Looking at the prison where there was no sound, Boss Fu looked at the slave in front of him and said something that Lao Shrimp couldn't seem to think of until he died.

"Before appointing you to someone as a slave. I will say something like this: From this moment on, you become someone's slave on a date of years, months, and days. During this period, you will only be the greatest command of someone's word, and you will give up the rule that my word is the greatest command, and nothing I say during this period will be counted, and you will return home of your own accord until the end of the employment period. ”

But this statement is half-true. It is true that during the employment period, you are indeed the only one who has the word as the maximum command, and you can waive the rule that my word is the greatest command. ”

"Half of the fake is in with once I said: Your mother was eaten by a dog, this six-word sentence. You can still listen to someone after that, but from now on, once I speak, it will be my word as the greatest command, understand?"

Boss Fu turned his head, was full of spirits, and said softly, "Old shrimp, old shrimp." You don't understand this. If the slave disobeys the first command I give, that is called disobedience. It's a pity you're going to die. ”

"Hehehe."

As soon as the voice fell, several ghostly laughter came from the cramped prison.

It turned out that it was the half-dead old shrimp who opened his eyes. Because his legs and hands were severed together, only the upper half of the old shrimp was lying on his stomach, his black face was full of loose hair, and there was bright red and thick blood, and he vaguely saw the sword eyes under the broken eyebrows wide open. It looks like a wriggling demon in the forest.

Boss Fu unconsciously narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he turned his face away and didn't dare to look, his voice trembled a little, "You are really good." You're not dead yet."

"Everyone knows that you loved yourself the most when you were young. ”

"Now that I'm old, I love my children the most. ”

"So why should I kill you. ”

"Only alive will it be painful"

The old shrimp, whose voice was hoarse and tired, uttered these words almost word for word.

After finishing speaking, the old shrimp's chin hit the ground hard, his head hung down, and his face was like a dead pig, without a trace of blood. Only those eyes were still staring at Boss Fu.

Those eyes seemed to say, it's okay, I'll die first, and leave the rest to yourself.

Then the old shrimp died.

Then there was a boom, and the ceiling smashed open, dropping three corpses.

One woman, two children.

It is Boss Fu's wife, and a son and a daughter.

Look at the corpse, it was all white. Especially the two children, whose mouths and eyes were extremely wide, seemed to be suffering from some kind of urging fear before they died.

It's all dead.

Boss Fu's pupils widened at first, and Mu Ran froze.

He underestimated the old shrimp.

Lao Shrimp's assassination ability is incomprehensible, so he naturally knows where his wife and children live.

Why do you have to have ten slaves confront him? Let them bring poison, sneak into the courtyard and kill his wife and children, and that's it. That's ten first-grade slaves, and a large number of slave masters of Boss Fu are all preparing to fight with the Qian brothers.

This is really a madman, a madman who does everything, a madman who never stops dying.

Boss Fu has passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, and he has no strength when he is old, and he doesn't have much desire. A person who has lost much desire and energy is no different from a dead person. Everything he does is for his son and daughter to be rich and prosperous, life and death cannot be left to fate, to be the richest man in Ximen County, and to live a life of small wealth.

It's over, no matter what, it's a loss.

Boss Fu suddenly remembered that his daughter was only twelve years old and his son was only ten years old. The two always like to stick to themselves when they have nothing to do.

Her daughter is very cute, with two pigtails, her face is white and tender, and she likes to lie on her back when she has nothing to do, and she uses her face to stick to her face, shouting one by one. One by one, Daddy said, Dad, why did you come back, Ling'er misses you.

The son is a little lawless, but he is only ten years old, and he always likes to pluck his gray hair, a tael of silver. But every time he has something on his mind, he can always be seen by this little angel, and then this kid will come over and hug him, pat his head and shoulders, and shout Daddy, Daddy.

But that's all there is to it.

Boss Fu suddenly spread out his limbs weakly, and his head leaned back like paralysis. His mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to shout, but he could barely make a bleating, hoarse sound like a sheep's cry. The eyeballs were also motionless and staring down at the unknown place, and there were a few tears lingering in it, but they never fell.

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The lonely howl of Boss Fu's servants, "Someone has robbed the prison", tore through the silence of most of the night in Ximen County, and also woke Qian Lai and Qian Yan up in their sleep.

The two brothers got up violently as if they had made an appointment, especially Qian Lai, the garrison of Ximen County, who didn't even care about wearing armor and shawls, beckoned good people, and ran in the direction of the prison.

Only the little young master Qian scolded and scolded, who the hell disturbed his young master Qian's good dreams, who fucking ate the bear's heart and the leopard dared to provoke his Qian family?

The gentleman Qian Qian wanted to go out in person for the first time, but he thought that it was too troublesome to dress and wash, so he still slept comfortably, so he turned over and continued to lie down. This kind of thing was left to him and his uncle.

However, someone robbed the prison, which was completely unexpected by Qian Lai.

Qian Lai was only one year older than Qian Yan, and when she gave birth to Qian Yan, her mother died in childbirth, leaving an honest father who cultivated the fields to reluctantly raise them and died.

Qian Lai had a straight temperament, great strength, and suffered hardship, so he joined the army. Qian Yan was more active and had a good head, so she entered the rivers and lakes.

Although these two brothers came from a small village, they are not ordinary people. Qian Yan started from the second shop in the hotel, eccentric, with a lot of ghost ideas, and specialized in sneaking around and scheming, so he slowly rose to the top, and finally monopolized the business of almost all restaurants and Fengyue places in Ximen County.

Qian Lai was in the barracks, relying on his brute strength all the way up, from a small miscellaneous soldier to the garrison of Ximen County. However, because of the habit of breaking sleeves, there is no child under the knee, so he loves his nephew Qian Qian very much.

The massacre of everyone on Shili Street was the idea of the ghost Qian Yan.

Standing in the West Gate Tower, he raised his arms and made a loud voice, which was naturally a manuscript written by Qian Yan.

Although more people fantasize about what they hope for, it is indeed the things of the future and the good things. But don't all the children of a small family want to be stable in life? What they care more about is the actual experience in front of them, the real feelings in their hearts, and the ideas that may be constantly changing?

For example, today's food does not fit, whether the clothes are beautiful or not, whether the wife's body is fragrant, whether the husband's iron gun is hard or not, how far he has to run home from work, whether the son is obedient, and the daughter is not beautiful.

Who would be idle and nothing, thinking about whether the people of Shili Street were having a hard time all day long?

Daxia, which has been peaceful for a long time, occasionally comes to kill people, and it also gives the good people who only have the east house and Xiwa more topics to brag about. This kind of big event happens once in a century, and it is not much of a problem if it does not befall you.

Eating, drinking, playing and having fun, I slowly forgot about it, and I didn't need to be mad if I couldn't touch my cheese.

Besides, haven't the envoys of Hanoi County investigated it, that is, the farce of the lame Diao people and the prodigal bastards in the rivers and lakes, which has little to do with the government, just pay more attention to it in the future.

And now there are people robbing the prison? The little smashers in the prison are still yelling in fright?

Most of the people in Shili Street were slaughtered, and General Cheng, who had nowhere to do justice, was closely monitored at home, who else was so bold as to dare to go against the government?

The 20,000 Imperial Forest Army in Ximen County are vegetarians? Great Xia's strict rules and regulations are playing around? This is ironclad to lose their heads, and they can't escape even if they hide in the depths of the earth.

Thinking like this, Qian Lai and Qian Yan gradually settled down.

Prison robbery is such a stupid thing, and only the little smashing Mo Xiaohe who has been living in the world in the past few days is doing it, so there is no need to panic.