Chapter 1075, isn't it still a bastard to owe money!

Chapter 1075, isn't it still a bastard to owe money!

Under the leadership of Takemoto Wuxin, Qin Luo and Li followed him through the side door, and then entered a small factory that was equally wide but clean and refreshing.

The smell of fresh wood fills the room, and a little old man in a gray sè worker's uniform is holding a planer saw and planing a thick plank.

Sneer-sss

Seeing Qin Luohe come in, he stopped what he was doing. Put down the planer saw, took his pipe from the table and lit it, greeted Qin Luo with a smile, and said, "Good luck Qin, we meet again." ”

"Count?" Qin Luo was very surprised. It was difficult for him to associate the little old man in front of him, whose hair was covered with sawdust, and who was wearing a worker's uniform with several large holes, and the old gentleman he had seen before, who was dressed in bright clothes and talked elegantly, and who had a large Yanma in his arms.

"Oh. I see the shock in your eyes. "The Count was like a mischievous child, glad that he was able to do so." I made every piece of furniture in this room. You can enjoy it as much as you want. Check out these beautiful crafts, they're just as beautiful as the little girl next to you. ”

Qin Luo glanced around, and indeed saw a lot of finished furniture. There are bookshelves, there are tables, there are wardrobes, and there are some things that are inexplicably impossible to discern. The workmanship of these furniture is jīngchi, each knife seems to have put in a lot of effort, the touch surface is smooth, the connection is natural, simple but beautiful, it is indeed like a handicraft.

I have to admit that even if the Count is not a 'Count', he can become a well-known carpenter or artist.

The earl gently stroked a chair beside him and said proudly, "Can you understand what it feels like for a woman to give birth?" Oh, it was painful and blissful. What a miracle that you will come into this world with a new life—they are my children. They were just ugly pieces of wood, but in my hands they became so beautiful as they are now. Don't you think – it's amazing? ”

Qin Luo didn't have time to discuss with him what kind of women give birth to children and men give birth to furniture, he came to save people.

"Where's my aunt?" Qin Luo asked.

"Qin, I thought you would be funny. But you're always so boring. The Count said unpleasantly. This was true when the cards were played, and it still is. ”

"If your loved one were kidnapped, you would feel the same way I did."

"Nope. I'm different from you. The Count said. Everyone is a dúlì world. You are the creator of this world. Nothing is more important than your joy. ”

"So you ate your own woman?"

Click-

The pipe in the earl's hand shattered in two, the smile on his face disappeared, and his eyes stared at Qin Luo fiercely.

"Do you know that no one has ever dared to mention this in front of me."

"If you do it, you will do it, what is there that you dare not admit?" Qin Luo sneered. These people are really funny, they are so happy to kill people, set fires, kidnap and extort for ransom, and they can't stand it when others sarcastically say a word about him?

"Do you know the consequences of those people?" The Count asked.

"I don't know. Don't want to know either. ”

"They're all dead." The Count threw his pipe on the ground, and his boots slammed on it. Click, click, jade pipe made a painful breaking sound.

He stretched out his hand to take the planing saw that he had just planed the wood, looked at Qin Luo and said, "The ghost shadow said that you are very fast. I don't believe it. ”

"Let me see my aunt." Qin Luo said.

The Count thought for a moment and said, "You reminded me. We can change the gameplay to another one-"

He clapped his hands, and immediately a man in black walked out pushing a wheelchair.

In the wheelchair, it was Qin Luo's aunt Qin Lan, who had been missing for several years.

I haven't seen him for more than half a year, and Qin Lan is still as thin as before. Her face was full of tiredness and her eyes were full of horror. It looks like it's gone, and it's very embarrassing.

Tears flowed down his face, and he shook his head desperately at Qin Luo.

Qin Luo knew that shaking his head meant that he shouldn't come, and it also meant that he should leave quickly.

But he wouldn't go.

For Beibei, for grandpa, for father, and even more for his own heart.

He could not come because he was afraid of death, but since he came, he must take his aunt with him.

"I'm going to shave all her hair off—" said the Count, waving the sawsaw in his hand, his face full of excitement and fanaticism. "I did the same before I cooked that woman."

"You dare." Qin Luo said viciously.

"Qin. Come on. The Count laughed maniacally. Stop me. ”——

The combination of handsome guys and beautiful women is always the center of attention in the crowd.

The sharp and angular face of the knife and axe, the golden sè hair that is scattered over the shoulders, the blue eyes like the sea of the Aegean Sea are smiling at you at any time, the tall and strong figure, the shirt buttons are unbuttoned two or three, revealing a strong chest and a pinch of golden sè hair on the chest, and the xìng feeling is simply hopeless.

As if blessed by God, he not only has an outstanding image and temperament, but also wears famous clothes, a gold watch on his wrist, and even the pair of pointed scalp shoes on his feet are worth a lot of money.

Handsome and romantic, young and golden, how can such a man not make a woman tempted?

Every woman who passed in front of him couldn't help but glance back a few times, and many people threw flattering glances directly at him, and even came up directly to talk and seduc, as if they didn't see the girl sitting next to him-

Of course, the girls around him are also good.

Yes, she's just a little girl.

Pink and lovely face, smart eyes like water, cherry mouth and red lips, charming and cute, soft long hair that falls to the waist swaying lightly in the wind, like a little princess who came out of a fairy tale. She was wearing a white dress with a special texture, and a pair of colorful cloth shoes on her feet.

She ignored the men around her and the flowers and plants around her, holding a large glass of sour nǎi and drinking very energetically.

I saw that her cheeks were bulging, and the sour nǎi in the cup went down. Another drum, and one more missing—her eyes were slightly closed, and she looked very intoxicated, as if this was the happiest thing in the world.

"Handsome guy, can you please have a drink?" Another big Yanma with a plump hip came over and sat directly in front of the man. With his chest slightly lowered, he showed his true material to men.

"I'm sorry, I have a girlfriend." The man pointed to the little girl beside him and said.

Yanma glanced at the little girl disdainfully and said, "What's so fun about this kind of little girl who is not fully developed?" I can accommodate all your requests - even if you want to enter from behind, I won't refuse. ”

The man swallowed secretly and said, "But, I love my girlfriend very much. ”

"It's boring." The woman said displeasedly. She took the pen on the table, scribbled down a row of numbers on a sticky note, and said, "Call me and find me at any time." If you want to go to war. ”

"No problem." The man put away the note in a gentlemanly manner and said.

The woman kissed her prey on the face, then twisted her ass and walked away.

"The women of your country are so shameless." The little girl's mouth finally parted from the straw, and she looked at the red lip prints on Jesus' face and said. She couldn't understand English, and she didn't know what the two had just said. Otherwise, I'm afraid she would have gone crazy a long time ago.

"Oh. How am I supposed to explain this to you? Xìng said with a feeling of embarrassment. The women of Huaxia tend to be traditional, and the way they express their feelings is also more subtle. Western women, on the other hand, are more enthusiastic and open-minded, and express their expressions in a more direct way—"

"That's a good point, it's not that I'm in a hurry to." The little girl said disdainfully.

The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "You're right. In fact, the cultural difference between the East and the West is also the difference in the recognition of bedtime time. The West is faster, and you have to keep tempting and probing. ”

"Temptation produces feelings."

"Isn't the end result still about getting laid?"

Redss was angry, but he didn't know how to fight back against Jesus. She didn't talk about feelings, and she couldn't say some philosophical emotional quotes. Although I think that Jesus' statement is wrong, I don't know what is wrong.

"You're a bit more rogues." Redguard decided to play tricks. Women always have the right to be vexatious.

Yes, this little girl is Hongwei, and the xìng man next to her who has been hooked up and coveted by countless women is Jesus.

That night, Redguard and Jesus left at the same time. By the way, he also took away Qin Luo's 30 million US dollars.

They didn't go far, but kept haunting the high-end hotels, luxury restaurants, and casinos in Las Vegas to try all sorts of gambling methods.

They wear famous clothes, buy famous watches, live in famous shops, eat famous food, and spend a lot of money, as if none of this money is money—it is money, but it is not their own money.

"Something suddenly occurred to me." Jesus said.

"What?"

"Qin said, let's each take 10 million dollars and leave. However, we took 30 million dollars from him – that is, we still owe him 10 million dollars. ”

"Yes." Redgaret nodded, she knew it.

"How about we pay him back the next time we meet?"

"He was dead by then."

"Oh. It's a shame. Jesus shrugged his shoulders. If that's the case - it's him who doesn't want it, it's not that I don't pay it back. ”

"You can send it over now." Red said. "It's a bastard who owes money and doesn't pay it back."

Jesus stared at the red guard. Hongwei opened his small mouth again and sucked sour, and said vaguely: "This sentence was said by Qin Luo. ”

(PS: Those who have votes and don't vote are not good people.) This is what Qin Luo said...... )