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And our Wang Tiezhu, Comrade Wang, is slowly and leisurely driving a sports car, enjoying the sea breeze, of course, you must believe and understand the lonely life of the "lonely king", at this time Comrade Wang Tiezhu is enjoying the happiness that belongs to him, of course, not the heavy 100,000 US dollars.

100,000 dollars? Please~ This is really not as good as Wang Tiezhu, as one of the three heirs of the estate of the richest man in Cuba, the family's assets and business can be said to be all over the world. Money, beautiful women? This is all floating clouds for Wang Tiezhu, Wang Tiezhu's ancestor Wang Anshi 800 years ago said, "not afraid of floating clouds to cover his eyes, only because he is at the top", that is because Wang Anshi is standing on Feilai Peak at this time, and the floating clouds are under his feet.

As far as our dear Comrade Wang Tiezhu and Wang are concerned, the floating clouds are under their feet, after all, they are uncontrollable, the wind comes from the east, the clouds go to the west, the wind blows in the south, and the clouds go to the north. "Wang Tiezhu prefers to hold the floating clouds in his hands, it would be better if he could still have the east, west, north and south winds in his hands, so that he could draw himself seven stars and thirteen rotten, of course, Wang Tiezhu can proudly say that the floating clouds have been done, and the wind is still too difficult and too dangerous.

Unlike others, Wang Tiezhu doesn't like money and beautiful women, and now he wants to pursue power and happiness more. Of course, this is not because of how great and selfless our dear Comrade Wang Tiezhu is, and how selfless he can resist the temptation of money and beautiful women, but because he has eaten enough, and these can no longer give him more psychological pleasure, and it is time to rest and rest.

So after inheriting his father's inheritance and enjoying it for a few years, he wanted to chase power and happiness. Although Wang Tiezhu's head may be slightly worse than others~ His temper is also a little irritable~ But Wang Tiezhu is still a smart person, and it is still too dangerous for a high-rise building like power to collapse in an instant, and after three seconds of careful consideration, Wang Tiezhu decided to pursue happiness, even if it is to exhaust his family wealth and unruly life.

Happy! Enough joy! Greatest joy! Unparalleled joy!

But what is not good for the people of Treasure Island Islanders is that Comrade Wang Tiezhu prefers to base his happiness on the pain of others, and it is the kind that tears his heart.

He was happy when he saw that Yelena's family was forced into debt by him, and even almost wanted to marry their daughter to him; When he saw Li Le bowing down to him and toasting him cup by glass, he felt happy, which was his philosophy of life.

However, suddenly, Wang Tiezhu, who was driving a sports car and enjoying the sea breeze, felt unhappy again, and could even be said to be a little surprised and puzzled.

Wang Tiezhu has always regarded the enemies he defeated as mountains, and Li Le, the Chinese who had humiliated him with words, was the next mountain he would overcome, he would defeat him, humiliate him and even destroy him.

When he saw Li Le's lowly appearance, he thought that he had defeated another Chinese mountain, so at that moment, he gained great pleasure and happiness, hmph, this Chinese guy is nothing more than that.

But thinking of Li Le's final 180-degree turn, Wang Tiezhu's instinct told him that this thing was a little weird.

Why did the guy surnamed Li have to talk nonsense to himself before? Will it be better to beg for mercy from yourself in the future?

Thinking about it, Wang Tiezhu felt sick to his stomach~

"Ouch fuck~" Feeling that his stomach was getting stranger and stranger, Wang Tiezhu parked the car on the side of the dirt road, and the four Humvees of the younger brothers behind him also stopped behind one after another.

got out of the car and looked back, everyone was holding their stomachs with one hand, frowning with the other, and looking at him anxiously.

This time Wang Tiezhu is in a hurry, and he has no countermeasures, so he can't take nearly 20 little brothers to the roadside to defecate anywhere. If this is secretly photographed and made in the news, then it will be okay, and the happiness will not be much, but it will become the laughing stock of others.

"There is a toilet!" The bodyguard "Da" pointed to a public toilet not far away.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Tiezhu had already rushed to the door of the toilet, and the younger brothers also followed closely with their stomachs and buttocks.

Just as he was about to rush in, Wang Tiezhu was blocked at the door by an aunt wearing a uniform and a red armband, and a wooden table was placed next to the door, and a box of tissues and a piece of cardboard were placed on the wooden table. The cardboard reads:

Paper: $250.

Large: $250.

Look at this aunt! Scold! It turned out to be Laura! As soon as she finished putting on her daughter's makeup, she went to this place, and for Feng Lao's battle plan, everyone rehearsed several times.

"Fuck you! Grab the money! A younger brother behind Wang Tiezhu pointed a stick at Laura and scolded.

"Ahem~" The policeman Costa stepped forward, coughed lightly, and patted the pistol on his waist, and when the little brother saw it, he immediately threw the wooden stick on the ground.

"If you dare to trespass on a public toilet or beat a staff, you have to hide well~ Bullets don't have eyes." Feng Lao said with a grin, it turned out that he and Costa had been driving a classic car to follow Wang Tiezhu and them.

"That's too fucking expensive, isn't it?!" Wang Tiezhu roared angrily.

Although Wang Tiezhu is stupid and has a lot of money, he doesn't play football after all, he can't accept others to cheat him, and he can't do a dime.

Looking at Wang Tiezhu in front of him with disdain, Laura calmly added a zero after the two prices.

"$2,500 for paper, $2,500 for large, I can't pull it, I can't fall in love, I can't pull it, I won't close the door and get off work." Laura straightened up, gesturing to lock the door.

The abdomen was overturned, and the large intestine was congested, Wang Tiezhu couldn't hold it back, and hurriedly shouted: "Pull!" Pull! Pull! ”

"I am a little expert in selling newspapers~" Feng Lao sang softly, he moved to the United States from Hong Kong with his parents very early, this "Newspaper Selling Song" is the only Chinese song he can sing in China, at this time, the melody in his mind is still fresh in his memory.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and people want to block it but can't hold it.

Wang Tiezhu still didn't defeat his large intestine after all, carrying the box of money, he threw it on the wooden table without care, took a pack of paper, and rushed to the toilet. The group of younger brothers in the back also followed, all of them bent over, covered their stomachs, blocked their buttocks, and rushed in.

"1~"

"2~"

"3~"

……

"20~"

"OK~Just right~Clocking out of work~" Laura carried the box, handed it to Feng Lao, and got into the classic car with the two of them and returned to the villa.

"Crackling~"

"It's a commotion~"

"Plop Knock~"

"Jingle Throat Knock~"

Wang Tiezhu and his 19 younger brothers, a pop boy group, slowly walked out after holding a bombing performance for 616 flies in the public toilet called "Flying Straight Down 3,000 Feet, Suspected to be the Milky Way Falling for Nine Days".

Wang Tiezhu held his head on the top of the explosion, supported his waist, his legs trembled, his eyes were foggy, and he limped out of the public toilet.

For this nearly one-hour vocal performance, Wang Tiezhu has spent all his energy and strength, even if a breeze blows, he will be like a piece of paper, floating to the distance of the poem......

Before he could think of what method he should use to torture this damn Li Le in the future, Wang Tiezhu, who had just stepped off the stage, felt his stomach ringing again.

"One more song! One more song! ”

"One more song! One more song! ”

The flies in the audience knelt on the ground, holding rainbow lights, waving rhythmically, shouting loudly, pleading to their IDOL.

After all, he is a popular idol who once practiced hard with a 48-degree fever, how could Wang Tiezhu cruelly refuse the love of fans? With the call of love from the flies, Wang Tiezhu began his encore performance.