When the fishmonger's roar passed, I could clearly see the fishmonger's body burst out of the veins. Beneath his rapidly bulging muscles were cyan and thick veins.

Seeing the fishmonger resurrected, all the brothers shed tears of excitement at this moment.

Lying on the fishmonger's chest and listening, An You's eyes became sparkling in an instant, "His heart is full of energy, he won't die at last!" ”

"However, he only has less than ten minutes!"

After listening to Anyu's words. A group of our brothers immediately took a deep breath. Then, at the same time, we erupted into a passionate yell, "Let's go!" ”

With the last of their strength, a group of our brothers held the fishmonger aloft at the same time. Desperately rushing out of the factory, we slipped the fishmonger into the car I had come.

Then, I quickly took out the car keys and handed them to Brother Qiang and said, "No matter what, you must save my master." If he died. We don't have to do it in the future. ”

"Brother Yang, if the master dies, my strong son will never come back!" Brother Qiang nodded vigorously.

After listening to Brother Qiang's words, I smiled and hugged him gently. "Do your best, you have to do your best. Each one of you is flesh and skin on me. I don't want to lose any of your brothers. You guys, you know? ”

"I know." Brother Qiang nodded, shedding two lines of tears.

"Anyou, go and help." Looking at the petite Anyu, I gently patted her buttocks.

His face turned red instantly. An You's little face became shy and annoyed. Then An You looked at me resentfully and said, "Remember what you said, you will marry me." ”

"Yes." I smiled softly at Anyu.

Seeing the car leave, a group of our brothers all lay on the ground exhausted. There was no strength left, and we all felt like we were going to die.

Then, I gasped for breath and prepared to climb into the factory. After trying to climb twice, I suddenly saw a faint black shadow in front of me.

Surprised, I raised my head and my eyes widened instantly.........

And in the factory, at this time, the dragon prince, the dragon robe, the crazy and the sissy are desperately besieging the little book. Everyone has been injured too much, and at this moment they are not even as good as a group of kindergarten children.

The people pounced one by one, and they were soon punched by the small notebook and the soles of their feet fell to the ground.

However, they are still holding on. It is people's desire to survive that drives them, and it is the determination to live that drives them. His body had become sour and weak, but Prince Long still gritted his teeth and insisted on yelling, "Give it all to me, fight with him!" If we lose, we'll all die, I don't want to die! ”

"Grass you, Lao Tzu will kill you first!" kicked down the dragon prince, and the sissy immediately hugged the arm of the little book.

The wound on his face was dripping with blood, and the expression of the little book looked indescribably hideous. Another butt to knock down the sissy. The little book couldn't help but roar excitedly, "Hahaha, it turns out that only I am truly invincible in the world!" ”

While laughing, the little book kicked down the dragon robe. Look at the dragon robe. The little book shouted disdainfully, "Weren't you very majestic before?" The second best player in the city! What, now you're injured and nothing? How did you become worse than a dog? ”

Listening to the words of the little book, the dragon robe was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood. "Little book, you are a powerful villain!"

"Scolding people is so substandard, you are destined to be just a little brother for the rest of your life!" The little book kicked the body of the dragon robe again, kicking him out.

Then, the little book punched and kicked the bastards around him again. While kicking the small notebook, he yelled, "Damn, you garbage from the province one by one." People in big cities are now going to be abused by me, a rural person. I'm going to grass you, you're all too weak. You're all too weak! ”

"Fight!"

"Fight with him!"

I really want to live.,No matter how the little book beats them.,They all try their best to do something.。 However, their outstretched hands were so weak. They're not fighting with the little book, they're like beggars begging for something from the little book.

And the little book, he probably hasn't been so happy in his life. Having beaten them enough, he glanced at Emperor Zhao, whose face was pale, and ran towards him again.

Frightened, Emperor Zhao sat on the ground and looked at him with a frightened face, "I didn't mess with you, don't hit me." ”

"Hell, you threw that bullet casing just now, right?" The little book asked with a hideous face.

"............," Emperor Zhao smiled awkwardly.

kicked him hard, and the little book kicked him in the heel. Then he stomped on his body again, trampling Emperor Zhao loudly and begging for mercy.

At the beginning, Emperor Zhao still had the strength to beg for mercy. But in the end, Emperor Zhao was no longer able to make any sound.

Seeing Emperor Zhao dying. The little book trampled on him disdainfully. Then he leaned down and polished his shoes with his clothes.

He had never been insulted like this, and Emperor Zhao looked at the little book and cried with a smug face, "It's too insulting." ”

"Hehe......" sneered disdainfully, and the little book walked to the table where we had played mahjong with an arrogant expression.

Picking up an intact chair, the little notebook's eyes lit up and looked at the huge mountain of money on the table.

money, the table was full of red tickets. There are also a lot of them on the ground, and they are all bills that can hook people to death.

Although, they look so beautiful. But behind their beauty, there is an infinite amount of sin.

They were all covered in blood, and their paths were dirty.

Like a mentally ill person, the small notebook grabbed a bundle of banknotes at random and stared. Tear open the brown paper strips. The small book called out the money like a mountain in the sky.

Like heavy snow, those red tickets fell on his head, body, and ground.

Just admiring those beautiful banknotes, the little book couldn't help but smile stupidly.

"I have money, I have status, and now I have finally become an emperor. Now, I can fulfill my dream. Laughing, the little book suddenly sniffed. Then he took out a piece of paper money at random, shook it up on his nose, and then threw the banknote ball on the ground at random.

Seeing the banknotes rolling on the ground, Emperor Zhao's eyes couldn't help but light up, "Master, you can't treat banknotes like this." ”

"Hehe, why?" The little book smiled and asked.

"We business people have a saying called a dime, but it doesn't mean that we businessmen buckle it. It's a waste of money that can easily affect fortune, and even if a dime falls into the sewer, we have to pick it out. ”

"Stinky stupid, are you still superstitious?"

Spat casually on the pile of money, humming a brisk song, the little notebook took out a cigarette and lit it. However, when he was about to ignite it, he thought about it and put out the fire. Instead, a note was lit with a lighter, and only then a cigarette was lit with the banknote. Cigarette in his mouth. The little book squinted his eyes and asked, "How is it, handsome or not?" ”

"It's really easy to get lucky!" Emperor Zhao looked at the burning half-cut banknote distressedly and said.

"One more nonsense, I'll kill you right away!" The little book looked at Emperor Zhao coldly and said.

"Grandpa. Sun Tzu didn't dare to ........." Emperor Zhao hurriedly closed his eyes and hid next to a corpse by the way.

Still humming a brisk tune, the little book smiled and kept gesturing with a pistol. Then he twisted his sore neck, and the little book looked at the bastards who were no longer able to fight and asked. "I only have one bullet in my gun, who should reward you with this bullet?"

After listening to the words of the little book, all the bastards were so blue that they didn't dare to make a sound.

"So, I'll throw a piece of money with my eyes closed. Throw it to whom. I'll give this bullet to whomever I want! As he spoke, the little notebook closed his eyes and hummed a brisk tune. People also began to turn in circles in the same place.

With a snap, a ball of banknotes suddenly flew towards them. I saw the banknotes fall to the ground. Mother's face turned pale.

And Dad saw the banknotes fall in front of Mom, and the muscles on his face instantly tensed.

"Sister-in-law, it's you! How could it be so coincidental that it was you who threw it? Then I'm sorry, I'll give you this bullet. I hope that after my sister-in-law goes all the way, she will never be the eldest brother's woman again........."

Squinting his eyes, the small notebook gently pulled the board. And Dad instantly pounced on Mom and blocked the muzzle with his body.

Syllable!

Huge factory building. There was a crunch again.........