568 Grinding (4)

Such a "squeak" sound of pushing the door can shoot directly into Mu Zilong's ears like a life talisman, before this he desperately wants to grind the tape that wraps people, although this is a long task, but as long as those rotten boys plan to abandon the two of them, Mu Zilong can grind even a whole day without stopping his work.

But things don't seem to be so simple, these perverted guys seem to have a blood feud with him, after beating themselves up, Wen Luo was also scarred by their forced entry, that's it, so they still refuse to give up? Speaking of which, Mu Zilong also gritted his teeth with hatred, but there was no way, since this gang of miscellaneous people came, he could only stop what he was doing first, if he was discovered, it would definitely be worth the loss.

When these rotten boys came in with a smile, Mu Zilong immediately pretended to be dead, in order not to let him beware of anything else, and these rotten boys at this time were in the same state as the first to enter the company early in the morning, the first batch of employees to punch in, always with enthusiasm and expectation for every day, they had breakfast in their hands, and when they came in, they just glanced at Mu Zilong and the two, and put bags of bags on the dilapidated square chairs.

The square chair is crooked, it looks like the bones of an octogenarian old man, and you don't know when he will suddenly collapse.

"Made, there are so many mosquitoes in the mountains. ”

One of the rotten boys scratched his arms and scratched his cheeks, looking like he was allergic, while the other two guys were looking for food in plastic bags, this early morning in the east of the dawn, everything was as beautiful as this natural landscape, but unfortunately there were two people who were diametrically opposite at this time, when the light began to be sufficient, Mu Zilong saw Wen Luo's pitiful appearance, her body was full of scars, her lips were chapped, these bastards must have inflicted inhuman abuse on her.

Mu Zilong glanced at Wen Luo's semi-unconscious body bones, and swept in again without anger, but this is the real society, he is not the protagonist of a fantasy novel, the magic in his body exploded under anger and then killed these rotten boys with a face of anger, and then a princess rescued Wen Luo's broken body from the broken house, all of this is just a fool's dream, although Mu Zilong is unwilling, but he is at a loss, he can only pretend to be dead there, no way, the reality is so helpless, so many people like to indulge in the fantasy world, isn't it。

The three rotten boys didn't pay attention to Mu Zilong and the others at all, but ate the food they brought early in the morning, and each of them was full of oil.

"Hey, go and see, are they dead, the male brother said that he would play for a few days, if he dies so soon, he will be bored, especially the woman, you go and send her something to eat, and then the male brother said that he would sell it to the kiln, this girl is charming, think about the scene yesterday and I want to come again now." One of them, who was eating Che Boy noodles, said obscenely.

The other guy was holding a box of rice rolls in his hand, but he didn't hesitate, he skipped Mu Zilong and came to Wen Luo's side while eating, squatted down and brushed away the hair on her forehead, he even smelled the breath of life, but he was eating at this moment, so he had a retching reaction.

After patting Wen Luo's face and feeling her faint reaction, the rotten boy said, "It's time to eat." As he spoke, he gave her the rice rolls in his hand. Wen Luo frowned and closed his lips, he didn't want to accept the * own bastard who was still crazy and stubborn yesterday in front of him, that rotten boy didn't have a good temper, seeing Wen Luo shaking his head left and right with a look of disgust, he planned to insert the chopsticks and food directly into her mouth, but thinking about the male brother's instructions, no matter what, if he wants to sell it in the kiln in the future, this face still has to be clean.

"I want to die, she doesn't eat it!" said to Wen Luo first, and the second half of the sentence was said to the two accomplices behind him.

"If you don't eat, forget it, feed yourself first, and think about how to play in a while. The rotten boy who was eating pineapple oil said with a wicked smile.

"Still playing, how can you play like this, why don't you help her wipe her body, or she will look like the women who have cholera in those slums in Africa." ”

After the guy who ate the car boy noodles took a bite, he was no longer interested in Wen Luo, in fact, the picture of six or seven brothers together yesterday reminded him of the island movies he usually watched, and he always felt that these guys were disgusting and dirty across the screen, but he didn't expect that he who had been scolding and scolding himself actually did it yesterday, which was quite fucking exciting.

Recently, he entered a church because of emptiness, and the missionary in it said that he had also come out to mix before, telling himself to put down the butcher's knife and believe in Jesus with him, and Jesus would bless him to eliminate his inner turmoil, and then he joined this new church with the mentality of trying it out, but within a few days he made an evil mistake, that is, yesterday's disgusting * scene, looking at Wen Luo's appearance at this time, he couldn't help but feel that this woman was indeed a little pitiful.

As he spoke, he looked at Mu Zilong, who looked like he was dead, and said, "Hey, is that guy dead? If he dies, bury it quickly, and if it stinks, it will be disgusting to death." ”

After listening to this, the rotten boy with rice rolls got up and looked at Mu Zilong, and he was even more unkind to the man, so he directly grabbed Mu Zilong's hair and picked him up, probed his snort and said, "It's not dead, but the man said that the woman wants to stay, and the man doesn't care, what do you think?"

"Kill someone? This guy has no grievances with us, so there's no need to kill him, he beat him all day yesterday, so let him fend for himself." The religious rotten boy said.

"You've only been in the religion for a few days, so kind?" said the other two boys, laughing playfully. And the religious rotten boy felt very embarrassed, as if these guys knew that it was a very shameful thing for them to believe in religion, he glanced at his head and ate pineapple oil with his head bored.

"What are you pretending to be dead? The rice roll rotten boy pushed Mu Zilong's head, and said angrily.

Mu Zilong just heard their conversation, so he also had a plan, I don't know if I can use a little favor to send these guys, I think he immediately didn't pretend to be dead, and when the rice powder rotten boy was about to get up and walk away, he said slowly: "If you let us go, I can give you a sum of money." "Although Mu Zilong does not have a huge amount of money, as long as the hearts of these three people are disturbed by themselves, then something beyond certainty will happen.

As soon as these words fell, the three of them were stunned, looked at each other, and the rotten boy squatted down again and said, "What? Are you rich?"

No one doesn't like money, let alone men, money, fame, status, and rights, there is always one you want, and for these rotten boys, there is nothing better than being rich, as long as you have money, you can buy the relationship and be a big brother, and there will be a group of younger brothers under your hands to look forward to you.

"Yes, I have a lot of money, but money is definitely not worth as much as my life, let us go, you don't have to be someone else's little brother for the rest of your life, and being a little brother is also to get ahead one day, isn't it, now there is such a road in front of you, 10 million per person, enough for you to sunbathe in Bali for the rest of your life." Mu Zilong grinned at the corners of his mouth, revealing the blood-stained teeth inside.

Each person will definitely not have 10 million, but Mu Zilong is still sure that before this, when they get the fake money, there will be something wrong with a few bastards, in this world, there will be one in every two people who are hungry for profit, not to mention that it is a threesome now.

"Brag, you have so much money and you still need to soak other people's horses. Cheong Fun Rotten Boy thought about it and said. A few people themselves are idle and bored, so they don't mean to let Mu Zilong shut up, as the so-called eating and watching big dramas is also a great pleasure in life, isn't it.

"If I don't have some skills, how can I get into Pan Shao's horse, the premise is that I have to go into those high-end places, right?"

Mu Zilong's words were a little interesting, several people looked at each other, it was half-believed, if it was really like what Mu Zilong said, then 10 million per person can indeed live happily for a lifetime, these are all dreams of everyone, so don't say that these rotten boys are not impressed, even Mu Zilong himself was a little excited when he said it, after all, he is pretending to be a big guy now.

"No! When we arrested that girl, you didn't live in a better place than I rented, if you had the money, you would still live there?"