The moment his gaze fell on his face, Sui Bao saw a thick dead air.

Yang San is not far from death.

Xiao Milk Group frowned, turned his head and said to Ning Tingchen: "Dad, you let the New Year's treasure come down first." ”

"Hmm." Just when the people around him felt that when this kind of thing happened, Ning Tingchen would definitely want to tie his daughter to his body, he only responded lightly.

Then, bend down and put the treasure down.

If you are not happy, you will not be happy, and he will never be ambiguous when it comes to business.

With his feet touching the ground, the little milk ball did not hesitate at all, and rushed towards Yang San.

The two policemen who subdued him hurriedly stopped, "Little doll, don't get close, this person is very dangerous." ”

Sui Bao nodded thoughtfully, and said meaningfully: "He is indeed very dangerous. ”

As he spoke, he didn't stop moving at his feet.

When the police were about to speak, she took the first step and said: "Sui Bao knows that the Shu millet has a task, and he can't say it, don't be nervous, Sui Bao is here to help you." ”

"You're the Baby?" The little milk group got closer, and the vigilant two also saw her face clearly.

Sensing the change in their attitudes, Sui Bao nodded busily.

I only heard one of them say: "It turned out to be a year of treasure, I almost misunderstood." ”

While speaking, the little milk group had already arrived in front of Yang San.

She nodded at the two Shu millet who had become kind with her eyebrows, and then slowly squatted down.

Because she felt that it was a little polite to talk to a bad uncle like this.

But only a little.

Yang San never thought that one day he would look up at a little doll who was not yet in the period of changing teeth in this posture.

For a moment, he thought, or die.

Sui Bao smiled sweetly at him, and said in a milky voice: "It's better to die than to live, doesn't the bad uncle still want to find your wife?" ”

Although she said so, what she thought in her heart was that the domestic violence man should die quickly~

If it weren't for the fact that he still had a place to use, she would go up directly and kick him and teach him to be a man again.

She ...... She's not coming back. Hearing her mention his wife, Yang San's eyes were excited for a moment, and then turned back into darkness.

As the initiator of this incident, he knows better than anyone why his wife chose to leave.

Since she is gone, she will not come back.

Sui Bao frowned when he heard this, he didn't know what he thought, and suddenly said, "Since that's the case, then you should die." ”

"Sui Bao ......" The two Shu millet were stunned.

The villagers in the courtyard, led by Village Chief Liu, also doubted their ears.

They would rather believe that they are auditory hallucinations than believe that this little milk baby in front of them, who has the face of a bodhisattva and has been helping others, would say such vicious words.

It must be their ears that are broken.

Definitely!

Yang San himself was stunned.

Although modern people are more realistic, they don't have too much enthusiasm, and they will even choose to step on the trend when passers-by fall to the bottom.

But those people are either attacking through the Internet, or a few people are hiding behind other people's backs and secretly discussing.

There are not many who dance in front of the main master.

Just tell people that you are going to die, and then there will be no more.

Yang San was originally an impulsive person, and his competitiveness was aroused, and he glared at Sui Bao angrily, "Who the are you, you said let Lao Tzu die?" Lao Tzu is not! ”

The little milk ball bent the corners of his lips, stretched out his little finger and lightly tapped his dull forehead, and said with some disgust: "God has the virtue of a good life, I'll help you once." ”

As the little milk voice fell, Yang San only felt a burning pain in his forehead, and then, his whole body suddenly lightened, as if some shackles had been removed in an instant.

Although the people around him couldn't understand what Sui Bao was doing, it was not difficult for those who were careful to find that Yang San's face looked much better than before.

But if you ask what exactly it is, you can't say at once.

"Suibao, what is he?" Before coming, he had already received news from the brother department, and a team leader Shu Huang walked over, and Yingwu's face was clearly worried.

They have been following this line for two years, and they finally tracked down Yang San, who had just been promoted to a small boss in the Z group recently, in case something went wrong at this time, everyone's efforts in the past two years would be in vain.

The little milk group patted his knees, stood up, looked up at the tall and handsome Shu Huang in uniform in front of him, and explained in a milky voice: "Someone wants the life of this bad uncle." ”

Yang San's gaze instantly became terrified.

Although I knew when I was in this business, high income comes with the risk of losing my head at any time.

But he, like many people who have entered the industry, thinks that there are so many people who can survive and make a lot of money, why can't it be them?

There is an unwritten rule in this industry.

What I am more afraid of than falling into the hands of the strip is being targeted by my own people.

The former is at most a peanut.

And the latter is a hell on earth that cannot survive but not die.

Yang San didn't hesitate, gasped and said, "I want to live!" ”