Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

"What are you talking about?" Hearing the words, Guan Hengquan, who had gritted his teeth, was about to go and beat them. Who knew that the other party had taken out a Browning cannon, and Guan Heng immediately turned his head and walked away. After drilling through the hole in the big wall, he shouted, "Uncle, actually use a firearm to hang ?! Master, I won't play with you!"

"Stop! Little sister-in-law!" The main brother and brother of this house chased after they pulled their legs, and they shouted in unison: "Damn! I have to teach you hard!"

But Guan Heng's speed can be described as swift and incoherent. When the two were busy drilling through the wall hole, Guan Heng had long since hid in the corner of the storage room and disappeared!

"Hey, where will this kid hide?" The younger brother's eyes flickered as he looked at the debris in the room.

"I don't know, there are too many things here!" My brother replied, "This kid can just find a place to **** up, but I have to find him!"

"Quick search-" my brother shouted, and the two brothers immediately started the carpet-like search process!

"Boss, have you seen him?" Suddenly when he saw his brother stopped, he asked anxiously, "Is this kid hiding in front?"

"No, no! Be more careful as you move forward!" Said the sly and cautious brother, "I think it's better for us to be careful. Who knows if the kid will suddenly jump out for a surprise attack?"

"Look!" His brother with wide eyes and a panicked face exclaimed abruptly: "The metal armor in front is moving! Could he be hiding in it?"

"Hmm! Tintin--" the brother shouted, "Come out, I see you!"

"Hey, my dear boy, do you think you can be safe if you hide in your armor?" The elder brother stunned the Browning cannon in his hand, and then sneered: "Unfortunately, I have seen through Your little trick, you've been spotted, get out of here, little slip! "

"I counted three, and you came out quickly, otherwise I would shoot, one ... two ... three!" He shouted a few times and no one answered, and he couldn't help but be embarrassed and anger and ran up: "Little cub, go Yours! "

"Pha-" A bullet squirted out of the barrel of the gun, hitting the armor as a chest without bias. "Squeak-ho!" The bullet cup was blocked by the metal armor and changed its direction, hitting the bend. The diagonally opposite side of the gong.

"Dangdang--" The hit gong kept ringing, and suddenly Heng Heng, who was hiding under the table where the gong was placed, was shocked. He suddenly rolled forward and hid behind a large pillar!

At this moment Guan Heng couldn't help cursing: "Damn bullet! Do you really want the blind cat to hit the dead mouse?"

"Is there any reason, this little slider is not in the armor!" He kicked the pile of rusty metal shells, and his brother cursed angrily: "Go! Continue to search ahead!"

"But I heard those" Dangdangdang "voices just now ..." My brother whispered, "Are we not sure?"

"Stupid!" My brother scolded his brother: "You don't even think about it, it's the sound of bullets rebounding from the helmet plus the gong, it has nothing to do with that **** little slider!"

"Let's go!" The two scolded and grinned as they bowed and searched for Guan Heng's trail.

Guan Heng smiled slightly and walked away. Suddenly a cooing sound rang on his side, scaring Guan Heng and shrinking his neck, he went directly under another table!

"Coo, coo--" The voice sighed for ten seconds before stopping.

"Ball! It's a **** cuckoo ringing!" The two brothers just looked at it from a distance and immediately turned away in disdain.

"Wow! Good luck!" Guan Heng caressed his chest, sighed with relief, and suddenly stumbled. He turned out to be a picture frame of oil painting, and its edges were tangled with a mess of rope. Off toe!

"Fuck the rope!" Guan Heng hurriedly lifted his feet, and the picture frame also moved. When he slammed into a three-legged stool next to him, a big colored urn on the side fell directly towards the door of the cross-section!

"Pop!" Guan Hengxi stretched out his hands and gently supported the big cock. At this time, there was no sound. He just wanted to push the big **** back to the original position of the three-legged stool. Who knew that the accident happened suddenly!

It turned out that there was a loose round lid on the large salamander. After a series of accidents that hit the salamander just now, it suddenly fell down!

Guan Heng held the cymbal, and there was no third hand to pick up the round lid, so he watched the lid fly over his head, and slammed it on the drum surface of the opposite drum! The deafening noise was inevitable, and it immediately alarmed the two hunters!

"Well! What's going on ?!" The host brother and brother who were searching for a dozen meters away, looked up and saw Guan Heng, who was helping Dasao!

"Hey, two are good!" Hand in hand, Guan Heng smiled embarrassedly, he said, "I'm going, Lu. Lu is gone!"

"Little cub! Let's see where you are going this time!" When I found the hard-to-find target, the two of them flew in flames!

Guan Heng kept doing it forever, and threw Dasao at the two hands with both hands: "Go to yours! Blossom all over!"

"No, hurry up!" My brother shouted, pulling his brother away from the big cricket, crackling, and the big cricket fell to the ground and smashed!

Guan Heng took advantage of this opportunity to shrink back, disappear again, and plunged into the pile of junk again, it was more difficult to find him!

"Hateful! Smelly boy is too cunning!" The owner and brother of the house, each holding a gun and a spear with a metal armor in their hands, continued to look for Guan Heng aggressively. They could not help cursing in their mouths, and from time to time they fiercely dealt with the debris Destroyed, as if to scatter anger on it!

"Pop!" A broken mirror with a spear flying straight flew straight to the noodle door hiding in the dark. He was forced to do nothing, and his head escaped from the broken glass that almost caught his eyes, but this time Completely violent again. Revealed his whereabouts!

"Haha, you can't run now!" The owner and brother of the house chased after him like a wolf.

Guan Heng saw that the other party was so fierce. Although he could venture to fight empty-handed in the past, he thought for a while that there was no need to fight with the guy who held the cannon to increase the risk factor, so he ran away a few times, at all. Don't go to fight with the brothers!

"Bang-bang ---" The owner's brother shot three shots in a row, breaking Guan Heng's colorful paint pan on a row of shelves along the road, but he didn't even get a sweat!

"Abominable, this kid's movements are slippery than loach!" The host's brother and brother threw his arms in a rage, and the spear in his palm flew to Guan Heng vest. "Hoo--"

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