Chapter 152 Reason

The blade of the Yin Sword shot out a faint blue light, which was getting closer and closer in the fat boss's suddenly dilated pupils.

"Is this the so-called karma, as the saint said?" The fat man was stunned, and a thought lingered in his heart again, and the memories rolled in his mind because of this.

Fatty, as the owner of a bikini clothing store, is extremely beautiful on the surface. But in reality, he was just a lowly alien born in the slums. Because of this, even if he succeeded in becoming a fat man who was a first-class person, he still maintained the valuable quality of hard-working and hard-working.

No, at about six o'clock in the morning, when the employees were still immersed in their dreams, the fat man got up early. After opening the door of the shop, the first thing he did was: he used his foot to wake up the four contemptible kings who were sleeping on the picnic table.

The four contemptible kings were the four thugs hired by the fat man for two days on the condition of four beast clothes, and there was nothing to say about them. The fat man only knows that this is a simple but young group with a certain strength. Moreover, they are just four lowly and poor Inhumans from the Silent Forest!

"What's the matter, the beasts are coming again?" said a young man, who was kicked by the fat man, and immediately put his head in his hands and screamed loudly.

"What, here the cattle are!" the other three contemptible kings also got up in a panic.

"What's the panic, there's no beast here, it's me!, boys, it's time to get up and work!" said the fat man, startled by the nervous fellows.

Of course, the fat man knew that the "beasts" and "livestock" in their mouths were referring to the mongrels of the beast family, and he could only sigh in his heart: Alas, poor and lowly aliens, when will he escape from the fear of being dominated by the other six tribes!

However, apparently the fat man's words were of no avail, and the four contemptible kings were still extremely dignified, and one of them (the fat man couldn't tell which one it was, because their names and appearances, and more importantly, their clothes were too ordinary to be forgotten!) even leaned his index finger on his lips, signaling the fat man who still wanted to speak to calm down.

This made the fat man only smile bitterly: it seems that these four thugs are really quite cautious. But in the face of the four faces full of evil spirits, he still chose to honestly wait and see the changes.

I saw the young man who signaled that he was quiet, and the middle finger of his right hand was slightly bent, and then a faint blue light was emitted. And with the gradual increase of blue light, he shouted, pointed into the distance, and said, "Drink! Sure enough, there are sluts!"

"Slut?" The boss was stunned for a moment, but following the direction pointed by the young man's hand, he was suddenly relieved: he saw that in the middle of the square, there was a figure standing impressively, and next to the figure, there was a long sword with blue light obliquely inserted!

And at this moment, the four contemptible kings had a surprising tacit understanding, and they all swarmed towards the figure, as fast as a beast discovering its prey.

"What a strange position this is? Why does it always make people feel that something is wrong?" The fat man also hurriedly staggered over, and watched from afar as the four contemptible kings surrounded the man, and he hesitated in his heart, and subconsciously shouted, "Children, who is that, and what kind of clothes are they wearing!"

"Wow! my marble!" As he got a little closer, the fat man seemed to suddenly remember something, and after screaming, he caught a glimpse of the broken marble, no wonder he always felt strange before, the emotion was not the position of this person, but his position.

"I'd like to see, which bastard dares?" the fat man finally walked up to the man, and when he looked at it, his words instantly stuck in his mouth, and turned into a sentence: "So beautiful!"

What catches the eye is a white and flawless cloak, which is like the first ray of sunlight in the morning light, so that the fat man is like an oncoming warm wind, so that the fat man even smells the ** of the silkworm chrysalis, and then feels the softness and coolness of the flying snow......

"Oh my God! This is actually the official battle suit of the city lord of Nu City!" the fat man directly ignored Sanba, who was still in his dream, and stretched out his clothes on Sanba's body with trembling hands, and said excitedly.

At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind: "Beautiful, please allow me to spread your light!"

Of course, there were also the four contemptuous kings who were also excited, and I saw them emotionally stroking the double swords that Sanba relied on, and they all muttered: "Good sword, it's really cheap!"

What happened later was naturally clear, the fat man used the negotiation skills that businessmen are best at, and finally shocked Sanba with the force of the four contemptible kings, thus forcing him to become his male model.

And, while promoting the suits, he did not hesitate to order the designers of the clothing stores to produce ultra-high imitations, one to spread the glory of the suits, and the other to seek huge sums of money.

"Thank you Xue Yi for the divine grace!" When the fat man who was busy with everything, waiting for good news was sincerely sighing in his heart, he inadvertently looked through the glass, but he saw a scene that shocked him again:

I saw that on the picnic table outside the window, there were two silver bear suits of the same style!

"Oh my God, what the hell is this?" said the fat man, holding his whole fat face against the glass. And just as he wanted to get closer to see the two suits, a sword with a blue light flew in without warning.

And in this moment of life and death, the fat man suddenly saw through everything: it was the holy power of his desecration that led to today's retribution!

"As the saint said, everything is karma!" Maybe the fat man who could desperately avoid this flying sword, but at this moment he saw through life and death, he closed his eyes and said to himself: "Come on, since this is what you see in the battle suit, then!"

"Smack!" There was a crisp sound, and the Yin Sword instantly shattered the glass.

"Be careful, Yue'er!" Nightcore held March's head with one hand, hugging March tightly as she took a sharp breath, ready for the onslaught of flying glass shards.

However, after a long time, the long-lost pain did not come as expected. On the contrary, it felt like being caressed, which made Yexin hesitate: "Huh?"

When I looked up, I saw a strange scene: a flying sword was fixed in the air, and the blade was facing the eyebrows of the obscene and peeping fat man, and the distance was only a fraction of a second!

"Great, big pervert, you, can you get up?" After a while, March said quietly, her face blushing like the glimmer of the morning light.

"I'm sorry, Yue'er! Yexin said at a loss, obviously feeling the softness and fragrance of the March virgin under him, but a trace of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.