Chapter 69: Sexy prisoner-lose!

　　 squeak!

　　 However, when Hammond thought that the **** prisoner was dead, he made a toothless noise under the soles of his feet, and his thick feet were gradually lifted.

　　 "Huh? Didn't you die?"

　　 His huge head hung slightly, staring at his soles, and a tingling sensation came from the soles of the soles of his feet, and he could clearly detect that he had two palms supporting the soles of his feet.

　　 "Hey, I will only die on the bed of the boy I like, but not under the crotch of your bad old man..."

　　 The **** prisoner gave a strong support. After opening a little space, he immediately kicked his feet, jumped back, and escaped from Hammond's smelly feet.

　　 "Very good, full of the breath of the strong!"

After the **** prisoner settled down and stabilized his body, he twisted his neck and arms, making a clicking sound of joint rubbing. He pointed to Hammond, "Damn old man, he should be recuperated in the nursing home when he is old. Maybe he can wake up the second spring. Become an old handsome guy again, instead of running around with a dinosaur holster to cause us trouble."

"Hey, there is some truth in what you said. My old man should go to a nursing home to recuperate, but..." The huge head under Hammond approached the **** prisoner. The breath exhaled from his nose almost sprayed onto the **** prisoner's body. His mouth was more than ten centimeters long. With sharp fangs, "Which nursing home can take in me now?"

　　 "Of course there is, that is..."

　　 The **** prisoner stared at Hammond's head. The muscles of his right arm suddenly bulged, and he slammed his fist at Hammond, who was right in front of him, and shouted: "Weirdo Prison Nursing Home!"

boom!

　　 There was a muffled noise, and a fist as big as a **** prisoner's casserole hit Hammond's face firmly.

"Eh?"

Hammond's headlights stared at the **** prisoner who kept his punching posture with his fist still on his face, "You...want to beat my old man? Yo, will the hero bully the old man too? I can tell you. , I have heart disease, high blood pressure, high blood fat and many other advanced diseases. If you scare me, I might lie down and ruin you."

　　 "Wow!"

The **** prisoner looked at Hammond, who hadn't reacted to his own punch, his heart tightened. This guy... has such a strong defensive power. I can kill a tiger-level freak, but it has no effect on him. Phew, It seems that I have really met the strong!

　　 "Hey hey hey, is this your attitude towards the elderly? As a hero, you should take the initiative to help the elderly who go out alone to cross the road."

　　 Hammond's old naughty boy has a mental attack, and he can't help but molested the **** prisoner.

　　 "Help the old man cross the road?" The **** prisoner's fist rained down on Hammond's face, "I'm very happy to help your bad old man cross Huangquan Road!"

　　 "Oh!"

　　 Hammond raised his head again, out of the range of the **** prisoner's attack, he took a few breaths, "What a rude little guy, it hurts my old man!"

　　 "There is more pain!"

　　 The **** prisoner did not delay a second when Hammond raised his head, kicked hard under his feet, and threw himself into the air, his body slightly sideways, his arms raised, and his fists had been charged to the top.

boom!

　　 However, a sturdy tail swiftly flicked over, with screams of wind and breaking wind, like a plane flying at a low altitude, in the middle of a **** prisoner in the transformation.

　　 In an instant, the **** prisoner snorted and bowed his body into a cooked shrimp shape. He flew out and crashed into the tall building next to the refuge.

　　 Boom! boom! boom!

　　 He shot away like a cannonball, smashing through three buildings one after another, before his body was able to stop.

　　 "This is a courtesy exchange, you punch me a few times, I will sweep you a whip, fair!" Hammond's ridicule followed: "My old man is much more polite than you young people."

The **** prisoner was standing on the ground with one hand and looked solemn and damned. The force of the whip that was suddenly endured was unexpectedly large, and it made my body as strong as steel tremble and painful, but I can't admit defeat, and I can't let him ruin it. Drop the boys in the refuge.

"Huh, there's no way." The **** prisoner slowly stood up and assumed a rugby player ready to catch the ball. "Transform!" He squeezed his hands into fists and put them under his armpits, and a special effect five-pointed star lit up on his chest. Then, a dazzling yellow light broke out from the stars and enveloped him, "Enlightenment! Transform!" With a forward stretch of biceps, he burst the prisoner's suit and shouted, "Sexy prisoner! Angel!" form!"

　　 He is naked, his muscles are more prominent, and he is obviously stronger than before.

　　 "Let me use the strongest state, **** old man, make a death consciousness!?"

He was short, and immediately kicked his feet, throwing himself into the air, spreading his hands in a hug shape, and a pair of special effect angel wings appeared behind him, and the white feathers fell in the sky like special effects. He shouted: "Angel☆ Fuck!"

boom! boom! boom!

He swooped in front of Hammond in an instant, and his violent fist hit Hammond like a violent storm. After one punch, he hit another dozen punches in succession. When it reached the meat, it continued to make a dozen muffled noises.

　　 "Oh, you are really a tenacious little guy, an annoying little thing, and even a rude pervert. It hurts my old man!"

Hammond's body stepped back slightly, smashing the street, leaving many footprints in the pit. He looked down at the **** prisoner who was still punching quickly. Its two short forelimbs were folded into fists, like a urchin. Like a chuckle, "Hey, continuous... Bawangquan!"

　　 It learned how to punch the **** prisoner, and punched the **** prisoner hanging on its chest.

boom! boom! boom!

So a scene of the drama appeared. The **** prisoner was just about to punch, and was suddenly beaten by Hammond's iron fist. His chest felt tight, and his long breathing stopped instantly. He didn't lift it up, his face blushed, and worse. Yes, Hammond's powerful fist fell on him like raindrops, and the sandbag hanging from his entire portrait was let Hammond beat him, and there was no hope of resistance.

　　 Boom!

　　 In the end, Hammond narrowed his eyes, smiled slyly, and directed his fist towards the M City Weird Refuge, and then hit the **** prisoner with a full blow with a fist the size of a grinding plate.

　　 The **** prisoner bowed and spit out blood. The body was like a cannonball, shot towards the refuge and hit the wall of the refuge in a moment.

　　 Boom!

　　 This violent impact directly broke through the hard walls of the refuge, exposing a gate-like hole on the wall of the enclosed refuge, so that the citizens in the refuge could clearly see the head of Hammond's ferocious Tyrannosaurus!

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