"That's good, you sit first, and my sister will make you a cup of tea first." Mei Chao threw a wink at the ninth master, then got up and went to make tea for the ninth master. When she walked, half of her white robe was open. She just turned around slightly, and the Ninth Master saw all her scenery.

"It's not big......"

"Hate, what's so ...... big?" Mei Chaofeng was obviously not very satisfied with the evaluation of the ninth master. No matter how big it is, Tianjin soup dumplings are so big, there are always them, right?

However, since her valet has already arrived, what can he do if he says something he doesn't like to hear? Mei Chaofeng has long thought about it, people live in the world, and the most important thing is to be happy. For a long time, as long as Mei Chaofeng saw a handsome guy, he had no immunity at all. Today, she met the ninth master, and she was even more drunk.

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"Hey, you're going to die? Why did you still shoot it? It's okay to come out and play, but we can't, it's broken our rules, ......? Mei Chaofeng finished pouring the tea, and as soon as he turned around, he was surprised to find that the ninth master was lying on the big bed, holding his mobile phone, and taking a video for her. Mei Chaofeng was unhappy, and hurriedly ran over, wanting Jiu Ye to put away his mobile phone.

"Can't you shoot it? Keep it for a while, and go home and savor it slowly. Come on, baby, take two catwalks......" Seeing that the ninth master said this, Mei Chaofeng was happy. Seeing that she didn't snatch it anymore, Jiu Ye continued to use his mobile phone to shoot her all over the scene.

"Well, it's good, the shape is good, my husband likes it."

"I hate it, I'm going to be my husband so soon?" As soon as Mei Chaofeng heard the word "husband", her face was suddenly filled with happiness.

"Isn't that right? Everybody's here. Isn't it okay to be your dewy husband for a day? The eyes of the ninth master were staring at Mei Chaofeng on the phone. Hey, to be honest, looking at her coquettish catwalk, it's really a bit rich and charming.

It seems that this woman has two stinky money, and she walks differently. Under the persuasion of the ninth master, Mei Chaofeng exposed his scenery, lay beside him, and talked to him a lot of sweet words. In the end, she even talked about her real husband. That's right, it's Wang Fuquan who has to wash his butt with Chinese medicine every day. When it came to Wang Fuquan, Mei Chaofeng spat and looked hideous, revealing Mei Chaofeng's true colors.

"Sister, can you say it again. In addition to Wang Fuquan, you have also drunk flower wine with several masters, and rolled over the big flower bed......" When the ninth master spoke, he pressed the two buttons on her body.

"Oh, I really can't count that sister. Anyway, you're the most handsome one, it's all right......" Mei Chaofeng finished speaking, just as he was about to knock down the ninth master like a hungry tiger. The Ninth Master dodged and dodged.

"Jingle bell ......" At this moment, the phone of the ninth master rang.

"Oops, my girlfriend is here again. Excuse me, answer the phone and send it away. The Ninth Master pretended to answer the phone and slipped away from room 305. The phone was made to him by Pipiru on the spot. If he fights a little later, the ninth master probably won't be able to extricate himself.

"Quick, hurry up and pass this video to her husband Wang Fuquan. Oh, by the way, remember to pass the house number of this hotel to him together...... "After going downstairs and leaving the hotel, Pipiru passed the wonderful video that Jiu Ye had just shot in room 305 to Wang Fuquan.

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"Ah, stinking. Son, come on, just now, who are you messing around with here......" Ten minutes later, Wang Fuquan carried a kitchen knife menacingly, and kicked the door of room 305 open.

About ten minutes ago, when Wang Fuquan was still squatting in his home and soaking his butt with traditional Chinese medicine, his mobile phone suddenly rang. Pipiru first sent him a warm text message: "Brother Wang, do you want to see the video of my sister-in-law's wonderful speech?" After the text message, a video file called "Wang's sister-in-law's true self" was sent to Wang Fuquan's mobile phone.

Wang Fu was bare-chested, squatting on a basin of Chinese medicine water. When he saw the video, his whole body exploded.

"Huang Qianqian, I'll fuck your ancestors......" Wang Fuquan roared, and even the basin of dark red Chinese medicine was overturned by him. That's right, Huang Qianqian is Wang Fuquan's Mei Chaofeng wife. Of course, she is also the "wife" of the ninth master in room 305.

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"Damn, say it! Don't say it, Lao Tzu chopped you today......" Wang Fuquan held a kitchen knife in his hand and pressed Huang Qianqian's head with his hand.

"Bastard, you let it go, the old lady is stealing men outside, what do you want?" Huang Qianqian can also be regarded as a loyal martyr, she even dares to do things alone.

If Huang Qianqian hadn't beaten Xia Xiaofeng yesterday. The ninth master really doesn't want to do anything to her. After all, she married Wang Fuquan, and she had to do it as a last resort. Looking at the way she just walked in the room, it was quite cute.

"Damn, don't say it, do you? Don't say it, Lao Tzu will hack you to death today......" As he spoke, Wang Fuquan cut off Huang Qianqian's hair by one-third. The carpet of the hotel made Wang Fuquan's knife cut a big hole.

"Woo woo, bastard, how do I know, which bastard is going to harm me......" Seeing that her husband was poisoned, Huang Qianqian was finally defeated. She knelt on the ground and begged for her husband's forgiveness. Although, the husband in front of her is not a fucking person. However, at the moment of the kitchen knife, as a weak female paper, she feels that it is better to be soft.

"Why, why, Qianqian, why are you doing this to me......" Wang Fuquan looked up to the sky and pushed Huang Qianqian aside.

"What else? Isn't it just for the sake of the Ninth Master, ......? Suddenly, I only heard the door of the room of 305, and with a stroke, a personable man, dressed well, walked in.

"Say, isn't he ......?" Wang Fuquan once again pressed a kitchen knife against his woman's face.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's him, it's him, it's the ...... he shot" Under the kitchen knife, Huang Qianqian nodded hurriedly in fright.

"Wife, why did you succumb so quickly? Oh, you really failed the Ninth Master's sincerity to you......" After the Ninth Master finished speaking, a whistle, and behind him, four people rushed in together. Fang Tianbao, Ning Caichen, Yao Xiaoming and Pipiru.

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"Damn, tell me quickly, where is your brother Wang Shouquan?" Yao Xiaoming pulled out a long towel from the toilet in room 305. He strangled Wang Fuquan on the ground with a towel.

Just now, when Fang Tianbao, Ning Caichen, Yao Xiaoming and Pipiru came in, Wang Fuquan unexpectedly raised the kitchen knife in his hand and slashed at the head of the Ninth Master. If it weren't for Fang Tianbao's arrow step, plus a side kick. If it's not good, the ninth master is about to be poisoned. After Wang Fuquan was kicked to the ground by Fang Tianbao, as soon as he wanted to get up, Ning Caichen went down with a stick and directly knocked him down. Like whack-a-mole.

"Brother Bao, thank you......" Jiu Ye turned his head and hugged Fang Tianbao with a fist. When he was just smoking, Jiu Ye turned around and lit the fire, but he didn't pay attention to it, and almost hit Wang Fuquan. Now, the kitchen knife has been in the hands of the ninth master.

"......" Wang Fuquan, lying on the ground, nosebleeds and tooth blood flowing together, looking spectacular. He lost two of his front teeth. He was so painful that he wanted to scold his mother, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Come on, where is your second child?" At this time, Pipiru also came over with a glove. He used the medical scissors to carefully scratch and scratch around Wang Fuquan's face. It's like, he, Pipiru, is a plastic surgeon.

"Okay, okay, if you want people to say it, you have to say it......" Fang Tianbao motioned for Yao Xiaoming to remove the towel first. That's right, Yao Xiaoming also used a towel to strangle Wang Fuquan's throat. I want the horse to run, and I want the horse to tie my feet, so how can I do it?

"Oh......" Yao Xiaoming hurriedly released the towel from Wang Fuquan's neck. To be honest, with the kind of strangulation he just had, within a minute, Wang Fuquan had to roll his eyes.

"Xiao Ming, you go out of the way, put on gloves first." While the ninth master was talking, he also wore a pair of gloves and came over.

"Ninth Master, it's not that serious, right? This flower. Can the disease be contagious even if you touch it skin......? As soon as Yao Xiaoming said this, Wang Fuquan, who was lying on the ground, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, just now, before Fang Tianbao and the others started, they all wore a pair of white gloves one after another. At that moment, Wang Fuquan thought in his heart: Grandma, these masters, should they put me to death?

Generally, in the movie, don't those murderers have to wear gloves before they do it? At that time, as soon as Wang Fuquan saw his brothers wearing gloves, his heart was half cold. It's over, it's over, it's all over.

It turned out that Fang Tianbao and his brothers wore gloves, not to kill their mouths, but to prevent themselves from being infected. Sick?

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