On the street about two kilometers away from the Imperial Mansion, Brother Dao's Honda Accord was pinned.

"Bang dang!"

The first lyricist of the Internet black, as well as Wang Jihua, who had just rushed over, pulled open the door of the car that Brother Dao was driving, and then the two of them grabbed his hair and ripped it off directly.

"Fuck your mother, do you still know your Lei Ye?" He Dalei took the mobile phone holder, stretched out his hand and pointed to the knife brother who was pressed to the ground and scolded.

“…… He Dalei, your mother is a B, you play yin!" Brother Dao was relatively thin, and he was pressed to the ground before he could resist, so his limbs were all stepped on by the two of them, and when he moved his neck slightly, there was a hot pain under the choked hair.

"Brothers, do you see what kind of goods he is? As soon as I arrived at the Imperial Mansion, he called the police, and I held him down as soon as he came out of the police station!" He Dalei said to the video, and then shouted: "Come on, don't beat him!

"Fuck you, He Dalei, I'll fucking kill you!" Brother Dao's angry neck muscles flared up, and then he tried to struggle up his body.

"A little security guard in the Imperial Mansion, look at your cow B!" He Dalei commanded his companions and shouted: "Fuck your mother, although your Lei Ye has no culture, he also knows that it is illegal to beat people! Come, brother, pull his pants for him, I'll take a picture!"

"He Dalei!" As soon as Brother Dao heard this, the palm under him immediately tore off the waistband of his trousers, but due to the uneven cement pavement and the thin clothes he was wearing, all his arms were cut out of small holes.

"Boom, boom!"

Wang planned to kick away the arm of the knife brother who was tugging on the belt, and then reached out to pick up his pants.

"He Dalei, be a man and leave a line, I'll fuck your mother!" Brother Dao pushed his head up, and grabbed his pants with his right hand.

"I'll tell you, I'm just fucking pouting you! Leave your mother B on the first line, do I need this?" He Dalei felt that this time was too difficult to touch, because this incident was relatively real, there was no acting component, and what the video platform lacked was this sense of realism, so he shouted at the other person here: "Come, take down the Northeast sauce prepared for Brother Dao!"

In less than twenty seconds, a young man in the car, carrying four or five bags of Northeast Xu's sauce, immediately ran quickly!

"Paste him, paste him in the gut-groove!" He Dalei shouted.

"Tear up!"

The young man tore open the bag of Xu's miso and squeezed it out, and the yellow-brown viscous liquid suddenly flowed out.

"I'll fuck your mother!" As soon as Brother Dao saw the Xu sauce flowing out of the bag, he suddenly shouted with a numb brain: "Okay, He Dalei, can I coax it? You won! I obeyed! You close the video...... Don't me with...... You have to see, I'll pull it for you myself, okay?!"

"Puppy basket, people who play videos on the Internet, can't fucking calculate it with a calculator!But why is your brother Lei so popular? No creativity, I'll take your mother B, be an Internet celebrity Tianjiao?" He Dalei pointed at Brother Dao and said, "Don't control it, give me a paste on him!"

"It's a little disgusting!" Wang Jihua persuaded speechlessly.

"Three years ago, in the video was news, and three years later, no one watched the...... I thought, we're starting from behind, so we can only play!" He Dalei waved his hand and shouted: "him!"

"Bang Bang!"

The young man took the small bag of Xu's sauce, tore the mouth of the bag to the maximum, and then aimed at Brother Dao's crotch, frantically shook his arm, and after more than ten seconds, Brother Dao's crotch was yellow-brown, liquid T flowing, and his thighs were full of ideas!

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"Gross!"

Planning Wang was inexplicably sick to his stomach, turned his head and scolded: "Silly B, I have acted...... Who the fuck can shit and make this yield! Fuck, one person can supply ten acres of land!"

"Where's the green onion?" He Dalei asked, turning his head to the young man.

"Here's it. The young man took out the kind of sugarcane-like green onions that would only be stored in the northeast during the winter, and then asked He Dalei: "Don't fix it...... I don't want to eat miso for the rest of my life!"

"The thickness is just right, just go in!"

“…… Big brother, insert it, what is the strong-rape?" the young man held back for a long time and asked very classically.

"Fuck!" He Dalei was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "That's still on the crotch of his pants, gone." ”

……

Ten seconds later, He Dalei led the team to leave in a hurry, and after he got into the car, he continued to shout with the video: "Old Tie, do you see it?!" Brother Lei never amplifies words with you, I say fix him, then I have to fix him! The knife still has some pictures in Guangzhou, but in my Da Lei, he is not a dog...... After calling me, what's the matter? Didn't you call him out of the? Or the same sentence, I can't do it, I didn't say it myself, it was commented by others! Brothers, protect you Brother Lei all the way, there's nothing wrong with it! Let's walk together on the stormy road!"

"Don't even shoot a video today, Ang! If you let the knife find it, then it's over. Wang planned to instruct.

“…… It is estimated that he is also the periphery of the Imperial Mansion, and if he finds us, what can he do?" said the netblack lyricist with disdain.

", you forgot to wait for those two vans at the gate of the Empire?" Wang Planner squinted and said, "They really want to do it, don't we, understand?"

The netblack lyricist suddenly fell silent.

……

on the streets.

Brother Dao was hiding in the Accord car, having used up a small pack of tissues, and he was waiting, waiting for rescue.

In less than half an hour, Poly, who sent the northeast boy back, came in a hurry.

"Where's the paper?" asked Brother Dao through gritted teeth.

", what the hell?" Paulie handed in a whole bag of toilet paper, then covered his nose and asked, "Why did you pull it back?"

"I didn't pull! This is the kind of ...... Tohoku miso ...... I just checked on the Internet, and the miso is not, it's sauce...... It's a kind of Northeast pickle, it's similar to the chopped pepper sauce on our side......" Brother Dao's face turned white, and he explained incoherently.

"I don't hear it, I believe it, okay!" Paulie ducked back.

"your mother, it's really sauce!" Brother Dao urgently poked his hand at the base of his thigh, and then handed his arm over and said, "I don't believe you taste it!

"Brother, I really believe it!" Poly swore to the sky and said, "I won't pay it, well, I believe it!"

"Fuck your mother B, He Dalei, I'm sure I'll kill him!" Brother Dao lowered his head and continued to rub the sauce.

"Dao'er, why do you still have two green onions in the car?" asked Poly puzzled.

"He Dalei will whip me with it......" Brother Dao glanced at the green onion, then lowered his head and explained.

Poly squinted his eyes and swept the sauce on the green onion, was silent for a few seconds, and then nodded clearly and said, "Yes, you say, I will believe ......!"