Time passed, and ten minutes passed.

Ten minutes, if you say you want to do something, it's simply impossible. Even if the underworld calls people and assembles, it still takes time.

However, I have to say that the business of this store is indeed good, and the boss is indeed well-connected and has a lot of money. For the sake of money, ten minutes, wow, yes, yes, hundreds of bastards were assembled.

It is not difficult for Zheng Xiaotian to find that one by one, all of them came on private motorcycles, which costs money. And, these money, in the end, must be such a sentiment from the boss.

Zheng Xiaotian glanced at the boss more. This Sichuan City, a casual boss, Nadu Nima is a rhythm of capable people. Yes, yes, it's amazing.

"Boy!" The boss looked at Zheng Xiaotian.

"Hmm!" Zheng Xiaotian nodded.

"You're now, you know? Do you really feel this sense of crisis? Do you feel it? "Boss, tremble. For him, now, it's time to be arrogant.

"I didn't feel a sense of crisis at all." Zheng Xiaotian shook his head.

"Good, good, that's because you deliberately didn't even look outside. If you really have that courage, you don't need to look at it as many times as you want. The boss pointed out the door.

"Wow!" Zheng Xiaotian looked at the door and exclaimed.

"Hehe, I'm scared. Now, you apologize to me, actually. That's still in time. If you don't apologize to me now, then. You're. I think so. The boss said.

"Well, today, this is simply a rhythm of a lot of people. Mmmm, the flow of people today is not bad, it's big, it's big. Here's a deal. That's simply, a rhythm that can make money for young and old. Zheng Xiaotian nodded.

"Are these the people who buy things? Nima, these. If you look at it, you can see that it's all the underworld. "The boss didn't have a good air.

"Well, these are the underworld?" Zheng Xiaotian was suspicious. Like this, one by one. Does it look like a triad? Some. That's reading a book with a mobile phone, some, that's holding a mobile phone and reading Lianlian, and some, that's holding a tablet, it's just a rhythm of playing a game. Nima!

"That's right, don't underestimate them, one by one. It's all my little buddies. They, they are all ruthless characters. Brat. You've got it on my head today, boy, you just don't know how many eyes Erlang God has today. The boss pointed at Zheng Xiaotian.

"Three." Zheng Xiaotian said.

"What three?" The boss was a little stunned.

"Didn't you say I didn't know how many eyes the Erlang God had? I can tell you that the standard answer is three. If you ask me how many eyes Lord Ma has, I really can't answer. Do you know how many eyes Ma Wang Ye has? Zheng Xiaotian asked rhetorically.

Zheng Xiaotian's question suddenly paused, it was to stop the boss. Yes, yes, how many eyes does Lord Ma have? Nima, I haven't studied this either.

After the boss stared at him in confusion for a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he looked at Zheng Xiaotian and said: "I know, you must be scared, yes, if you were any other person, you would be afraid." So, you're trying to divert the conversation from something else, so that I forget about the dispute with you. Ha, if you fail in this trick, I will definitely not forget it. ”

"God babble." Zheng Xiaotian shook his head, and then, he walked towards the door.

The boss looked at it, oh yes, this is a rhythm to go. Immediately, he said to the door: "Friends, you should be angry, it is this turtle son in front of you, he is the one who provoked me." It must be to kill him! ”

Zheng Xiaotian shook his head.

Brush brush brush.

One by one, the figures appeared in front of Zheng Xiaotian, dense, thorough, that was blocking the door.

Zheng Xiaotian sighed. However, it's just a few little hooligans, and what can they do, how evil can they be? What kind of rhythm is it so powerful? Even if there are more people, what can it be? In this world, not a lot of people are powerful. There are still a lot of people in the army, what happened when facing Iron Man? One by one, they have to be finished calves.

Zheng Xiaotian looked at the bastard in front of him and said indifferently: "If you don't want to die, get out of the way." ”

"What did you say?" The bastard raised his right hand behind his ear, and he asked, as if he hadn't heard.

"I said, I don't want to die, get out of the way." Zheng Xiaotian repeated.

"What did you say?" Bastard, he continued.

"Fuck your uncle!" Zheng Xiaotian's right hand suddenly punched, a swing punch, and at an instant, it smashed towards the man's cheek.

Bang!

One punch, hit. The man, in an instant, fell to the ground with a bang. That sense of rhythm, it's simple.

At this moment, everyone was stunned. This guy, this guy turned out to be a blatant shot. They have a rhythm of one hundred and eighty people, in front of so many people, the other party, resolutely shot? Could it be that the other party thinks that the move at this moment is to capture the thief and capture the king first? Wowhaha, wowhaha, the boss is the king at all.

Bang, bang, bang!

Zheng Xiaotian kicked out again and again, kicking one foot at a time, and kicked on the man's body.

The man was attacked again and again. Wails abounded. He felt that today, it was simply a shame, and it was a very embarrassing sense of rhythm. In front of so many friends, how can I upgrade in the future? Originally, carrying the handle and following it was already on the agenda, and he was the most active and promising among the bastards. However, this time, after being beaten, he belonged to a complete calf. Nima.

"Sè, continue to sè, and then sè." Zheng Xiaotian said while kicking.

Linda, didn't say anything. She felt that there was no combat value at first glance, and there was no little mouse on both arms, so she didn't have to take it to heart. Lao Xingyue, she already has a certain understanding of Zheng Xiaotian, so she knows that if the other party can make a move, she has absolute certainty.

Lao Wantong, the old god is here. Aren't they just a few hooligans? What is there to be afraid of.

Qian Yanyan, thinking is a little twisted. The man in front of him, the man with all his feelings, is a little too violent, right? In the future, it shouldn't be a wife beating, right? If you play while forking Europe and Europe, then what kind of feeling is this? Isn't it painful and happy?

"What are you all doing? Watching your little friends get beaten by others, right? What are you going to do? "Boss, there was a loud shout.

Bastards, come back to their senses immediately. Then, one by one, they entered a state of combat readiness, and they immediately wanted to beat Zheng Xiaotian in a group.

Zheng Xiaotian glanced back at his boss.

The boss felt Zheng Xiaotian's eyes, and suddenly took a step back.

Zheng Xiaotian can see it, what kind of bastard army, what kind of serious boss, the bastard army is an army of bastards, but what about the boss, it is simply an identity of the underworld boss. Obviously, under the boss's order, everyone came. Obviously, under the boss's order, everyone was immediately ready to fight against him, obviously, this boss is not a good bird, obviously......

However, Zheng Xiaotian didn't really play any game to capture the thief and capture the king first, in fact, even if the number of bastards was large, he didn't care about it. The next second, the bastards rushed towards him, and the next second, he rushed towards the army of bastards.

Bang, bang, bang!

One by one, the bastards fell to the ground and the ground.

One, two, three, five, ten. This kind of rhythm that suddenly increases the number of fallen to the ground, that is, because the bastards one by one are close to Zheng Xiaotian, so the bastards one by one are suddenly hit to the ground.

When, there were twenty or thirty bastards on the ground who were completely unable to fall to the ground and wailed collectively, next to them, these residents who were watching the excitement with a little fear suddenly applauded.

In this society, the most despised people are bastards, secondly, they are chengguan, then they are bureaucrats, and then, if they are a little powerful, they are all spurned. Then, only the bastards who have no power are spurned. When these people can be beaten like this, this is of course what little dick silk is most willing to see.

The boss was dumbfounded, grunted, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"This is your army of bastards? So weak? Zheng Xiaotian turned his head and looked at the owner of the shop. Now, there are still dozens of people in the bastard army, but there is nothing to fear. He stomped his feet casually, and these dozens of people had to pee their pants in fright.

"I'm still a master. No, no, it's not my person, it's that I still know the master. Uh-huh, that's right. "Boss, at this moment, the same rhythm of gritting teeth and not admitting it.

"Your shop, you can't transfer it!" Zheng Xiaotian pointed to the four big characters of the transfer of the store and asked the boss.

"I'm sorry, I turned out." The boss said.

"Today, at this moment, now, if you can't get the transfer contract from you or anywhere, then I will transfer your shop. If you don't want to talk, I'll let you become like your little buddy, and then talk, if you still don't want to talk, then change once, change endlessly, talk endlessly, until the negotiation is good. Zheng Xiaotian said domineeringly. The meaning of the threat is very obvious, and the other party doesn't have to guess the rhythm at all. (To be continued......)