A Supreme Fu cat swiped it, and Zhao Wufu sent a string of words: "Da Luo, are you still there?" I remember very well back then, you scolded me for being poor B, told me to get out, and then sealed me. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Administrator Da Luo Yimeng, he had forgotten about this for a long time. "Mr. Zhao, I... I haven't done this kind of thing, have I?"

"I'm a little kid. I told myself at the time that I was going to buy the lucky cat. Although I haven't bought it yet, I have become a shareholder of Fu Mao. If it weren't for the fact that you just banned the people who scolded me the hardest. I forgot about it, too. Whoever gives you a privilege will be banned every day, okay, you don't have to go to work, go home. ”

"Mr. Zhao, I've been doing it for so long, you can't just drive me away."

After a while, Zhao Wufu sent a string of words: "See, let's go, how should everyone play, how to play." I'm a fan of the tiger master, don't take me as the boss, I hate this kind of guy who bans and bans at every turn. ”

"Mr. Zhao, will you leave the country again in a while?" One fan teased.

"It's a fart on camera, I've been to the headquarters of Fumao two or three times, and I haven't seen any of the anchors inside. When you say this, you remind me, the tiger master has time to have a meal together when he is off another day? ”

Zhao Wufu played here, all kinds of ridicule and all kinds of play, he felt that he was the most suitable to be a fan, and the rhythm he drove was all kinds of dirty jokes flying all over the sky, not only that, but also made Yuehuya's fans quickly rise to more than 10,000, and they are still growing. The boss of Fu Mao came, and the previous administrator was also blocked, how could no one come to see.

Originally, it was broadcast live until twelve o'clock, watching Zhao Wufu have fun, and Yuehuya kept broadcasting live, dancing, twisting his ass, that was a hard work. Zhao Wufu, who watched it, swiped more than 30,000 yuan in one night.

At more than two o'clock in the morning, Zhao Wufu couldn't stand it, he asked Yuehuya to broadcast live, it's not that he couldn't stand it, if he didn't dare to get off work without leaving Yuehuya, he couldn't really let people broadcast live all night. But he didn't leave, and Fu Mao didn't live broadcast all night, so he wandered around various places, and when he saw a good one, he gave a few rewards, and then withdrew. Of course, in the second half of the night, they were all desperate little anchors, and they wanted to take advantage of the withdrawal of the big anchors, hurry up to gain some fans and increase their popularity.

Just as he was having fun, he suddenly felt the danger behind him, and hurriedly lay down on the sofa, and then several darts shot on the sofa opposite.

"Damn it!" Zhao Wufu suddenly raised his hands and grabbed the wrist of the man in black, and a knife was aimed at his neck. With a force in his hand, he threw the man in black directly over, jumped up and saw that the door of Wang Luoluo's room was actually open, and he hurriedly rushed up.

At the window, another black-clothed man wrapped Wang Luoluo in a sheet and was about to jump, Zhao Wufu took out the toothpick in his ear, although it was wooden, although it was such a long distance, he threw the toothpick out without hesitation.

"Hmm!" The other party touched his stamina, and then his legs began to stagger. Zhao Wufu was just about to rush forward, but the man in black behind rushed over again, holding a firearm with a blue glow in his hand, which directly hit Zhao Wufu's head like the suction cup of a toy gun, transmitting a special energy.

Zhao Wufu pulled it out, rushed up, hugged the other party's head, and punched two and three punches. Then he threw the other party, pulled out the hidden weapon on his body, and watched the guy who was about to jump down throw it again. At the same time, the whole person rushed over.

"Die." The other party came out with a sentence in Chinese, put Wang Luoluo on the window, and the two knives turned around and slashed at Zhao Wufu.

"What the hell!" Zhao Wufu grabbed the other party's wrist with both hands and twisted it so much, then pulled it forward, and hit his head directly, and then rolled back, throwing the guy to the ground, and kicked the back of the head.

At this moment, three more black-clothed people appeared, and it is estimated that they didn't wait for a long time to come up. looked at Zhao Wufu and directly took out the same firearm with a small blue hole.

At this time, the man in black who stood up said something in Eastern Japanese, and the three guys were surprised at the same time. An unbeliever really shot.

Zhao Wufu didn't let the other party hit this time, grabbed a bed and threw it over, stepped on the bed and jumped up. Then he went out of the bedroom, and there was a fierce fight between the three of them in the living room.

The three of them cooperated very tacitly, and the weapons on their bodies were very diverse, Zhao Wufu was slightly injured, and he looked at the three people posing with a short knife in his hand, "I don't break out, you treat me as a sick cat, right?" With that, he stomped on the floor.

The three black-clothed men were stunned for a moment, and suddenly their feet were empty, and they fell directly, all of them into the mechanism on the first floor.

Looking at the man in black who was holding on to the wall, Zhao Wufu smiled and said, "That's good, there's a woman here, let me see what it looks like?" ”

The woman was backwards, suddenly took out a button, and before she could press it, Zhao Wufu's short knife had already flown over, and the woman's thumb fell to the ground, and when she wanted to use her other hand, Zhao Wufu had already kicked the thing off.

Zhao Wufu tore her clothes while pinching her neck, a small red dot embedded in the middle of the underwear shone faintly, he didn't think this thing was a bomb, and there was no reason to need a button if he committed suicide.

He pulled the little thing out of the other party's flesh, and the other party's small wound was still bleeding. "What is this?"

The woman just smiled, and then suddenly a little smell came out of the little thing and made Zhao Wufu smell it. Then, as soon as his body went limp, he fell directly to the ground.

The woman coughed and turned to enter the house, how amazing was the effect of this thing, ran to the balcony, opened the sheets, and found that it was actually a dummy inside? As soon as she turned around, a guy with a mask knocked her unconscious with a stick.

"Sanitize!" Wang Luoluo shouted, walked outside, then took off the mask, looked at Zhao Wufu lying on the ground, still holding the gadget in his hand, and scolded angrily, "Idiot." ”

……

Zhao Wufu woke up, woke up in a daze, and found that he was still lying on the sofa, holding a tablet in his hand. He sat up suddenly, looking around, and there was still a trace of it. Pushing open the door, Wang Luoluo was getting dressed, so he quickly took a deep breath and closed the door, waiting awkwardly at the door.

Wang Luoluo came out after a while: "Don't you know to knock on the door first?" ”

"It's not me, did you go through something last night, did an assassin come?"

"Yes, why don't I know, you're dreaming, right?" The corners of Wang Luoluo's mouth hooked up a smile and walked to the bathroom.

Zhao Wufu looked back and forth, left and right, and found no traces, and held his head strangely, "I'm really dreaming?" But suddenly he could be sure that he was not dreaming, because he was asleep, and how could he not even know that he was asleep unless he was drunk!