Chapter 2178

"Let me, do you need it?" Li Zifeng sneered. "I don't need anyone to let me. I'm so powerful. Who needs a chicken to let me?"

"Do it, I'll let you!" said Li Zifeng. "You're just a chicken. At least I'm a person. Don't I make people laugh when I let you let me?"

The crit giggled.

"Oh, it said, don't let you. Let you talk less nonsense and do it quickly."

Li Zifeng's face is green. A chicken is so arrogant. Now he doubts that the favorite master of the translator is deliberately translating in a mess.

One man and one chicken suddenly began to do it.

Critical hit is really very powerful. It always likes to fly to other people's heads, so its first move is to fly to Li Zifeng's head.

Of course, Li Zifeng is not a good stubble. He doesn't give critical attack at all. He moves quickly and dodges the critical attack.

Critical hit moves more rapidly. Although it is a chicken, it attacks people very badly. It has its own tricks.

Mo Nan spoiled the live broadcast, and the people around him were in high spirits.

Lord Rong shouted, "fight slowly. It's boring if it's too fast!"

Critical hit: "cluck!"

Li Zifeng frowned and then attacked. Of course, he couldn't hurt the critical blow at all. There was no chance to touch it. He came and went, and the critical blow beat him several times.

Critical hit fight is actually very good-looking. Sometimes it spreads its wings and looks like playing Tai Chi.

The netizens in the live broadcast room watched it very exciting.

[can this chicken also play Tai Chi?]

[my God, are their chickens so smart? The chickens that went to college are really different!]

[the fight is also very fierce. He is an expert in chicken. He is also very long and has beautiful hair!]

[laughing to death, this chicken is so special!]

[I shouldn't say, but I'm curious about what the chicken tastes like and whether it's very delicious!]

[it's impossible to be delicious. I think this chicken is very strong. It's estimated that it's the kind of muscle that can't chew. It's estimated that it's very old and not suitable for eating!]

[that's not it. It must smell good?]

[what you are talking about is very dangerous. Are you not afraid of being hit by a critical blow if you continue to talk about this topic?]

Everyone was quiet for a moment. Everyone was afraid of being hit by a violent blow.

After all, Li Zifeng was badly beaten by the critical blow.

Although it was only a few minutes, Li Zifeng couldn't get any benefit at all. He was beaten all the time and looked like he was going to cry.

"How could you!"

"You are clearly a chicken!"

"I can't lose to a chicken. If I lose to a chicken, how can I live in the future? I'll be ashamed!"

Li Zifeng couldn't believe it. He continued to attack. Of course, he was beaten. The critical blow didn't directly let him lose. He had been teasing Li Zifeng like a cat teasing mice.

Li Zifeng was so angry and helpless that he was half dead.

"I admit defeat!"

He played several rounds and didn't lose, but he was crushed and played with all the time. Li Zifeng was so angry.

"No, I won't play with you!"

He knew that critical hit was deliberately playing with him. It had already crushed him, but it didn't let itself lose.

"Cluck, cluck!" the critical hit looked boring.

"Really don't fight?" Mo Nanchong looked at Li Zifeng. "In fact, critical hit can give you some face and play more for a while. After all, you lose too fast and you don't look good."

"Is it nice to be played with like this?" Li Zifeng said angrily. "Forget it, I admit defeat. If I lose, I lose. It's a big deal to eat less roast chicken."

"Giggle!" the critical hit flapped his wings and looked at Li Zifeng.

"I know what you want to say. Do you want to say that if you win, I have to promise you any conditions, right? OK, I must be trustworthy. Although you are a chicken, I won't escape if you lose!"

"Come on, what do you want!"

Li Zifeng looked at the critical blow and didn't mean to avoid not admitting defeat. He was also very honest.

"Cluck, cluck!" there was an excited scream in the critical hit.

Li Zifeng didn't understand and looked at Mo Nanchong.

"The critical blow said it was going to hit your head." Mo Nan spoiled and smiled, "that is, it wants to stand on your head and let you take it around."

Li Zifeng: "

Is it a little too much?

Let a chicken stand on his head and go out for a walk to show everyone.

Does he want face?

He'll lose his face.

"No, for others." Li Zifeng shook his head and refused. He couldn't do such a shameful thing. He would never be so shameful.

How can he let a chicken stand on his head? He's really ashamed.

"Change for another?" Mo Nanchong asked, looking at the critical blow. "He said he wanted to change for another one. Do you want anything else?"

"Cluck..." the critical hit jumped up angrily.

"Say you don't abide by the rules and have no credit." Mo Nan Chong looked at Li Zifeng and said.

The critical hit turned angrily and left.

"Oh, it's up to you. Anyway, it's you who lose face. It's you who lose and don't talk about credit. It's a chicken that talks about credit. You're not as good as a chicken."

Mo Nan Chong looked at the critical hit and translated.

Li Zifeng's face became more and more ugly. "Forget it, let you stand on my head, but you promise me that you don't shit on my head, and your claws must be clean!"

Critical hit looked at Li Zifeng. He really wanted to show it. He can also go to the bathroom, okay?

Although it is a chicken, it also likes clean chicken very much, but it won't be so dirty.

[hahaha, I'm laughing to death, and the critical hit is too powerful!]

[Li Zifeng, a man disliked by a chicken!]

[he lost to a chicken and was used as a shelf by a chicken!]

[in fact, it's cool to walk around with a critical hit. Don't be so unhappy. It's not a shame. After all, this chicken is a powerful chicken.]

"After watching the excitement, we can go back." master Rong stood up and looked at the melon seeds in his hand. "The melon seeds haven't finished yet. It's boring to watch the fight."

"Yes, it's boring!" Li Ruhua also stood up.

"Hey, it's really boring. It's boring at home and out. No one dares to play cards with us, let alone fight..."

Tang Ziyi said with approval.

This group of people around master Rong are very good at gambling and fighting, even playing games.

Play with them. No one has ever played with them.

At first, some people were confident to win them, but over time, others were afraid of them.

And their internal ranking is also very clear. No matter what they play, it is the result. Therefore, no matter playing cards or games, they become boring.