staggered under his feet, and fell to the ground again.
Because the momentum was too strong, there was another burst of dust.
Hanba was furious, struggling to get up, then got up, fell down, got up, fell down... stumbling, losing momentum for a while.
One leg suddenly became fast and flexible, making it impossible to balance.
"Hit it!"
At this moment, Qin He yelled again, swung the reclining chair on which the stall owner had crossed his legs, swung it round and slammed it on Han Yan's head.
"Boom!"
In Setsuna, the deck chair shattered into countless pieces.
It was really crushed, the kind that was finely crushed into bamboo and wood powder.
With nearly a thousand years of internal strength and Taoism, even if it is a reclining chair, its strength is terrifying.
Ever since, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the mighty Hanba's head, which had just been raised, was slammed back down to the ground.
Qin He's brave and fearless figure is like the god of war descending to earth.
It's just that the weapons are too casual, either firewood or reclining chairs.
"Niang Xi~"
The stall owner looked at Qin He in shock.
As soon as a master made a move, he knew whether there was one. The strength of Qin He's blow made him have to re-evaluate this master recruited by a hundred taels of silver.
This is an encounter with a land god.
It's just that I feel sorry for my reclining chair made of golden nanmu and dragon scale bamboo.