"I know. Your name is Li Houting. Li Wanjian's son. The Li family is currently the only one seedling." Someone is talking. Cough cough two sounds. The sound sounds weird. It's like there's something in your mouth.

"Nima. Don't move. Move me to kill you." Li Dashao suddenly pulled out a small Qiqi pistol from his pillow. The gesture pointed at the crowd.

Someone froze. Then he smiled gloomily: "You shoot and give it a try." With the other two. Walk forward slowly. Step by step, he forced Li Dashao's bedside over.

"Don't come here. Don't come here. Come again. I shot it." Li Dashao was in a hurry. Guangguoguo jumped out of bed. Pull the trigger again and again. But there was no movement.

Another tall man stretches out his furry arm. A mouth knocked the gun away: "Grass mud horse. If the insurance is not opened, Tamu will shoot. You're kidding us." Stretch out your hairy thighs. kicked the thin Li Dashao away.

The three fierce gods and evil spirits finally frightened the little tender model. Eyes rolled. Fainted.

Li Dashao took a kick. The gun flew. The head hit the wall and a bag came out. Sitting on the ground, he scolded angrily: "Mud horse. I'm looking for my dad to kill you. I'm looking for my uncle to kill you. You dare to move a finger of me."

Li Dashao's attitude was extremely arrogant. Seeing that the three of them were silent. I scolded for a while. His expression grew more and more nervous. I finally couldn't help the solemn atmosphere in the room. Don't dare to scold anymore. I sat on the floor and cried.

"Who are you? Nima came in the middle of the night. Grass mud horse. Don't scare me. Woo."

"How did you get in? We've got VIP cards." The people who came were Long Jiang, Lao Su and Da Mao. Three people wear masks. Gloves on hand.

Long Jiang smiled. Pull out three cards. Squat down slowly. slapped his face with a card left and right: "Your grandfather misses you. I want to come and see you." For Long Jiang, who has learned the technique of pickpocketing. It's easy to get a few small cards.

"What are you going to do? Woo."

"What for?" Long Jiang smiled: "Of course I killed you." Say goodbye and shake your head. Da Mao stretched out a pair of hands wearing snow-white gloves and tightly pinched Li Dashao's throat. Push slowly.

Li Dashao struggled fiercely. But what kind of big hairy opponent is the big hair who fights every day. In less than a moment, his eyes were pinched. Kicking your legs around. Fainted.

Da Mao reached out and pulled out the voice changer that was tightly attached to his tongue: "Boss. It's so uncomfortable." was scolded a few times by Long Jiang. I took it back again.

Long Jiang dragged off the silk towel quilt on his body. Revealing her plump and white body. Da Mao's eyes immediately straightened. Shortness of breath. In the blink of an eye, a big tent was set up between the legs.

"Boss. Let's kill women first and then kill. It's better to kill first and then do it."

Long Jiang reached out and patted his big head. He shouted, "You can say another word?" What did I tell you?" Da Mao stuck out his tongue. Stop talking. stared straight at the little tender model's lower body. Saliva poured out.

"Big brother. I'll do it." Lao Su took out a shiny wire sleeve from his trouser pocket. Low voice. was stopped by Long Jiang waving his hand: "These people are different from those people. Those people are wild dogs who don't care. If you kill it, you kill it. These people are all Poodles with owners. Save your life first."

Raised his hand and turned the ** over. Revealing her smooth back and two large buttocks that are full and rounded. Find her jade pillow hole. Gently clapped his left hand. The small tender mold of the light fruit fruit. Completely fainted.

Long Jiang commanded Da Mao to carry Li Da Shao to the floor. Hit the ground with a thud.

Li Dashao has no meat up and down. The sinful organ between the legs shrunk into a strange ball of flesh. The life of a drunken gold fan has basically hollowed out his body.

The fall woke him up. Open your eyes. Wicked men, wire sheaths, daggers. Masked. The many dark elements made him completely angry: "What are you going to do. Don't kill me. I asked my dad to give you money. I'll ask my uncle to give you money. Don't kill me."

"It's simple not to kill you. Performing three shows won't kill you." Longjiang squatted. Slows grinned.

"Okay. Yes. Don't kill me. What a show." Li Da Shao curled up on the ground. Just about to get up. was trampled down by Da Mao.

"yes. What kind of show are you doing?" Long Jiang pretended to be worried. Stand up and walk around the house. Lao Su, Da Mao, and Li Dashao on the ground also moved their eyes left and right with him.

"Stab yourself." Old Su came up with an idea viciously. Li Dashao was almost frightened when he heard it.

"It's too bloody." Vetoed by Longjiang. Li Dashao let out a long sigh.

"Let's have a good time. I'm looking for gasoline to go. Fall on your body. A fire is fine. It's a hassle." Da Mao is energetic. Li Dashao was scared and cried again.

"No. Burns too fast. It doesn't mean anything." Long Jiang vetoed again.

All three of them have their voice changers in their mouths. The voice is sinister.

Li Dashao was so frightened that his legs were dripping. The head is like pounded garlic. This thing is peeing." Three big brothers. Please. I have money. I'll give you all the money. You tell me the number. Don't kill me."

"Rich. How much." Long Jiang stopped. Tilt your head and ask.

"This room is in the safe. There are more than two million. Downstairs financial room. There is also a week's worth of business. And also. Room 811 inside is Lao Yin's house. Seems to have a lot of cash." See Longjiang interested. Li Dashao was busy bare. Run to the corner. Open the safe. Really. Bundles of cash were pulled out of it.

Da Mao was stunned: "I cǎo. a lot of money."

"There is. The first program. Let's show off our wealth."

"Show off your wealth." Li Dashao is a little blind.

"Grass. Bad pen. Take a stack of money. Light a cigarette and smoke. Put the money on the ground. The whole styling. I'm going to do it." Da Mao gave him a hard mouth. Pulling Li Da's hand to wake up: "I'll be right away. Perform right away."

Long Jiang motioned to Lao Su to turn on his mobile phone and start recording.

Li Dashao took out a cigarette. Trembling and picking up a few hundred-dollar bills. lit a cigarette and smoked a cigarette. The expression is deliberately very arrogant.

The screen turns. Li Dashao was lying bare-chested on a sexy white and tender woman's bare ass. It's all around with money. Bundle by bundle. 100,000 unopened. Stacks of stacks. Already opened. Piles and piles. Split into leaflets. Scattered around. The expression is extraordinary.

The screen turns again. Li Dashao lay on the ground. Expression silver. Surrounded by stacks of banknotes. Arranged around his head in two letters: SB.

"Okay." Long Jiang smiled. Clapped his hands. Old Sulu's energy. Da Mao muttered to himself: "This forced thing is simply killed. What are you doing with all this effort? Dare to kill my master. I'll see if I don't kill you for a while."

"What's next?" Long Jiang commanded Li Dashao and Da Mao to put away a room full of RMB. Pinching his chin and thinking.

"Knife cuts fingers." Lao Su Jian yì.

"A big stone in the chest." Big Mao came up with an idea.

Li Dashao trembled. These rascals. Or listen to the slightly thinner figure in the middle:

"There is. Let's put on a skating show."

Li Dashao nodded hurriedly. This is a true show. There is no need to cover it up at all. Drawer open. A bunch of ice curling stones of different shapes and materials. Glass, plastic. Even two crystals were found inside. Next to a pile of plastic straws of various colors. Tie in bundles. Connected in a string. It's everything.

Open the drawer again. All kinds of small packets. Plastic bags, white paper bags, medicine bottles. A full drawer. Open it and take a look. It's definitely not the kind of impure ice that sells small packets on the street. Color, grain, and taste are all the best choices.

Long Jiang pointed to one of the gourd-shaped glass bottles. That's it.

Under the lens of Lao Su. Li Dashao's movements are extremely skillful. Pour two-thirds of the water into the curling stone. Plug in two tubes. One sucks. One for filtration. Shake off the tin foil. Pour out a small pile of powder. Gently place on top. Light the lighter. The flames licked the dry ice through the tin foil. It quickly discolored, melted, and vaporized. A strange smell spreads through.

"What does Nima smell like?" Big hair covers his nose. The breathing of practicing martial arts is very sensitive. The taste is heavy and I can't stand it.

Li Dashao holds a straw. Took a hard sip. The steaming poisonous gas. It's all sucked in with a straw. Then he spit out beautifully. What a treat.

"Alright." Seeing this kid, Meizi sucked it up and couldn't finish it. A strange fragrance erupts from the nose. Some stink. Also Tamu smells a little sassy. Da Mao was furious. A slap knocked him to the ground. Curling. Straw. The small bag was scattered on the ground: "Grass and mud horses. Didn't you hear what my boss said?"

Lao Su turned off the video: "It's already two programs. The third one is."

Long Jiang kicked out the mess on the ground with a few kicks. kicked the fluttering Li Dashao to the ground.

Li Dashao just skated a little ice. It's time for momentum. The crotch bird raised its head. The little face changed and turned sideways: "Nima, what are you kicking me for. Believe it or not, I'm going to find someone to kill you." I want to stand up after saying that. was slapped to the ground by Da Mao's mouth.

"Grass mud horses. You dare to hit me. You have what it takes to kill me. You've got pee waiting. I'm looking for my uncle. Find someone to kill you." Crawl into bed as he speaks. While breaking open the smooth legs of the little tender model. Revealing the men's ultimate goal: "You get the hell out of me. I'm going to go with the grass. Who's in my way. Who will I kill."

Big Mao raised his leg and kicked him in the head. Draw a knife hard. Stopped by Longjiang.

This ice is really not a good thing. Long Jiang thought to himself. In the blink of an eye. A good person goes crazy. And yuwang Daihatsu. Strong enemies look around the situation. I also scruple to find a ** cannon.

Long Jiang stepped on Li Dashao's back. Keep him immobilized. A slap on the head. Put a faint brown circle of light just formed above. Broken up.

Immediately. Li Da Shao wilted. The bird between the legs shrank like a deflated breath. Love xù re-depressed. I know I'm scared again. The whole body trembled again.

"Boss. Cut him down." Da Mao carries a knife. Look at this kid's bare neck. When I think of the master who died tragically, I get angry.

Li Dashao was terrified. Turned over and hugged Long Jiang's leg and cried, "You said it. I'll be released by another show. I'm playing. Any show will do."

"Really."

Li Dashao nodded.

"Do you know that the East is undefeated?"