The corridor of the rescue room is extraordinarily quiet, Gao Wanfu is moving Yan Zhan's body, looking at the end of the corridor with some deep eyes, and I don't know whether it is sad or vicissitudes, it always makes people feel a trace of nondescript inexplicably, if this feeling is known to others, I am afraid that Gao Wanfu will jump to his feet.

"Gao Fatty, can you Zhao Kuangchao come back tonight?" Kamezo couldn't help but break the peace.

For the title of Gao Fatzi, Gao Wanfu already felt that it was not painful, but replied in a daze: "The mess will definitely come back." ”

"Are you so sure?" Gui San couldn't help but speak, it seems that Zhao Kuangchao's words have magic power in this circle, which is undoubted.

Gao Wanfu nodded, took out a box of fine Nanjing, and after seeing the sign on the wall prohibiting smoking, he honestly took it back, where is the appearance of an underworld, more like Dou Shengmin in the eyes of most people, for fear of touching something that cannot be provoked, and he is not an ordinary heart.

Gui San took out the panda and smoked it with a big grin, replaying the scene just now in his mind like a slideshow, those things seem to be more difficult to erase than anything else, like a tight spell on Sun Wukong's head, the more Gui San wants to forget, the deeper the memory.

"The mess is not a bad person, don't look at him with colored glasses, you don't look at him with colored glasses, if you can do one-tenth or one-hundredth of what you do, that's good, such a person, isn't it worth a good face from you?" Gao Wanfu was anxious, and seemed to know that this gentleman was not an ordinary gentleman.

"Give me less and talk more." Gui San also seems to have developed the habit of bullying this harmless fat man, this look of intimidating Gao Wanfu is very much like the former master, as if it was carved out of a mold, perhaps it is because of this thing in his bones that Gui San is not an ordinary rejection of Gong San'er, just like the magnet of the Antarctic and the North Pole.

Gao Wanfu honestly shut up, his eyes were still looking ahead, and he seemed to be sitting desperately preparing at all times, but tonight, there didn't seem to be any uninvited guests here.

"Do you know the story of Zhao Kuangran?" Kamezo asked.

Gao Wanfu shook his head, Zhao Kuangran had never mentioned it to him, and he had never asked.

"Then you still follow him with all your heart, maybe one day Zhao Kuang will sell you, you are counting the money with him, in this society, how can anyone not be for that benefit." Gui San glanced at Gao Wanfu with disdain, as if he hated iron but not steel.

Gao Wanfu's face turned red, and he didn't know if it was because he was taught a lesson by a young man who was many years older than himself, and he seemed to be a little annoyed: "I can do whatever you want, but if you stab a knife in the back, how can I Gao Wanfu even dare to fight with you even if I smash the pot and sell iron, although I Gao Wanfu has not done anything annoying to this point now, but I at least understand who made Gao Wanfu live like a person." ”

Gui San looked at Gao Wanfu who seemed to be angry in shock, and seemed to feel that Gao Wanfu was a little ridiculous, thinking that even if Gao Wanfu lost his family foundation, he felt that it was not worth mentioning, but he didn't know why, in the face of such a Gao Wanfu, he was a little unable to speak, so he could only flick the cigarette ash, take a deep puff of smoke, and repeatedly ponder something that he might not be able to figure out in his life.

Jincheng Huafu in the rainstorm, the crumbling Li Tieqi, and the white guest who can still fight for a hundred rounds.

"Even if you take your life, you don't want to go to Jinan with me, the God of Wealth can value you guy, maybe you have shit luck again, and you can still live." Bai Ke kept wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth.

"My Li Tieqi's life is not up to you, and neither can the God of Wealth, even if it is death, I can always choose a place, right?" Li Tieqi snorted coldly, and ran towards Bai Ke with a little shaky steps, but because of Bai Ke's straightforward punch, he fell heavily to the ground.

Li Tieqi tilted his head and let the heavy rain hit his face, only feeling the hot pain in his face, his body seemed to be asleep, and he couldn't feel the slightest feeling, could this be death? Li Tieqi asked himself, like a dead man asking himself, what is it like to die, he has already experienced it once, a thing that is more terrifying than death, this time, what is he afraid of?

Li Tieqi smiled, although this smile, except for the so-called God, nothing can be seen, at least he Li Tieqi is decent, he is tired, so tired that he hopes that he will die immediately.

"Li Tieqi !!!!" The voice of the leopard broke Li Tieqi's dream, or pulled Li Tieqi back to reality, the sound of raindrops was either loud, and the thunder never stopped, and even the body seemed to be recovered, and the pain came to his face.

"The melon seeds are dead!" The leopard's voice was particularly bleak, but fortunately it was not washed away by the heavy rain.

Li Tieqi's mind was blank, so white that he forgot the deaths of those people.

A terrifying scene happened, the golden tiger who wanted to see the world collapsed and looked at this scene, his face was already scared of tears, the incomparable wolf bèi, is the son of the God of Wealth in Jinan, it is estimated that no one will believe it, just feel that it is a joke that makes people laugh and cry.

"Bang"

Bai Ke is like rain in the air, or even more pitiful, only to feel a fist explode in his chest, and then the body vacates out, this sense of weightlessness makes people feel unreal, but the pain of falling to the ground is more real than anything else, at this moment, Bai Ke finally has a clear answer, how far is he from Li Tieqi at the peak.

A Ye Feiyan and a white guest can't surrender, only Da Luo Immortal, isn't this Li Tieqi really becoming a Da Luo Immortal? This is the most incomprehensible idea of Bai Ke now, maybe this Li Tieqi was originally a Da Luo Immortal, he finally understood why the God of Wealth persuaded him to take Tiezi and leave Jinan, because he was not Li Tieqi's opponent at all.

Li Tieqi did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but walked towards the two who fell at the door with some stumbling and heavy steps.

"Melon seeds and melon seeds" Li Tieqi muttered in his mouth, rubbing the things that blocked his vision, and his heart was beaten again and again.

"You stand up for Lao Tzu!!" Li Tieqi grabbed the melon seeds on the left side of his face and shouted with all his might, this voice, in this heavy rain, is so powerless, so desolate, a man who can crush anything, in the face of a dead person, what can he do? Li Tieqi had already thoroughly felt that taste once, and it seemed that only at this moment would God have special pleasure.

The leopard cried bitterly, clutching the bleeding wound on his stomach that was less than a thousandth of the heartache.

"Give Lao Tzu back to the sacred mountain! How do you ask me to explain to the old man, hurry up for me, and let's go back to the sacred mountain! Li Tieqi was crazy, but it had no effect, and the left face of the melon seed seemed to be quieter than anything in this world.

"I'm going to kill you!" Li Tieqi threw down the melon seeds, as if he was crazy and rushed to the frightened and trembling golden tiger, Bai Ke gritted his teeth and wanted to stop it, but found that it was too late, just when this scene was about to happen, a huge man stopped Li Tieqi who was almost crazy, and the two bounced away directly, Rao is this man's size is terrifying enough, or was knocked out, and a mouthful of blood spit out, which shows how perverted Li Tieqi is.

"His grandmother's, is this still human?" Gong San'er stood at the door, looking at such a scene in amazement, Dayue's defense power was known to everyone, but compared to Li Tieqi in his heyday, he was as fragile as a child.

Zhang Qinggong had already picked up the red stick and stared at the leopard that could still move, while Gong San'er played with a black cloth dagger and stood in front of Li Tieqi, who was struggling to get up on the ground.

The situation has reversed, it seems that now Gong San'er, the harlequin in the clown, has become a being who can influence the storm, although abstract and fatal, but it has to, this is the reality, and being alive is the most important bargaining chip to be able to stand at the end of the pyramid.

Of course, Bai Ke can recognize Gong San'er, but it seems that the current Gong San'er is not such a good thing.

"Whatever you want, I am willing to give it to you in the entire Jincheng Huafu." Li Tieqi finally stood up, panting, looking at this guy with the smell of a Taoist priest in the rivers and lakes, and tried his best to suppress something on his face.

"Sounds tempting." Gong San'er turned his head and looked at the white guest who was also struggling to survive, as if he was waiting for what kind of chips the white guest could offer.

"That guy is the biological son of the God of Wealth." Bai Ke pointed at the Golden Tiger completely frightened.

Gong San'er looked at this frightened waste, even a complete psychopath would not associate this waste with the majestic God of Wealth, but the reality is like this, making people feel so abstract that this is not reality at all.

"That's your high stacks." Gong San'er chuckled, as if he was reminiscing about this opportunity for him to finally get his will, although this would make him provoke this absolute monster Li Tieqi, but in the long run, it seems that saving the God of Wealth and his own son would be a cost-effective thing even if he lost his life in Shandong.

Li Tieqi gritted his teeth, but he was a little helpless, he clearly felt that even if he fought a fish to the death now, he might not be able to take down the white guest and the three people who suddenly popped up, and the other party was definitely not sure that he could take him, but the cold corpse behind him made Li Tieqi even want to give up a qiē thinking, but now, he had to let go, at least for now, it was not the time to give melon seeds an explanation.