"I don't believe that I really have the legendary xxism belief. It seems that this grandson is still bullying our man and not ruthless enough. I'll wake up!"

The old wolf kicked the chair away and shouted.

Immediately, a scoop of cold and fishy urine was poured on Wu Yingxiong's face, and the cold liquid was almost biting. Even if a person was drowsy, he would inevitably wake up a little if he was thrown on him, let alone the fishy urine was stained with wounds, which was not as weak as salt. The pain was unbearable, and the pain was awakened.

The pale light shone on the thick brass chain on Lao Lang's neck, and a trace of creeping golden light radiated. Lao Lang looked at it, "Tell me, Wu Gouxiong, don't be fucked up. Once you enter here, no one can save you. Tell me, what is your master's origin, who is your surname, where is his family living, what's wrong with his grandmother, and the people on the official side? As long as you dare to challenge me, you will be equal."

Wu Yingxiong felt that his whole body was heavy, and he was being cut into pieces, which was extremely painful. But the pain was numb and itchy, as if hundreds of ants had penetrated into the three thousand six hundred pores of his body, and he was chewing his legs and chewing his legs to eat.

He is not a hero, and he has been worse than others in recent years. In terms of spirit, he is afraid he is a little weaker than ordinary people.

Countless times, his had reached the edge of the collapse and wanted to confess, so he could get rid of it quickly.

But he didn't say anything to his mouth, and a sense of unwillingness to be unwritten, diluting the relief. He was used to being a crawler, and he had the opportunity to be a human being in the past two days, and the feeling of being a human being was really great.

He gritted his teeth, and his teeth were stiff and his teeth were about to loosen, and he would not spit out a word.

In fact, he didn't know any of the things Lao Lang asked. But he didn't want to say he didn't know. It seemed that he didn't know, but he was surrendering. It was a supreme blasphemy to a sudden burst of impulse in his bones.

After struggling for a while, seeing that Wu Yingxiong was already dying, Lao Lang waved his hand and stopped, and felt a sense of frustration in his heart. He punched heavily on the wall and cursed, "What the hell is it? Now the mouse is also a tiger brave. I can see that. That guy is just a small cadre. If he is really good at it, Wu Xiong would still boast about it and be paralyzed. He dared to give me a good look. Lao Dao and Fat Bear, call me a few brothers and splash paint on his door panels on me. Give that grandson a lesson."

Lao Lang is indeed a person in the lower-class world, but since the crackdown and rectification has been severely cracked down, the black forces have completely broken their backbone. They are even more unable to make it, but they know that the people on the official side cannot afford to offend them.

But I can't afford to offend openly, but I can't provoke it in secret, let alone, Lao Lang is not alone.

"Brother Wolf, as I said, why are you doing this? As I said, find a place where no one is, put a headache on the trouble, and beat him up, and I will definitely know that I will be honest."

The old knife rubbed the teeth and said.

Lao Lang glared and said, "How many times have you told you that you are a dog? Fighting and killing is a taboo. If you attack ordinary people, you will easily cause big problems. You dare to give up your claws to the officials. Do you think my life is too long, or why?"

Fei Xiong said, "That's not too cheap. That grandson is not doing well. That guy can think that we guys don't plant it and dare not attack him. I think they would pull out all the flowers and bamboos inside and splash paint on the room. Even if they want to live, they have to work hard to clean up."

Bang!

As soon as the fat bear finished speaking, he was hit hard on his head. Lao Lang stared at him, "Idiot! That house is my fault. He can't live there. I can't live there either. Do you think I and the official are angry? I have inquired about it. A house is worth the money and must be obtained. You have to make trouble like what you said. Wouldn't I just urinate on my feet and not be traumatized at all? Just make a door panel to teach you a lesson!"

With the old wolf, Xue Xiang's door panel became a drawing board for kindergarten children. The colors found in almost the world gathered there. They were all gathered there. After careful identification, there were a few lines of large characters, which were written with various threats and terrifying words.

Xue Laosan stepped on the bicycle, crossed one foot on the ground, staring at it for a while before he could recall the smell.

At first, he thought that this was the postmodern structuralist beast impressionist style of Wu Yingxiong. When he thought of the brass chain he encountered in the yard two days ago, he said harsh words when he walked with the brass chain, he realized who had made the scene in front of him.

I came to visit my new home excitedly, but was splashed with paint by the underworld. This method that I had only seen on TV happened to me. Xue Laosan was not very angry and felt that it was extremely fresh.

No matter how fresh it is, if something happens, you have to find the police.

The phone number was dialed, and the people's police came slowly. In half an hour, three policemen sat on a three-wheeled car and arrived at the ground.

It took ten minutes to record the story, circle around the door panel, and even without asking whom I had ever made enemies, I left a sentence "waiting for news". As soon as the tricycle chimney was lightly fart, the people's police disappeared into the eyes of the people.

Xue Xiang was stunned, and he couldn't hear the smell.

He borrowed the phone to remind the big sister selling goods, "What can you do not understand? Do you think you are the governor and mayor. You still expect someone to fight for you for such trivial matters? Aren't you just a door panel? The case is solved and you can't even get detention. The police can't even make a political achievement, but they have to work hard. The whole world is looking for someone for you, and they can't get back the money..."

Xue Xiang suddenly realized that after being in the upper class for a long time, his small matters were often taken as big as those below. Now, he really encountered something that he thought was not small. He didn't know his identity, but instead took care of nothing.

Xue Xiangzheng scratched his head and asked who should I deal with this nonsense. The saleswoman said again, "I tell you, I think you are a new person, and you look like a decent person, so I will remind you more, this area has not been peaceful recently, and you have to pay attention. Yesterday, just at noon yesterday, it was blue and white. A fat man called me just right, and the whole family came. A car almost knocked down my shop. A few people jumped out of the car and dragged the fat man into the car. The show said, "Broad day, the world is bright, what's wrong, these people are lawless."

Xue Xiangmeifeng gathered coldly and said in a deep voice, "What does that fat man look like? Maybe I know him, so I have to tell him home."

The saleswoman slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, look at me, didn't that fat man come in and out of your house yesterday... Oh, why did you leave before I finished speaking?"

Selling goods is lonely, it is not easy to chat with people, but it is even more difficult to chat with handsome guys. Xue Xiang is really reluctant to leave the seller. (To be continued) r655
Chapter completed!