Chapter 66: Mr. Husband, Nonsense

At this time, this man, who was dragged like an emperor, was looking at me who was escorted to the front by the bad guys, and asked in a boring manner like an ancient emperor who had a natural power of life and death over his subjects:

"Tell me, what did that woman from Onodera tell you to do. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Although the dry voice was not loud, the factory hall seemed to have a special effect of raising the volume, and the man's words actually reverberated faintly throughout the hall, exhilarating a unique majesty that was different from his appearance.

The sudden speech of the bad boss caught me off guard, who was surrounded by bad people.

What do you mean by 'what did Onodera tell me to do'? It's clear that you forcibly kidnapped me here! How dare you ask me why I'm here?! I was simply threatened by that woman to go to an appointment in the Civic Park, and then you bastards suddenly appeared and kidnapped me.

I'm just going to ask you what you want to do!

Wait a minute...

Something seems wrong...

Think about it...

I see the trick.

Sure enough, it's the blonde bad girl who is making trouble in it!

I don't want to admit that I've fallen victim to the woman in Onodera, but things seem to be coherent - first the bastard woman in Onodera Fang told me to go to the Civic Park in a threatening way, then a group of bad high school students showed up and caught me in their nest, and finally the bad boss asked me what I was doing... No matter how you think about it, Onodera Fangzi is behind the danger that caused me to be in danger now.

Everything that is happening now is a good show directed by her!

In this way, you have to think carefully about what her purpose is, if she just wants to take revenge on me with these bad hands, there is nothing to say, just turn on the Musou mode to kill and kill, and float away in a place of stumps and broken flesh.

But if it's not just revenge on me, but what special purpose is there, and how should I deal with myself?

Is it to cooperate with her to act this boring burlesque, and then write off her grievances? Or a shot of Vientiane Tianyin to knead all the bad in front of him into a ball, and then find Onodera first. Kill after rape, and hang the corpse to the Tokyo Town Soul Tower to dry by the way?

Dilemma, a little distressed.

Because there is a 50 percent probability of any guess, it is really difficult to jump to conclusions.

But I thought about it, it's not the weekend now, and it's not like I can only go home and watch the little yellow book against the wall alone, it's okay to play my role with them first, maybe something interesting will happen later, even if I find out in the end that it's really just a play of Onodera taking revenge on me, it's not too late to open Wushuang.

After making up his mind, he began to think about how to make this scene go on normally.

Since I'm going to be acting, it's crucial to figure out that I'm playing a role in it.

If an actor can't even figure out his own role positioning, it's really a bit ridiculous and generous.

However, no matter how I think about it, I played a small role in this scene, because no one communicated the script to me beforehand, which meant that I could play the whole scene smoothly no matter how I messed around.

So, what is the value of my kidnapping here, I don't know what my role definition is in Onodera's script.

So just treat me like a prop that can be replaced at any time?

What a laziness!

As a big monster who shocked the world when the desolation was not broken, he was so humiliated by a female hooligan, it was really humiliating to throw himself into his grandmother's house!

Hmph, but I'm the one who succumbs so easily!

In order to become a good actor, I decided to use the hellish difficulty of the entertainment industry - free play to express my dissatisfaction!

Seeing that I was silent for a long time without speaking, the bad boss was a little impatient.

"Say, what did Onodera Fangzi tell you to do?!"

Faced with the questioning of the bad boss, I no longer hesitated at this time, raised three fingers without humility or arrogance, and said loudly:

"Three days, you can live for three more days at most!"

"Clams?!"

The bad boss sitting on the tall machine was stunned by my inexplicable speech, he opened his mouth slightly, and looked stunned and indignant when he opened the small movie all night, but it was the complete works of the gourd baby, and the eyeballs that were originally half-squinted and deeply sunken were even more bulging like toads.

Don't say it's him, I think even the audience from the beginning to the end can't figure it out.

"You kid doesn't seem to know your position yet, you actually dare to swagger in front of Lord Wuwei, are you looking down on us?!"

However, my ridiculous speech did not deter everyone present, and the bad boss, who was badly called Wuwei, did not speak, but the dozens or hundreds of bad people on the side were excited, and their bad words poured like a tide in an attempt to drown me.

"It's overwhelming! Do you think your lies can deceive Lord Gomi! What can only live for three days? Do you know how great Gomi-sama really is! Bastard boy! ā€

"That's right! It only took four days for Lord Wuwei to unify the legends of all the universities! Less nonsense there! ā€

"Are you kidding us! To say that Lord Wuwei can only live for three more days is to look down on all of us! ā€

"Where did this Sabi come from? So ignorant of the rules? Beware of Lao Tzu ruining you bastard! ā€

One of my speeches stirred up a thousand waves among the unscrupulous masses, and it can be seen that the unscrupulous leader called Wuwei seems to have a few brushes, and seems to have an extraordinary position in the bad hearts of these men and women... But from their unbridled insults, I was more convinced of my inference.

"I said..."

"Trash! You kneel down for Lao Tzu! ā€

I was about to speak, but I was interrupted by a man with dyed blue hair who looked like a small leader, who picked up half of the steel bar on the ground and strode towards me:

"Lao Tzu let the mouth open! Kneel down to apologize to Lord Wuwei! ā€

As he spoke, he struck me with a steel bar on my head and in the face.

Seeing that I was about to suffer from flesh and skin, I didn't dodge it and seemed to be confident... Because...

"Stop."

Sure enough, as I expected, at the last moment, the bad leader, the guy named Wuwei, couldn't help but stop the blue hair after all.

At this time, he had recovered his previous calm appearance, his left foot hanging in the air, his right foot resting on the mechanical beam, sitting hanging, a pair of eyes that were deeply sunken, Gu Jing Wubo could not see joy and anger:

"So, Onodera called you here to tell me this?"

Hmph, it's kind of calm... But...

"Of course not!"

Ignoring the indignant blue hair in front of me, I stepped forward with my head held high:

"I told you before, I don't have anything to do with that Onodera you talk about, how can I know what she wants to say to you. If you're looking to ask about Onodera, I'm afraid you're looking for the wrong person. ā€

Like a great charlatan, I smiled mysteriously:

"But what you want to ask is something about yourself, not just that... But it can help you understand. ā€