"He Jinshui, the old man and you are not finished!" Orlando let out a painful wail in the quiet night sky like a wounded wolf. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is painful for people to live without money, and it is even more painful for people to be without money, and what is more painful than these two is to think that their money is still there, but when they want to use it, they find that the feeling of wealth and abundance is just a phantom, and as soon as the bubble is extinguished, there is nothing. Now the old man tasted the intense pain of this ten thousand ants devouring his body, his body trembled slightly, and he stood messy in the wind, and he had the heart to kill He Jinshui.

"What's the matter, is the old man still making fun of us bitter haha, and what about the reward he said?" The shopkeeper saw that his eyes were dull like a ghost, and he muttered in his heart, thinking that this guy had no money, but he was just a swollen face and a fat man. So his gaze turned cold, the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at the other party with great vigilance, as if in the blink of an eye, the other party would disappear without a trace.

"This, hehe, it's easy to say, it's easy to say!" the old man laughed dryly, pretended to be calm and sat down on the table, and began to think of a way to get out in his heart.

"Hmph, pretending to be a hypocrisy, this old man has a problem!" The man was already convinced that the other party was a liar, and began to look the other party up and down, and saw his unkempt and ragged appearance, and this thought deepened in his heart. So he straightened his face and said word by word: "Old man, it is natural to give money for dinner, do you still want to repay the debt?"

"Who is in charge, is the old man this kind of person, your whole family is in charge!" The old man was annoyed and angry, and blushed and defended loudly: "The old man just walked in a hurry when he went out and forgot to put the money on his body, I ...... Well, what's that?"

At this moment, Orlando stared ahead with wide eyes, looking like he had seen a ghost, and said loudly with trembling fingers: "There is a little lady in red there, undressing!"

"Is there such a good thing?" the young shopkeeper was at the age of strong flesh, full of infinite yearning for the graceful female body, and almost immediately fell into his way, turned his head without thinking, looked in the direction of his finger, and hummed like a pig brother: "Where is it, let me see!"

When it was too late, the old man moved like a rabbit, rushed to the windowsill with an arrow, his body swished out like an arrow, stretched out his hands in the air to maintain balance, and the goshawk fought like a rabbit.

"Bye bye buddy, the old man is gone, never come again, haha!" Orlando was ecstatic when he saw that he was about to fly out of the window, and couldn't help but let out a roar like killing a pig, and the smugness in his heart was simply uncontrollable.

"Bastard, you lied to me!" Xiao Si's eyes were split, and he was in pain, and it was too late to rush to the windowsill.

Joy and sorrow, Orlando was giggling, when he suddenly felt a sinking under his feet, and a huge force pulled towards him, and his originally stretched and outstretched arms involuntarily slashed a few times in the air, and fell heavily on the wooden board with a thud.

"Boss, you're just in time!" The shopkeeper saw that the fat boss in the store was coming, and the two white fleshy hooves were holding the old man's legs, allowing the other party to stretch out his ten fingers and scratch on the floor, and even formed two deep grooves, or dragged him back from the window step by step, and was overjoyed, and hurriedly rushed over to help, cut the old man's hands back, and the two pressed him back into the chair together.

"Nonsense, if Lao Tzu doesn't come well, this old miscellaneous hair will run away, who should I ask for money?" The fat boss rolled his eyes, pointed at the guy with an unhappy face and scolded: "Bastard thing, ask you to come up to collect the cashier, what are you doing?"

"I'm a mother!" The guy saw the boss blowing his beard and glaring, and his saliva was about to spray on his face, and he was suddenly silent.

"Count you as acquaintances!" Seeing his frightened look, the anger in his heart calmed down a little, and he waved his hand impatiently and said: "Hurry up and find a thick rope, preferably a cow tendon rope, we will trap him in the chair, don't let him run!"

"The boss doesn't need to bother, the old man admits it, don't run away!" Orlando cried and mourned, and found that more and more guys rushed in after hearing the movement, and one by one they surrounded themselves in the middle with red eyes, and the three layers inside and outside were impassable, and he suddenly felt desperate.

"The old man admits it, you can beat it if you want to, there is no need to say more!" The old man sighed, hugged his head and squatted on the spot, and said in a deep voice: "Just don't slap your face, the old man still has to rely on it to eat!" After that, he closed his eyes and prepared to be generous.

"There's something wrong with you, why did I beat you, can you still vomit up what you ate in your stomach?" The boss looked like he couldn't laugh or cry, and looked at Orlando with a little more disdain, like he was looking at a fool.

"It's not big, it's not big, what do you want to do?" the old man couldn't figure it out, and involuntarily muttered softly, but found that the boss was rubbing his hands and smiling at himself with a strange expression.

"It's weird!" Orlando's scalp was numb, goosebumps were all over his body, and he couldn't help but shout loudly: "Stop, stop, the old man has always been as guarded as jade, and that orientation is also normal, you don't want to fight the old man's idea!" he said with his hands crossed in front of his chest, trembling with an angry and anxious look.

"There's something wrong with you!" the boss knew that he would be wrong, and suddenly he couldn't laugh or cry. He crossed his hands on his hips and laughed: "Look at your bear-like, a body of ribs will fall as soon as the wind blows, Lao Tzu would rather be a pig than have no interest in you." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not enough to kill people, if these guys really don't know how to humiliate the old man, the old man can't break the ring, and use thunderous means to make their heads fall to the ground. Orlando breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face became more and more insolent, and he stood up and sat back in his chair, grabbing the leftover food and wine on the table and continuing to eat.

He has already broken the jar and broken it out, anyway, there is no other way to escape, the old man can eat and drink whatever he wants, what do these people love!

"This is like a word, and there is really a bit of heroism" The boss saw that he looked like he didn't eat oil and salt, and couldn't help laughing: "It's really worthy of being a wanted criminal with a bounty in the temple!"

With a snort, the old man squirted out a mouthful of food from his mouth and nostrils, choking him with a convulsion and almost turning his back on his breath, and after a long cough, he panted and roared: "How can the old man be a wanted criminal in the temple, boss, are you blind?"

"Hehe, Lao Tzu is not blind, you know it in your own heart!" The boss slapped his face and laughed, not at all angry, and after laughing for a while, he continued: "I have absolutely reliable information, you are a fugitive wanted by the temple bounty, as long as you are tied up and handed over to a nearby temple, you will be rewarded with 20 silver dollars, you are now Lao Tzu's God of Wealth!"

"Hey, hey!" the guys laughed. In the eyes of the old man, at this time, they had a sinister smile on their faces, and their eyes were glowing with a faint green light, like a group of vicious wolves who chose to devour people, eager to swallow themselves with their belts and bones.

"Boss, this is really wrong!" Orlando couldn't cry or laugh, so he could only squeeze out a smile and said, "The old man is an honest and honest person, he is afraid when he sees the fighting, killing and killing, his eyes will faint with fear when he sees the slightest blood, he walks carefully, and he doesn't even dare to hurt the lives of ants, how can he be a fugitive from the temple!"

"Dare to quibble, it seems that you really don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!" The boss was angry and happy, and immediately took out a white paper with words from his arms and slapped it on the table, pulling his neck and shouting loudly: "This was just torn off from the bulletin board next to our store, you can see for yourself, it's still hot!"

Orlando looked fixedly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the two big words "Wanted" above the white paper, his scalp was numb, and then he looked down, in the center of the white paper was his own head, and a few lines of dense small words were written underneath to read clearly. The most important thing is that the bottom of the white paper is clearly stamped with the seal of a temple, and there are some wet traces, which are obviously just released by the temple!"

"Murder and kill, murder and punishment!" Orlando was so angry that he trembled, and the black-headed boy's ill-intentioned smile immediately appeared in his heart, and he suddenly realized in his heart: "This kid is so poisonous, he speaks nicely in his mouth, and he turns around with a knife!" He must have prepared a blank official document for the temple in advance before coming here, and after seeing the old man himself, he quietly painted, and issued a false wanted warrant to force the old man to submit, which is simply too hateful!"

"It's ridiculous that the old man just wants to get a little cheap, but he didn't expect to take a wrong step and make a wrong step! The old man is only greedy for silver, but people are greedy for the old man's life, this deal is lost, and the town is not cost-effective!" Orlando sighed heavily at this thought, closed his eyes and said no more.

"The old guy is really tough, I really can't help you!" The shopkeeper was angry when he saw that he didn't want to get into the bastard, so he snorted coldly and waved his hand, and the gangsters immediately shouted in unison and rushed over, and immediately set him up and wanted to strip him naked and tie him up firmly.

"Wait, the old man still has something to say!" Rao is the dust of the Orlando Heroes I game, at this time, the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by the dogs, and the face finally stopped. He forcibly suppressed the urge to pinch these ant-like weak people to death, took a deep breath, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said: "The black-haired boy who came with me just now is a rich man, and he is willing to pay a ransom for the old man!"

"Oh, is that so?" the boss immediately grabbed a group of his subordinates, pinched his chin and looked at him, a playful look flashing in his eyes.

"Of course!" Orlando swallowed, and in order not to suffer from the flesh, he had to preach with vinegar, "He is my good brother, and he has a righteous personality, and he sticks a knife in the ribs for his friend, and if you tell him about me here, he will definitely pay double the ransom to ransom me, and the reward will not be greater than that of handing it over to the temple?"

"Is there such a good thing?" the boss was impressed.

"Fart, you treat us all as fools!" A man who looked like a bookkeeper was furious, and immediately jumped out and raised his voice and said to the shopkeeper: "Boss, this old man is very cunning, and he is full of nonsense and has no sincerity, you must not follow his ways!"

With that, he strode forward, grabbed Orlando by the collar and said, "Your brother who claims to be just a dog meat friend, what kind of righteousness is a knife in the ribs, it's just a fart!"

"Boss, you can scold me, but you must not insult my brother!" Orlando said with a weak heart.

"You guy, you've been sold and you're still counting the money for him!" the bookkeeper shook his head, looked at him with pity, and continued, "That man is a poor mallet, and he slipped away early. He left insisting that you were in for a treat, and ordered a few lobsters to pack, asking for the account to be put on your account. By the way, together with the food on this table, it is a total of 20 taels of silver!"

"I'm going to you up, it's this kid again, what the have I done!" Orlando thumped his chest and slumped involuntarily in his chair, looking like he was too dead to quibble.

At this time, there were 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart, and he couldn't help but think of that kid's triumphant smile, as if he was saying to himself: "Fight with me, you are still far away!"

"Stinky boy, you can do it! The old man will never admit defeat and will never sit still, what should I do?" the old man gritted his teeth and used his brain, and the fist in his hand clenched and made a creaking sound.

It's not bragging, as long as he has the heart to make trouble, it doesn't take a second to destroy this building, and it can make this group of ants as small as humans lose their memory. But he was reluctant to do so, because it would break his promise to wash his hands of gold, and it would be difficult to accept it unless the mountains and rivers were exhausted.

"The only way to do this is to carry out the shamelessness to the end, and to respond to all changes with the same!" The old man sighed heavily and raised his head, the killing intent in his eyes flashed, and the breath of the strong man who did not move like an abyss could come out of his body, the candlelight on the table began to sway, the tables and chairs creaked in unison, and the wind and sand outside the window began to rise, bluffing a group of bosses and guys who had never seen the world were silent, and even breathless.

Just when everyone was frightened and thought that he would suddenly attack, the old man suddenly stood up, and the screams immediately rang out, and the encirclement was neatly expanded.

"Okay, bosses, take pity on me, a bad old man, just treat me as a fart!" Lao Tzu suddenly lost all his momentum, and he smiled heartlessly: "Now the old man doesn't want money, it's a rotten life, you can do it yourself!"

"Bastard, hand over what I take, and spit it out if I eat mine!" The boss was so shocked by the other party that he even had to pee down, and at this time he found that the other party was just making a show, and he suddenly came to his senses. (To be continued.) )