A Han blocked B Han with his back and said, "This is not a fight. What does it have to do with being young and strong? I first proposed artificial respiration. The right to invention belongs to me. Why are you joining in the fun? Watch it!"

Han Jia said that he pulled Yi Han behind him and wanted to snatch Wang Po.

Unexpectedly, before Han A was bent down, his arm was pulled tightly by Han Yi from behind.

"You have made it clear that you wouldn't do it. I should let me do this!" Yi Han said.

Jiahan struggled and shouted, "What are you doing? This is related to Wang Po's life and property. How can I not speak up? Let me go!"

However, the Yi Han was unwilling to let go if he died, so the two evil men dragged me and snatched each other and snatched each other.

"How about this!" Seeing that Han A refused to give in, B said, "I will come this time. I will encounter similar situation next time. I will definitely let you..."

"A joke! Is there a second time like this kind of thing that has not happened in a century?" Jiahan asked, and then said, "Otherwise, I will be the first to you. If Wang Po still looks like hell after a long time of 'management', then..."

"I don't think I'm a fool, there's no way!" Han Yi insisted on unwilling to pull up with Han Yi again.

"Oh! The fire is burning to the butt, and it's still tug-of-war Grand Prix." Pan Jinlian was so anxious that she jumped a few times like a cricket, and then said, "How about this! You two are like a couple eating a mooncake, each one, and I'll be the supervisor!"

Besides, Wang Po, who had been pretending to be dead, wanted to "turn alive" several times to curse the two evil men. But she was afraid that all her previous efforts would be wasted. Hearing this, she couldn't help but scold her mother in her heart: "You two bastards who are inferior to pigs and dogs, both want to take the opportunity to eat free Mapo tofu. This is normal, I don't say that each person will charge eight cereals for copper coins. If they succeed, it will be a considerable economic loss!"

However, after thinking about it, Wang Po felt that a little unbearable would cause trouble and now he could only be slaughtered by others. So he had to say in his heart frustration: "Oh! Who made me pretend to be dead? There is no way, now he can only carry forward the spirit of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water and let these two beasts ravage it."

Although the "one person, one mouthful method" proposed by Pan Jinlian was unanimously recognized by the two evil men, soon after, the two evil men started to argue about whom they would "first".

The two guys are all planning: if the other party "handedly" Wang Po, he will take the bye.

Just as the two men A and B were fighting for each other, and they were about to turn against each other, Pan Jinlian came up with another idea.

"Aren't you just trying to get a good deal for women?" Pan Jinlian said to Yihan who refused to give in: "Forget it, you give Wang Po to him, I'll let you 'artificial', are you always satisfied?"

"Satisfied!" Han Yi shouted in joy, and then said to Han Jia: "This is fair, so we can do it simultaneously. Brother, I will not let you suffer any losses. When will you put Wang Po's manual work, and when will I move my mouth away."

"I object!" Jiahan shouted: "This is simply unfair."

"Hey... why are you having an objection again?" Pan Jinlian said strangely: "Is there anything fairer in this world than this?"

"Where is this fair?" Jiahan pointed at Wang Po and said, "Wang Po's half-old Xu Niang, and has hereditary chronic stomatitis. You are beautiful and tender, and you are still filled with the fragrance of Lanlan."

After saying that, Ahan pointed at Yi Han and said firmly: "If I want me to agree, unless I switch with him."

Fortunately, Wang Po couldn't help it anymore.

"These two dogs raised by my mother actually said in secret that I was ugly and thought I had chronic stomatitis. If I don't come back quickly, I'm sorry for my ancestors' 18 generations!" Wang Po shouted in her heart and suddenly opened her eyes.

Seeing Wang Po open his eyes, Pan Jinlian was overjoyed: "Wow! Wang Po is alive.

The two men A and B seemed to hear the news of their parents' death, and their faces were depressed at the same time. They couldn't help but say in unison, shouting in great anger: "Oh my! You're so fucked in vain!"

Although Wang Po came alive, the show still had to be performed. She pretended not to understand and touched her face and said, "Wow! Why does my face hurt so much? Oh! I haven't eaten meat these days, so why has this face become so fat!"

After saying that, Wang Po pretended to look at the A and B inexplicably and said, "You...what were you yelling just now? I...why am I lying on the ground..."

Because they were too upset, the two evil men were all focused on their mutual blame.

"Oh... I remembered it." Wang Po pretended to suddenly remember it and said to Pan Jinlian: "Pan...Pan

Sister, I accidentally offended Meigu just now... I have to... I have to..."

Pan Jinlian, whose heart had fallen into the ground, was only happy.

"Just live, just open your eyes, just don't kick your legs, just be able to breathe! Get up quickly!" Pan Jinlian said to Wang Po happily.

When Wang Po heard that he was very calm, he slowly got up from the ground as if he had run back from the Hall of Hell.

Pan Jinlian asked Wang Po with little confidence: "You... don't matter, right?"

Wang Po deliberately hung her head, as if she was carrying the King of Hell on her back, and she was weakly scared Pan Jinlian: "Now... it's hard to say now. Judging from... from the current feeling, she may fall down at any time and will never get up again."

Pan Jinlian was shocked and said, "You... are you just going home temporarily?"

"Yes! I guess this is just asking me to come back and get some clothes to change my clothes and explain the funeral. As long as the King of Hell's WeChat arrives," Wang Po wiped the fish's eyes and pretended to say: "I... I have to set off."

Pan Jinlian said anxiously: "That won't work. The King of Hell is not your leader. Why do you have to execute it by using WeChat?"

Wang Po seemed to be about to cry and said, "In this beautiful world, who dares to oppose the instructions of the King of Hell! He wants to come to the door with a lantern, how can I not follow me!"

"Since Wang Po has not yet escaped from the danger period, I have to leave quickly, so as not to see the King of Hell's shit stick on my head." Thinking of this, Pan Jinlian said to Wang Po: "It has nothing to do with whether you hold on to the King of Hell's instructions. You just treat the King of Hell as a public-funded tourist destination that you can go to if you want to, and it doesn't matter if you often go to play. Anyway, this matter has nothing to do with me."

"It seems that this guy's ruthless hand has been turned into dark clouds in the sky by my pretending death move." Wang Po glanced at Pan Jinlian and said proudly: "You bastard Pan, you are still a little tender when you play with me!"

After saying that, Wang Po pretended to be like a backward embrace of the King of Hell at any time, and said to Pan Jinlian tentatively: "You... your shutdown... the button is turned off yet? I... I have to kneel down and continue to slap my old face, right?"
Chapter completed!