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[410] One billion brain-dead
"Okay, I will fulfill you, die!!!"
In Liu Mang's eyes, there was incomparable ferocity, and the machete in his hand fell fiercely!
Swish!
Han Mang went straight to the neck of one of the Taoist boys!
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
Just as the machete was about to fall on Daotong's neck, a blue light struck fiercely like lightning!
Poof!
A dull voice sounded, and blood splattered!
Liu Mang felt that his arm was empty, and then he was shocked to find that his arms were broken.
The whole arm, including the machete, was thrown flying out.
The turbulent blood spurted out along the broken arm!
Ahhhh!
A majestic and severe pain made Liu Mang tremble violently, and immediately screamed out.
He couldn't believe that he didn't kill Daotong, but his arm was cut off?
How can this be?
who?
Who the hell?
There was incomparable resentment and horror in Liu Mang's eyes, and he turned his head to look over:
"You? How could it be you?!"
Not only Liu Mang, everyone's eyes were full of shock at this moment!
Swish!
Everyone's eyeballs were about to pop out.
Because, the person who made the move just now has always been just a weak scholar in their hearts! A person who can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands, and has no strength to restrain a chicken!
Impressively, he is the most talented person in the world - Ye Xuan.
"Youyounot a scholar?"
Liu Mang's eyes were full of shock and fear, and there was a lot of doubt on his face. He didn't see clearly what happened just now.
Ye Xuan smiled faintly:
"I'm a scholar! So, I want to write a poem for you? I haven't finished my poem yet, how can you do it? You are wrong if you do it casually. You have to behave yourself."
ah?
Write poetry again?
People in Han Country and North Korea are going crazy!
Especially Liu Mang?
Why are you cutting me off for writing poems? It hurts!
Ye Xuan grinned:
"There are 80 million mentally retarded people in the world, Hanguo tm accounts for half, where can I find the other half? Find North Korea in the North Asian Peninsula!"
The Han Country people and North Korean people present were not members of the Cultural Society at all. Most of them were pretending to be warriors. The real talented people were Pu Chang and Liu Chan.
The two of them pondered over the poem carefully, something was wrong!
Too presumptuous!
Too arrogant!
It's too insulting to people's IQ!
So, they stood up, pointed at Ye Xuan and asked loudly: "You are talking nonsense! This poem is even more nonsense!"
"Damn you, math is taught by the physical education teacher, right?"
Ye Xuandao: "Where is the nonsense?"
Park Changdao: "We Dahan and North Korea have a combined population of 75 million. Even if they are all mentally retarded, the number of 5 million is not right!"
"Yes, there are 75 million brain-dead in our two countries, and there are 5 million left. Where are you going, tell me?"
The two were a little proud, they found a loophole in Ye Xuan's poem, as if they had won Ye Xuan, their faces couldn't help but feel happy.
Ye Xuan smiled slightly: "Let me ask you, what are the children born from brain damage and brain damage?"
The two said in unison: "Of course I'm still stupid!"
"right."
Ye Xuan applauded: "Congratulations, the answer is correct, so there are still five million brains in the belly!"
"It seems to make sensebut" The two pondered for a while, then raised their heads and said, "Although there will be new brain-deads born, there will be countless brain-deads dying every year!"
Ye Xuan looked at them with a look of idiots: "You are a brain-dead alive, and you are a brain-dead when you die. Once you are a brain-dead, you will be a brain-dead forever! If you are buried in the soil, you are a brain-dead, and if you are cremated, you are also a brain-dead!"
"That's even more wrong."
Park Chang said loudly: "In addition to the living and dead people in our cold country and Beixian, there are about one billion people in total, far more than 80 million!"
Liu Chan nodded: "So, your poem has to be changed!"
Then the two agreedSaid aloud:
"There are one billion brains in the world, Hanguo tm accounts for half, where can I find the other half? Look for North Korea in the North Asian peninsula!"
After the two chanted loudly, they said with satisfaction: "This will be no problem."
Ye Xuan sighed: "That's right, well done, you guys won."
"yeah!"
The two cheered and ran to Liu Mang and Fan Jian, asking for credit: "My lord, have you seen it? The best talent in the world is nothing more than that, and we can also change poems for him."
Liu Mang: ""
Fan Jian: ""
Ye Xuan: ""
Zhang Peiran: ""
Eight Sage Kings: ""
All Chinese people: ""
What the hell!
Are these two fools?
Liu Mang and Fan Jian were so angry that their faces were ashen: "Get out, you two are mentally retarded, people call us stupid, you discuss mathematics with others, you are really stupid!"
He stared at Ye Xuan with a pair of copper bell-like eyes, with a sinister tone:
"Boy, I don't care what your background is."
After finishing speaking, he waved his other arm:
"Go! Kill him! Hack him to death!!!"
Swish! Swish! Swish!
As Liu Mang's words fell, immediately behind him, the elite from the Bagua Sect rushed towards Ye Xuan like lightning.
These people, all holding steel knives in their hands, are fierce in stature!
Especially in a group of more than a dozen people, the momentum is like a pack of ferocious wolves, rushing towards Ye Xuan madly!
"die!!!"
All the elites of the Bagua sect, with ferocious eyes, raised their steel knives and pointed at the place where Ye Xuan was, and they were about to slash down!
This scene changed the faces of the surrounding Hua people.
"No! Ye Xuan, run! You alone are no match for them!"
"Ye Xuan, why do you want to stand out?"
"Ye Xuan, you are a great genius, run!"
The Eight Virtuous King said loudly: "Master Ye Xuan, you are a rare genius in Huaguo in a thousand years, and we will use our lives to protect you from leaving."
Having said that, the Eight Sage Kings rushed in front of Ye Xuan.
Grand Master Jiang's gaze was firm: "Immortal Immortal, you are an unborn genius in Huaguo, run away, we will protect you with our lives."
Having said that, Jiang Taishi dragged his old body and squirmed in front of Ye Xuan.
Zhang Peiran's voice was cold: "Tai Chi disciples, use your life to protect Master Ye from leaving."
With an order, the disciples of the Tai Chi School surrounded Ye Xuan.
They were physically exhausted, but their strong mental strength supported them and did not allow them to fall.
"Master Ye, let's go! Take care! Be sure to take care!"
All the disciples of the Taiji Sect screamed at Ye Xuan!
They are not afraid of death!
Seeing so many ordinary people, they stand in front of him without hesitation, blocking the fierce enemies with their weak bodies.
Ye Xuan was very moved in his heart:
"Hua people! I would rather die standing up than live on my knees!"
"I, Ye Xuan, am proud of you! I am proud of this nation!"
There is a sentence he didn't say, sister Nuwa, did you see it? This is the nation you and I created!
All of them are good!
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