His True Colors Chapter 2892

 Let them stay and hold still, and let themselves fight at will?


        Although these people did not know themselves and they had never seen them before, the fierce exchange of blows between them just now did not dare to say how well they knew each other, but at least there was one thing that both sides agreed on.


        That was that they both recognized each other's strength and were absolutely extraordinary.


        Since it was in this situation, both sides should have been very wary of each other and should have been careful!


        But these guys were actually going against the grain, actually sending themselves to the door!


        Under such circumstances, Han Qianqian had to suspect that the other side must have been deceitful!


        After all, in the exchange of blows just now, it was already bound to be impossible for these guys to form an overwhelming advantage over themselves, so scorning themselves seemed unlikely, right?


        But the other side had asked themselves to beat them, what kind of fraud could there be?


        Could it be the same as the shadowy man from before? Some kind of diversion and then explode a bomb or something?


        But the gloomy man's location was completely in the middle of the desert, where the lights were not bright and the moonlight was unknown, so it was possible to make some kind of small move or fake body and muddle through without Han Qianqian noticing at all.


        But now in the natural situation above the flower boat, with plenty of light, as long as one is not brain-dead, one would never do such a stupid thing!


        So what do these people mean?


        Han Qianqian frowned and did not rush to make a move for a while, but, just in this daze, over there, the Twelve Deaths had already laughed out loud.


        "The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of the situation.


        "Wasn't he quite formidable just now, and now, he's turned into a wimp?"


        "I really don't know how this kind of trash is qualified to fight with us? To die under us is too much for me to let him get my hands dirty."


        The gang laughed coldly and mocked continuously, and at this moment, even Night Chicken and Mad Dog, who were standing in front of Han Qianqian, couldn't help but give each other a cold laugh.


        "Mad Dog, do you have any numbness in your legs?" Night Chicken asked.


        Mad Dog laughed disdainfully, "Shit, after standing in front of a loser for so long, my legs are numb, but most importantly, I feel nauseous, right?"


        "Disgusting?" Night Chicken pretended to look like he didn't understand.


        "Joke, you're standing in front of a thatch pit, or in front of rubbish, aren't you disgusted?" Mad Dog said in a depressed voice.


        Night Chicken laughed softly and placed his gaze on Han Qianqian's body, shaking his head straight with a tsk, "Dude, my brother called you a piece of trash!"


        As soon as the words left his mouth, the two men flirted and laughed!


        Han Qianqian's face was calm, looking at these two guys who were flirting with him, but he was very calm, for Han Qianqian, this was simply commonplace!


        At this moment, Han Qianqian's heavenly eyes were already lightly opened and he looked at the two men indifferently.


        Even though there were ten million impossible reasons in his head, Han Qianqian would never be willing to fall on the same pit twice, or even more times.


        But without opening it there were at least multiple doubts, once opened, the doubts, though fewer, became even greater!


        Because under the eye of the sky, Han Qianqian was surprised to find that the two were normal and there was nothing wrong with them!


        Not fake bodies?


        This also meant that these guys weren't playing any tricks, but were actually standing in front of them, letting themselves fight!


        Have they gone mad?


        "Hey, trash, punk, are you going to fight or not, you're as dilly-dallying as a pussy, if you're not going to fight, say so, so I can go relieve myself and pee." Mad Dog mocked impatiently in a cold voice.


        Night Chicken also had a disdainful face: "If you don't dare to fight even if you are standing here, I think, don't pretend to fight us later, after all, it will only be us two brothers!"


        As soon as the words left his mouth, the other ten men also laughed loudly.


        "Yes, we twelve brothers are afraid of beating you up and calling you dad."


        "This idiot is probably already scared from fighting us just now, he's probably pissing his trousers this time, one look at that idiot and he's not moving, he's probably afraid that if he moves, his urine will flow out."


        "Hahahahaha!"


        There was another burst of wild and ear-splitting laughter, a bunch of people laughing hysterically and wildly!


        However, just as the gang was laughing wildly, at this moment, Han Qianqian was slightly and suddenly relieved and raised his eyes to look at the leader, Qinglong: "Since you guys are so happy, why don't I fight a little? Make you guys even happier?"