Chapter 173: Production Team Leader

Seeing that the old man was slowly eroded by my ghostly energy, and gradually only his head remained, the old man's eyes were filled with hatred, resentment, unwillingness, and a trace of despair. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

I didn't pay attention to it, anyway, he was about to die, so let him stay in this world for a while.

I confess that I still have a little sympathy for him in my heart, for I am not completely detached from human nature, but my intellect tells me that I cannot do so, and if I forgive him this time, I do not know what extreme things will be done with his character.

The old man knew that his time had come, so he closed his eyes unwillingly, waiting for the last moment to come.

I closed my eyes slightly, glanced at him with my chin, and the ghost qi got my order, and instantly devoured the old man, without the slightest struggle, without any screams, completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

Looking at the pile of scraps on the ground, he secretly said in his heart: "You can rest in peace"

At this time, in a deep mountain, the cold wind was biting, and the birds and beasts let out a burst of screams, and fled in all directions from the dense forest.

In the hidden cave, a middle-aged man dressed in clothes from the fifties and sixties sat quietly on a stone bench, his face pale.

Holding the wine glass tightly in his hand, he grabbed a handful of bloody raw meat and stuffed it into his mouth, the corners of his mouth continued to ooze blood, and he chewed it heavily.

There were two middle-aged men beside him, one was muscular, with a hideous face, wearing an old-fashioned military hat on his head, and the other looked like Sven, with a big back combed and shiny, and the two of them shared raw meat with the man.

"Captain, your 'good son' is really filial, since he sent us blood food twenty years ago, to be honest, I can't forget this freshness."

The muscular man grabbed the raw meat in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth again, making a look of great enjoyment.

Sven Nan smiled when he heard this, gently picked up a smaller piece of raw meat with chopsticks, slowly put it in his mouth, and after tasting it carefully, he quipped: "Hehe, three fat men, I think you are thinking about the previous child, right?" ā€

The man called the three fat men looked stunned, and said dissatisfiedly: "Malegobi's, Wu culture, what is the name of the three fat men when Lao Tzu is so strong?" Call Lao Tzu to kill you again! ā€

Wu Wenhua didn't get angry when he heard this, but continued to laugh and said, "Death? We've all been dead for almost fifty years, and you haven't died enough? ā€

"You!" The three fat men were very dissatisfied when they heard this, and they slammed the table and stood up, glaring at Wu Wenhua angrily.

At this time, the man in the middle pressed his hand down, and said with a serious expression: "Why are you still like this, it's been decades, why can't you change." ā€

The man looked very prestigious, and the three fat men were speechless when they heard this, so they sat down angrily, stuffed a mouthful of raw meat, and glared at Wu Wenhua.

Wu Wenhua shook his head, smiled slightly, and ignored him.

Seeing that the two of them had stopped, the man looked out of the cave and wondered, "Huh? It stands to reason that he should have returned. ā€

The third fat man saw the man speak, and answered: "Captain, if you want me to say that you are really good to that guy, you saved his life when he jumped down, and now you have accepted him as your son, I really doubt that he is your own child?" ā€

Wu Wenhua scolded with a smile when he heard this: "You fool, who in our production team didn't know about the captain at the beginning, besides, that guy is not much older than our captain, you should give me a look." ā€

The three fat men smiled when they heard this, and lowered their heads without speaking.

"Isn't my son your son, hehe, I think if it wasn't for my Wang Lao Wu who was greedy for eighty yuan from the production team, he wouldn't have affected your brothers, hey."

Wang Lao Wu slowly walked to the entrance of the cave, looked at the sky and sighed.

Hearing this, the three fat men and Wu Wenhua hurriedly stood up, followed behind Wang Lao Wu and said in unison: "Captain, we don't regret it!" ā€

Wang Lao Wu glanced back at the two of them, smiled slightly, and said, "I won't mention the past, why hasn't our good son come back?" It's really worrying, forget it, don't want to, go, fatty, Lao Wu, let's continue drinking, today's beef is very fresh. ā€

When you sing about wine, what is your life?

For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past.

Be generous and unforgettable.

How to solve the problem? Only Du Kang.

A passage in Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing" says my mood, the front is not important, the main thing is the back, how can I solve my worries? Alcohol must be consumed

I found that I have been a little stunned recently, and I have to say that the previous things made me really difficult to accept, using human bones to make tea, but I can't get used to seeing others live better than him, I have to say, I feel really uncomfortable.

But now that the matter is over, I can't always think about it, after all, he has already been punished by me.

Singing with the fat cow, I found a small song hall at random, we howled hoarsely, I wanted to vent my emotions, and the singing was inevitably a little out of tune.

But the fat cow sings at a higher level, don't look at him fat, but he is full of confidence, how to describe it, uh, the ghost cries wolf

The wine glass or something is basically a waste product in front of me and the fat man, so I casually pulled it aside, raised the wine bottle and began to blow.

A hearty feeling goes straight to my mind, sometimes I don't want to think about anything is really happy, three or five friends eat and drink, talk about the mountains, maybe only this time is the time when I can be most open.

I know the amount of alcohol that Niu Fat Man drinks, an absolute master, but my buddy is now the god of the underworld, to be honest, I don't have to drink as much as I want to drink these beers mixed with starch synthetics in the world, think about it or the wine that the Emperor of the Northern Yin Emperor gave me last time is delicious, but also, after all, it is the imperial wine of the Jade Emperor, and it is estimated that this is the only time in this life.

Talking about everything, talking about everything, even the things between him and Xiaoya have been said, no way, brother, it's not an important **, it's nothing to share.

I looked at the time, and seeing that it was about to be the next day, I said, "Fatty, let's go back first, and come back another day, it's too late." ā€

Hearing this, the fat man glanced at the beer on the table, picked up a bottle casually, and said helplessly: "You have the final say, just this bottle, let's withdraw." ā€

The fat man wanted to shush at this time, but I ignored him, waved my hand, signaled to wait for him in front, walked out leisurely, and went to the front desk to pay.

I just took out my wallet here, and there was a noisy noise behind me, I ignored it, this kind of place is usually noisy and noisy and fighting.

But when I was about to pay for it, I found out, why does this sound so much like a fat cow? Damn, is this thing fighting with people? I wasn't surprised at all that this happened to Niu Fat, I didn't even take the order, and rushed over directly.

When I got to the place, sure enough, the fat man was being kicked in a circle by five or six men

(To be continued.) )