Reverence for life? Respect for the soul? The Wan Tu who just let the hammer smash his head alive is not life, there is no soul?

"From now on, you can choose your own way of living! Don't worry, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. Ran Xiong condescendingly looked at the excited people and continued, "Of course, if you don't raise lazy people, you have to prove that you have the value of living." ”

"Also, please be civilized, otherwise you will really become scum!" After speaking, Ran Xiong led everyone down the city wall, which was simply the spirit of a big guy in the style of a big guy!

"What did he just say? You don't have to grab anything for food and clothing, right? "People whispered to each other.

"yes, it seems to be! Oh my God, I don't have to wait to die! As if reacting to something, the whispered conversation turned into a loud cheer.

"Hooray! Banzai! Then, the cheers were encouraging, like the New Year......

People, it's so easy to be satisfied, and the useless others who are beneficial to yourself are happy for you, and you can perform chic and agitated.

"Brother Xiong, why are you raising them? Let them rob, let's take a little less, they are also so grateful to Dade, right? Shi Yan was a little puzzled, and even showed the meaning of the femme fatale.

After touching Xiao Shiyan's head, Ran Xiongcai replied, "Do you know how Wan Tu died?" It wasn't stoned to death by a monk, nor was it betrayed by his subordinates, but he lost the hearts of these people, understand? ”

"Huh? What are these people for? I think it's much easier for them to kill than to kill zombies. Shi Yan was still puzzled, she didn't have a good impression of these people.

"Useless? If the cool five didn't fight back, if all of them took up arms and resisted stubbornly, what do you think would happen if they broke through this walled gate? Ran Xiong smiled, which was a kind of complacency for taking Sin City.

"That's right! But where are such people? This is a simple stubborn mouth, but Shi Yan can't stand it, as if this can bring him closer to Ran Xiong, and at the same time declare his sovereign status.

"Where are such people? You're all around you. Ran Xiong laughed, and the high-ranking people of the surrounding Tulang clan also laughed, breaking through their city walls? It's not desperate, it's about dying with them.

"And oh, these people you look down on can become very useful, and they can really work hard."

Time is still pretty fast, isn't it?

No, if you don't pay attention to it, it's lunchtime, and the sun has successfully turned into a vicious appearance, crazy and hot, and mercilessly bakes the earth.

"Oh my God, this is pork? And this, this is a pig's trotter hot pot? "The current Shi Yan is inseparable from Ran Xiong, and I am fortunate to see this incredible scene!

And that, that white flowery hot rice, how long has it been since I've seen it? What the hell is this vegetable? God, potato chips, hot pot must-have! Fresh, all fresh, fresh ingredients in the last days!

"Smack!" The monk hurriedly slapped Shi Yan's head and said, "Isn't it embarrassing to your brother-in-law?" In the past, your brother-in-law and I used to eat this every day, okay? Look at your unproductive look! ”

The current monk is different, he is accompanied by beauties, and he is envious of the old Tulang bachelors next to him, not to mention, he himself unconsciously makes the momentum of happiness a little exposed.

"Yes, yes, my brother-in-law is right." Slightly embarrassed, don't you see everyone next to her staring at her? It's just that I still can't help it, and after a grunt, Shi Yan secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"This kind of thing, you have to eat less." Sitting down, it was still Ran Xiong speaking, "It's easy to lose fighting spirit, it's easier to make people lose motivation to move forward, your stomach is saying yes, so what do you think?" ”

The scene was a little quiet, the main table of this big private room could seat thirty or forty people, but except for the steaming hot pot, no sound could be heard now, a few regiment leaders, a few backbones, a few ministers...... Silent.

"It doesn't seem like it's been a week since I've left, right? Would you like some more beer? Well, didn't anyone answer me? Liquor is fine, let's celebrate, it seems that it takes no effort to get it. Ran Xiong pulled out the chair and had a space to Erlang's legs, and took out his standard dagger from his pocket.

"Yanghua, your ten thousand slaughter brothers are all evenly hairy, go and take it out and make a cup for one person." Ran Xiong played with his little dagger to himself.

"Huh? Oh! It's ......" Yanghua sat in the most inconspicuous place on the side table next to the main table, and it was the first time to participate in such a large-scale party, and I felt a little distracted for a while, stressed, and the atmosphere was too terrifying, right? Can't you eat hot pot well?

But it wasn't until this moment that Shi Yan and Yu Xin, who were sitting next to Ran Xiong, really knew this man, he was not a sunny and simple big boy who laughed from time to time at that time, nor was he a ruffian who was often a rogue, but a powerful man who was really powerful!

"Patriarch, hey." The monk felt that he should be able to speak.

"You should sit quietly and wait for tea, don't you think?" continued to play with the dagger, and his tone was neither salty nor light, but the frightened monk trembled and did not dare to speak again.

"Male boy, blame me." The second uncle couldn't stand this kind of depression, so he stood up and said, "It's that I didn't take care of it, and I failed to live up to your trust." ”

"Second uncle, sit down, what age is your old man, you should enjoy it, I don't blame you." Putting down the dagger, Ran Xiong continued, "I told your old man at the beginning, when you go out of the house, you only need to smoke and drink, I promise!" ”

The second uncle also sat down, not knowing what to say, and even now looking at the hot pot on the table, it was tasteless, and there was a sense of vomit-like remorse.

"As I said, I want children to grow up healthy, not to be passers-by in this world; I also want the old people to be well fed and drink, and enjoy their old age in peace, not a burden to this world; I also want you and me to continue to be generous and singing, walking through life, not the dust of this world. ”

"You guys don't seem to respect me very much, and you've forgotten a little." Ran Xiong smiled, "You're starting to learn to enjoy, but does anyone dare to go out with me to see what the other clansmen are eating?" Is there meat in the bowl? ”

"Who dare!" Ran Xiong slapped the table and stood up, "You are all fat-headed brains, what position do you put in the clan?" I've always insisted on eating a big pot of rice, so you have to be special, right? ”

"On the day of death, will my people still be hungry to fight for you to be chic and comfortable? Is your child getting enough nutrition? Is the old man no longer saving food for you? Why, how long has it been, and now it's like this? ”

"You guys, you really call me a stranger!" Ran Xiong took out a cigarette and smoked it to himself, staring viciously at every so-called high-ranking member of the Tulang clan.