The old man went straight to the point, "Give me the bell!"

Bangzi played with the bell. Although he knew that this thing was not the reason for dissuading Feiyi, he did not give him a good face in the face of the old man's aggressiveness.

"Who are you doing? Why give it to you?"

The qi around the old man rolled, and the petals above his head turned, leaving five missing petals.

"Little Miscellaneous, I am one of the eight giants of thatched cottage in spring and autumn! Be careful when speaking! I will say the last time! Give me the bell!"

Bangzi hid behind Wang Han, patted Wang Han on the shoulder, and looked at Fu Peng with awesomeness.

"What the fuck is one of the eight giants of the spring and autumn thatched cottages!

Look at it?

Home! Father! King! Two! River!”

Wang Han's face turned dark immediately.

"Bang! I'll take your mother! I can't beat you! You're pretending to be stupid!"

"Ah?" The sage on Bangzi's face was frozen.

A smiley face was squeezed out, "So it's the senior of Chunqiu Thatched Lu? The atmosphere is too depressing! I'll be a joke!"

"Bell!" Fu Peng shouted angrily.

Qiu Shuang looked at Wang Han, and the corners of her lips flashed with sarcasm, and then spoke to Fu Peng, "Old Fu, I'll give you a face, I'll let him give you the bell! How about you spare his life?"

Just as Fu Peng was about to speak, Wang Han smiled and said, "Okay, Miss Qiu, don't pretend! What's the point of selling your face? They won't kill me without you!"

Qiu Shuang had a cold face, "Wang Han, I am saving you. Don't bite Lu Dongbin, you don't know the kindness of a good person! If I don't plead with Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu will definitely kill you today!"

"How much is your face worth?

Yes, Fang Zhengping!
Chapter completed!