Ma Liuye didn't care about Huang Xiaobei's weird look, it didn't matter, anyway, after so many years, anyone who heard the name of their gang basically either ran away in fright, or rolled on the ground with laughter, it didn't matter.

Qing Bang, what's wrong? How good it is to clear the bomb, especially the bomb word, how imposing, I think the eldest brother thought about this name back then, it was enough to think about it for three days!

If Huang Xiaobei knew what Ma Liu was thinking in his heart, he would definitely complain loudly.

"Three days to come up with such a clear bomb gang? Dao Ye, you are a little dick! Dao Ye, your old man didn't think about the name of the gang at all for the past three days, you were just thinking about which word to plagiarize more imposingly! Nima, can you plagiarize some good words! Clearance ....... Will Qinghong die? People who don't know still think it's a combination of the Shanghai Youth Gang and Hongmen, and when you encounter the second disease, you think that you are some kind of water gang, and you will release water waves when you see people! ”

"You kid behaves well, maybe one day when the eldest brother is in a good mood, he will absorb you into the gang." Ma Liuye drew a big cake for Huang Xiaobei as he spoke.

Huang Xiaobei looked at the sixth master in front of him like a fan.

"Sixth Master, dare to ask if your gang really didn't come to recruit me today because the shortage of people was too serious?"

Absorb into your so-called Qingbang Gang?

Nima still let me do it until I die!

I'd rather die of exhaustion than join that shitty Qingbang Gang!

"Hey, what are you thinking with your head down, are you secretly saying bad things about us? Hurry up, I didn't see that the dead bald donkey finished eating, why don't you go to the checkout, be careful that Lao Tzu is adding two years to your sentence. Ma Liu raised his leg and kicked Huang Xiaobei aside, and then went to gnaw on the chicken bones.

Huang Xiaobei patted his legs, sighed, and stopped thinking about the evil Qingbang Gang, and trotted to stop Tang Seng who was still about to leave after a full meal.

Huang Xiaobei stood in front of Tang Seng and said with a smile: "Master, you have eaten, what is that, the food money has not been paid, a total of one hundred and eighteen." ”

Tang Seng's face became more and more red after eating for a day, but at this moment, listening to Huang Xiaobei's words, Tang Seng paused for a moment, "Do you still have to give money for dinner?" ”

Huang Xiaobei suddenly lowered his face, what kind of monk is this, do you say that you will give money for dinner.

Fortunately, Tang Seng quickly reacted, this is not heavenly, of course you have to pay for dinner.

"Oh, I was joking with you just now, isn't it just money, how much does the poor monk want, you wait, the poor monk will give you more, and you still have a tip."

Huang Xiaobei looked at Tang Seng suspiciously, looked him up and down several times, and secretly wondered in his heart, this monk is dressed well, but he ...... Is there really money?

As usual, Tang Seng put his right hand behind his back, and after a while, he took it out very confidently, and said proudly to Huang Xiaobei: "How about it, it's a lot of money, hey, don't stare your eyes so big, don't worry, except for the food money, the rest is all for you." ”

Huang Xiaobei raised his head in amazement, and Shui Ling's big eyes were dead.

"You eat white food, don't you?"

"Hey, how do you talk, what do you mean....... Oops, I didn't change it, I'm sorry, you can wait a while. ”

Next, Huang Xiaobei watched Tang Seng put his hands behind his back again and again, and then took his hands out again and again.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Huang Xiaobei's heart was shocked.

Eat white food, Nima really eats white food! In other words, this monk is not small, he dares to come here to eat white food, he is really not afraid of being thrown into the sea by the heroes of the Qing Bang Gang to feed the fish.

It has changed more than a dozen times in a row, but each time it has not turned out the money as he imagined, Tang Seng was a little anxious, thinking to himself What is wrong, why is the mana still not working.

In the end, Tang Seng also gave up, and opened his hands very calmly and smiled: "That, the poor monk has a little problem today, so let's do it, the food money is owed first, and I will send it to you tomorrow." ”

"There are people in the sixth master who eat white food." Huang Xiaobei stepped back step by step, and said weakly in his mouth.

Tang Seng was a little panicked when he saw Huang Xiaobei and began to call people.

"I said little donor, don't scream, poor monks don't eat white food, poor monks are rich, really rich. In addition, you may not know who I am, I am Tang Sanzang, and I went to the West Heaven to get the true scriptures back then, you see that with this relationship, it is not too much for you to invite me to a meal, right? ”

"Sixth Master is coming! There's a stinky shameless person who eats white food! Throw this bastard into the sea and feed the fish! ”

Huang Xiaobei screamed at the top of his throat, and said politely that he could faint with a bad heart.

The main reason is that Huang Xiaobei was also shocked, damn you, a dead bald donkey, have no money, and the reason for making it up is so magical? Tang Sanzang! Don't you say that you are the Buddha for Mao!

Is the quality of the scammers so low now? If you continue like this, you liar can't starve yourself to death!

"What! Someone dares to come to our hotel to eat white food! Damn, I really think our Qingbang Gang is a copycat waste gang! ”

Admit it! Admit it! You all say you're a gang! Damn, if your gang counts the Taoist master, and if you count Master Sun, one of the Eight King Kongs, there are no more than ten people in total!

God, is the security of the Celestial Empire so good now? Is there less than ten people in a city-level triad that is the number one? What a strange gang this is!

Well, looking for a chance, I still have to run

Huang Xiaobei was complaining in his heart, thinking about how to run in his heart, but soon, he couldn't complain, and at the same time, he didn't dare to have the idea of running away anymore.

Because with a phone call from Ma Liuye, in less than two minutes, "Hula Lala", more than 30 people in black poured in from the door of the hotel, although each of them was empty-handed, but ......

"Brush, brush!" More than thirty pistols were pulled out from the waist of the man in black at the same time, aiming at Tang Seng and Huang Xiaobei, who was standing opposite Tang Seng.

I'm exaggerating Nima!

Knowing that you are the No. 1 underworld in this city, then you won't take out more than 30 pistols when you meet a person who eats white food! Aren't you afraid of hitting your own people? Even if you can't hit your own people, it's not good to hit the table, chair and bench!