Just at this time, Gong Bogui''s left folding fan suddenly unfolded, blocking between the spear and the Commissioner he.

    The powerful impact force made the Commissioner he feel difficult to breathe. His Adam''s apple seemed to be broken. It was painful, but he didn''t dare to change his posture.

    Not to mention the spirit tool that he can''t control, Gong Bogui''s ordinary steel fracture fan is enough to pierce his chin!

    However, the soft sound of "click" once again raised the heart of commissioner he to his throat.

    Gong Bogui''s eyebrows moved slightly, and his steel folding fan... There were cracks.

    "Back!" he shouted loudly. Gong Bogui flew up and kicked him in the chest of Customs Commissioner he. At the same time, he dodged back to avoid the snake head coming again.

    However, the folding fan had been broken into several pieces. For a time, Gong Bogui didn''t have a spare weapon in his Taotie bag!

    He dodged and was dragged by the spear around his neck. At this time, his face turned red and his eyes stood out!

    In a critical moment, an unreal black gas suddenly flew from the oblique stab and wrapped around the spear. It seemed very fragile, but it stopped the attack of the spear!

    Gong Bogui breathed a sigh of relief and thanked leisurely Zhang Huanian.

    Zhang Huanian waved his hand, looked up and drank a mouthful of wine. He easily put the bloody spear into his hand.

    He Fu coughed on the ground. He was still afraid, so he didn''t ask Zhang Huanian for the spirit weapon.

    Seeing that Zhang Huanian didn''t say a word, Gong Bogui took the spear and left. He only said that he was angry. At this time, he wouldn''t take the initiative to touch his bad luck. After seeing the Customs Commissioner he who didn''t slow down, Gong Bogui decided to have dinner first.

    Luo Zhizhou had put the cooked meat and vegetables into the bowl. Gong Bogui went over and sat down. After tasting it, he praised: "the heat is right. It seems that you still have some talent in cooking!"

    Without hearing any answer, Gong Bogui looked at Luo Zhizhou, who used to be the most talkative in the past. He was sitting next to him with his head down.

    "Thank you, Bogui." Luo Zhizhou whispered, "no one has protected me like this for a long time."

    Gong Bogui was stunned. When he thought of himself again, he couldn''t help feeling, "don''t you offend people in order to help me? We are brothers and don''t need to thank me."

    Luo Zhizhou nodded and smiled again. He was about to say something to Gong Bogui, but he couldn''t help looking up, "you''re hurt!"

    Gong Bogui motioned him to keep quiet, while he ate the meat in the bowl without paying attention, "small injury, no harm."

    Luo Zhizhou was angry and tried to keep his voice down, but his words seemed to squeeze out of his teeth, "your blood has dropped to the ground!"

    "You don''t know about my training this month. Are you still injured like this?"

    Luo Zhizhou angrily turned back in his suitcase, searched for alcohol and gauze, and said angrily, "everyone is Zhaoyang level. I don''t know why you have to be trained by the devil!"

    Gong Bogui smiled, "that''s what I want. Do you think anyone has such a chance?"

    "The devil wants such an opportunity!" Luo Zhizhou helped Gong Bogui take off his left sleeve and saw that the wound on his arm was as dense as a cobweb. It was really terrible, but Gong Bogui just frowned slightly, sighed in his heart and wanted to help him divert his attention. "Of course, if you want to say that you have the opportunity to get close to Xiao Qingwu, I admit that not everyone can have it."

    Gong Bogui glanced at Luo Zhizhou, "when did you gossip so much?"

    "I''m not gossip. I''m wronged. You fought with others for Xiao Qingwu. My so-called brother doesn''t know anything!"

    "I have nothing to do with Xiao Qingwu," Gong Bogui put down his chopsticks, flashed Xiao Qingwu''s slightly shy smile in his mind, and his eyes couldn''t help being gentle. "Just, will there be anything in the future... It''s hard to say."

    Hearing the speech, Luo Zhizhou''s hand wrapped in gauze shook, "aren''t you afraid of Lord Xiao? Although he is as cold as ice, he is very interested in Xiao''s light dance."

    Gong Bogui shook his head. "We''ll talk about the future. Zhizhou, everything is based on strength."

    Luo Zhizhou didn''t speak again, but his heart suddenly tightened.

    strength......

    If you want to avenge your father, you must have strength! I want to train like Gong Bogui

    Eh... Forget it, you have to have life to avenge!

    Luo Zhizhou shivered at the thought of Gong Bogui, a perverted demon.

    What he doesn''t understand is that he has a family feud and is willing to work hard. But why should Gong Bogui undergo such training every day?

    You know, qianjisuo itself is a very dangerous project, and Gong Bogui is challenging the difficulty that does not belong to his level, which is a training that can kill people!

    Is he carrying something?

    Gong Bogui didn''t know that Luo Zhizhou had so many associations. In fact, hatred didn''t account for a large proportion in his heart.

    He did see the most desperate darkness, but his heart was always willing to accept more sunshine.

    If there is an enemy, it is the three men who really want to kill him. Lou Qianyu, who killed the original owner, can also be counted as half.

    What really supports him to join the eighth place and train hard day by day is actually his desire for strength.

    He never wanted to repeat the life of being bullied but unable to resist.

    The two men sat by the fire, each worried for a moment.

    At this time, he, the commissioner who had rested, suddenly strode over, with a gloomy face and a frown.

    Gong Bogui moved his toes quietly and accumulated strength secretly, but he was a little puzzled in his heart. The commissioner was not his opponent when he was holding the spirit weapon. Now the spirit weapon is gone. Who gave him the courage to challenge?

    Who knows, after he hesitated for a long time, he suddenly clenched his teeth and knelt in front of Luo Zhizhou with a "plop", which startled Luo Zhizhou.

    "Sorry, I shouldn''t insult you or your father!"

    Gong Bogui and Luo Zhizhou looked at each other and were surprised at each other. The young master who always had eyes above the top kept his word.

    "You get up," Luo Zhizhou said awkwardly, "I''m willing to admit defeat, but it doesn''t mean I forgive you. My father shouldn''t be the object of attack by people like you. If it''s a fair competition, you can come to me."

    He Zhizhou, the Customs Commissioner, was obviously dissatisfied with Luo Zhizhou''s unforgiving, but he didn''t refute anything. He quickly stood up and said to Gong Bogui, "I won''t get close to Xiao Qingwu in the future, but it doesn''t mean I''m afraid of you! Although you saved me, I also started the spirit weapon counterattack because of you, which can be regarded as offset!"

    Gong Bogui was really amused by him. "It''s like you''ve been close to Xiao Qingwu! As for what happened just now, you really don''t have to worry about it. You''re not qualified to be the first person I killed."

    "You..." he Zhengyu, the Commissioner of the customs, was angry, and a voice from Bai Yuchen came behind him.

    "Commissioner he, Gong Bogui, sir, tell you to go."