"Boss, it turns out that you are the immortal that many people have been talking about these days! Oh my god, boss, are you really an immortal? ”

Xiaohua swallowed widely, surprised.

He really hopes that his boss is an immortal, and he recognizes an immortal as the boss, how awesome it is!

Divine Comedy sweats on her forehead, how can she be a fairy! It's just that there's an inexplicable space bracelet on your hand.,Of course, this can't be said.。

"Hey, where am I a fairy! If it were an immortal, could I still be tricked into coming here and almost killed? ”

Shen Qu'er replied, Ling Songbing and a group of thugs unconsciously glanced at each other, and then looked down at the food on the table.

Divine Comedy is not the immortal Zhao Qing has the most right to speak, his old god is in the way:

"Our Miss Qu'er is not an immortal, just an ordinary person, you think too much."

But the old woman didn't believe it, because that day she saw Shenqu'er disappear out of thin air, and with that man, who could do it.

Shenqu'er knew that she couldn't explain it, so she had to change the subject.

"What's wrong with your husband? How can I help you? ”

"My family, my old Huang, accidentally took two cigarettes handed by others three years ago, and I can't quit that kind of cigarette again."

"Originally, our family's conditions were not bad, but after that time, he used all the savings that the family had saved for many years to absorb all of them, and finally fell to selling their property, and even my three sons were almost sold."

“…… Did your husband suck hi snails? ”

Shen Qu'er frowned and asked solemnly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman cried.

It seems that he wants to cry out in front of this immortal for many years of grievances and misfortunes, and his husband can be saved.

"Yes, now the family is already poor, the family is not full of snacks and drinks, and they go to the street every day to set up stalls to sell vegetables, just to raise money for drugs."

"Otherwise, he will be very uncomfortable, and all the knives that can hurt people in the house will be put away, because when the addiction kicks in, he will harm himself, he said, the pain of the skin is more comfortable than the pain of addiction."

What Shen Qu'er knew, since Qi Linyuan heard about the ice, she had learned about all kinds of hidden and depraved poisons at the moment.

And the poison in the mouth of middle-aged women is the most prevalent poison in this era, which can be called the king of poisons.

It persecuted countless families and countless ignorant children.

Drug addiction attacks, like ten thousand ants biting, or the kind of ants with fangs in the dense gnawing, from head to toe every nerve does not let go, wave after wave, there is no end at all.

Even the numbness of the body after a long period of pain cannot be done, as if a demon is constantly reminding you to feel the same torture that you should receive after the pain.

Shenqu'er knows that it hasn't been long since she became addicted, and smoking this again is not to make herself happy, but simply to relieve the withdrawal reaction and relieve the pain of not wanting to live.

She clenched her fists tightly, and her eyes suddenly smacked at Brother Bing.

Most of these things are sold from gangsters, and they are also induced by gangsters to induce the ignorant masses to become addicted.

Of course, Brother Bing knew the meaning of Shenqu'er's eyes, so he hurriedly got up and shook his hand and said:

"Boss, we haven't done anything like this, otherwise we wouldn't be so poor as to collect protection money to live."