Chapter 130: I'll Kill the Fairy You Can't Kill

Just out of the house.

"Where are you going, Brother Lu?"

Xia Li, a neighbor who was about to use the key to open the lock, turned around and asked.

Lu Ping prevaricated: "Go out to do a little thing, you just came back from dinner?

Xia Li nodded: "Last time, I kindly packed a few dishes, and you don't want it, what if I still pack it?"

"Last time it was ...... Special circumstances. Lu Ping couldn't explain.

Xia Li looked disdainful: "What a special situation, you just dislike it!"

"Whatever you want. Lu Ping asked, "Your manager Ma didn't come to trouble you again, did he?"

Xia Li shook her head: "Not only no, but he respects me in the company." Now your neighbor and I are in the company, and my status and prestige have increased greatly. And...... Our boss still wants to mention me as a manager. ”

Lu Ping asked rhetorically: "Your boss also wants to uncover the rules for you?"

"He dare!" Xia Li raised the corners of her mouth: "I have a very powerful neighbor, I will be afraid of him?"

"That's right. Lu Ping agreed.

After a few pleasantries, Lu Ping went downstairs.

The heat wave is rolling in the community, and many aunts and uncles are sitting on the mazaar fanning.

The security guard, Song Ping, was wearing a uniform and was caught in the middle to chat with them.

"Uncle Zhao, do you know, there is a brother in our community who is amazing, I have seen it with my own eyes, many people who tattoo dragons and tigers come to him to learn art, and he also taught them to practice lung capacity...... Aunt Sun, you must have seen that brother, you two live upstairs, you are very handsome and kind, especially good brother...... Hey, brother, brother, what are you doing here, when will you teach me to practice my lung capacity?"

Song Ping looked at the Mercedes-Benz test car that had just been started and waved his hand.

Lu Ping honked his horn at him and quickly drove away.

"This kid is standing guard, talking nonsense, and he doesn't have a fever. An uncle stepped forward and touched Song Ping's forehead.

Song Ping stomped his feet anxiously: "What I said is true, why don't you believe it?"

……

Splendid time KTV clubhouse.

This club is located at the junction of Wangdong District and Shizhong District.

The scale is not large, and the decorative style is also decent.

But Yu Zhen, the owner of this KTV, was once famous in the rivers and lakes.

It is said that Yu Zhen once studied martial arts in Shaolin Temple, and was originally a lay disciple, but later he also removed his bald head.

Some people say it's because of hair loss, while others say it's because it's to show domineering.

In short, there are different opinions.

Although Yu Zhen's field is not big, it has not changed hands after more than a dozen accidents, large and small, and it also relies on Yu Zhen's kung fu and his prestige on the road.

A few years ago, even Xiao Dingshan coveted this splendid time and wanted to take it as he already has.

For this reason, Xiao Dingshan used both soft and hard, and exhausted all means.

But in the end, he still failed to gnaw this hard bone, and was forced to make a covenant with Yu Zhen of non-interference.

Since then, no one has dared to attack Yu Zhen's idea of this club.

It was close to ten o'clock.

Chu Fengyong was blindfolded in a foot massage shop next to him and brought to this club.

When he was taken away, he was still wearing the Monkey King costume.

In a certain box, the silence is scary.

But Chu Fengyong felt a cold aura.

A bald man in his early forties sat on the sofa, crossed Erlang's legs, and glanced up at Chu Fengyong.

The man had neutral skin, two curved wrinkles on his forehead, long, thick eyebrows, large lips, and a black mole the size of a bean grain above his lips, with a hair running through his nostrils.

The two subordinates who escorted Chu Fengyong stood on both sides without saying a word.

There were stacks of brand-new bills on the table.

"Got it done?" asked the bald brother with a gloomy face.

Chu Fengyong's tone was a little unresolute: "Kill ...... After killing, kill with one sword...... Life. ”

Although blindfolded, he couldn't see the appearance of the speaker, but Chu Fengyong felt an indescribable sense of fear when he heard his voice.

"Ears cut off?" The bald head glanced at the plastic bag in Chu Fengyong's hand: "Don't fool me, I recognize the man's ear, there is a mole on his earlobe." On both ears, there are. It's small though. ”

Chu Fengyong shook his hand weakly: "No...... No, don't dare to get you, this ...... That's it in this bag. ”

The bald head urged: "Open it and take a look." ”

Chu Fengyong didn't dare to open it for a long time, his trembling hands and trembling heart.

In order to cooperate with Lu Ping in this scene, after thinking about it again and again, he pinched an ear with flour at home and came out, and when it came out, it was ready to reveal the filling!

Why hasn't the surnamed Lu come yet?

"I didn't hear you, Boss told you to open it!" one of his men stepped forward and patted him on the back of the head.

Chu Fengyong trembled and continued to lift the plastic bag and unbuckle it.

The bald head stared carefully, without blinking his eyes.

Inside the plastic bag, there is a ball of paper.

Chu Fengyong carefully opened the paper ball, and there was still a paper ball inside.

In this way, it opens to the fourth floor.

Or paper balls!

The bald head was in a hurry, took a bottle of beer from the table, and slammed it on the ground: "CNM, Russian set of paper, you are this? layer after layer! If you open it again, I will chop you first!"

Chu Fengyong shuddered in fright, and said, "Ma...... Horse...... It's going to be right away, that's it......"

One of his subordinates put a dagger on his face and urged, "Be quick!"

In full view, the last layer of paper was opened.

Chu Fengyong was about to cry, why hasn't that god come yet, it's almost scared to death.

"It's ears, it's ears!" The subordinate put away the knife and took the paper bag, but he always felt that something was wrong, so he reached out and touched it, and his face turned green with fright: "It's rotten, it's deformed, it's a hole, it's soft." ”

The bald head scolded: "On such a hot day, I don't know how to freeze it in the refrigerator?

The man handed over the paper bag.

Broken, broken, Chu Fengyong was shocked and silent.

The lights in the box were a little dim, and the bald head didn't look at the paper bag directly after taking it, but sniffed it with his nose, and his face suddenly changed: "No, it doesn't smell." ”

He glanced down, then touched it with his hand.

"Fake, this is so fake! This is a noodle pinch, Nima is quite similar!" The deceived bald head crumpled the ears on the paper bag into a round ball and threw it at Chu Fengyong.

It just fell into his mouth.

"Swallow it for me!" The bald head took out a sharp knife from his waist and stared at Chu Fengyong coldly, his eyes bloody: "Do an experiment, and in half an hour, I will disembowel you and see how it digests." ”

Chu Fengyong was frightened and wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy.

But he felt that a hand was supporting his arm in time, which was very powerful.

Immediately afterward, the black cloth on his face was torn off.

After Chu Fengyong was glaring for a while, he found that there was a person standing next to him. It's him?

Lu Ping smiled at him: "Wukong, I didn't expect your face to be quite realistic, I learned it before, or do you learn it now?"

"Present...... Learn. Chu Fengyong looked suspicious: "You...... When did you come in, I ...... How come I didn't feel like someone was coming in......"

Lu Ping emphasized: "I've been in this room all the time, and I came in one step earlier than you." ”

"You...... You...... Did you send it to the door yourself?" The bald head was stunned at first, then changed back to a calm face, and raised his hand at one of his subordinates: "Go to the bathroom and have a look." ”

The subordinate went in and took a look, and then came back with a look of horror: "The big gold has been dried and fainted inside." ”

"Don't make such a fuss!" the bald head sneered and looked at Lu Ping: "Latent! You must have seen lurking! It's not easy to stay under my nose for so long!"

Chu Fengyong rubbed his eyes and looked at the bald head in front of him, and suddenly exclaimed: "Are you ...... Are you Yu Zhen?"

The bald head reached out and touched the top of his head: "Heh, know me?"

Chu Fengyong's scalp tingled with fright, and his voice trembled and said, "You...... You're so distinct...... Obviously, how could I not recognize ......you? Two years ago, you led someone to fight with Xiao Dingshan, and you abolished his two brothers......"

"Do you know this?" Lu Ping turned his head and glanced at Chu Fengyong.

Chu Fengyong explained: "I ...... I just pay attention to the things on the rivers and lakes......"

"Xiao Dingshan is just a paper tiger, in front of me Yu Zhen, he can't his tail. Yu Zhen blew the sharp knife in his hand, and looked at Lu Ping calmly: "You are not bad, you abolished Xiao Dingshan with the power of one person, you are a corner." ”

"What?" Chu Fengyong looked shocked again: "You...... You abolished Xiao Dingshan......? That's a pretty powerful one...... A big guy, are you really wasted?"

Lu Ping nodded: "That's right, but he asked for it!"

"Ouch, I'm dripping heaven!" Chu Fengyong looked at Yu Zhen with a changing face: "You, you, you...... He's such a powerful person, you...... You're going to let me kill him as an entertainer? Big brother, what do you think!"

"You are the Great Sage!" Yu Zhen said with a sigh: "I have watched your performance, turning dozens of heels in one breath, brushing it, and you are a master at first glance." ”

Chu Fengyong cried with a sad face: "That's all a flower frame, do you understand the flower frame......? It's an errand. ”

"Don't worry, if you can't kill the goblin, I'll kill it. Then, kill you again. Yu Zhen said, taking two steps forward, and the top of the head that was picked out was even brighter and scary.

Lu Ping thought in his heart and looked at Yu Zhen: "I have an enmity with you?"

Yu Zhen shook his head: "No hatred." No complaints. ”

Lu Ping asked again: "Is that a conflict of interest?"

"No, there isn't. It does not stick to the edge and does not affect each other. Yu Zhen continued to shake his head.

Lu Ping frowned: "Then why did you hire a murderer to kill me?"

"Kill and play. Yu Zhen licked the tip of the knife with his tongue, and said with a smile: "This, this is purely a personal hobby, just like a butcher likes to kill pigs, and a fisherman likes to kill fish, the reason is the same." As for whether to kill it yourself or let someone else kill it, it all depends on your mood. It's better to decide who to kill, just write a bunch of names and catch a lot. ”

"That's not the answer I want!" Lu Ping emphasized.

Yu Zhen shrugged his brows, lit up the short knife in front of him, and observed inch by inch: "Then what answer do you want? However, even if you know, what if you do, is it useful? Anyway, tonight, you will ...... Die...... Not...... Suspicious!"

His expression was very intoxicated.

It's like admiring a work of art.