After an inhuman torture, the end is still not halfway through. It can be said that bad luck is at the beginning, and what a long day, how full of hope, and how it is covered with bruises! Strange houses, strange visitors, cold and desolate. Daoist Fang lay alone on the bed, his hands straight above his head, making a gesture of surrender. The buttocks are blooming, and there is no way to lie down, and a few people in the courtyard are practicing martial arts, but they are laughing when they hear it! Shame! A great shame that has never been seen before! A big loss, this is the biggest evil loss in Boss Fang's life! If you don't take revenge, you will be in vain! If you don't kill him, your hatred will be hard to get rid of!

"Old Lu Dao, you wait for me!" Fang Yin roared angrily, and then endured the torment.

The pain is like a blazing fire, and it is like boiling oil! The pain is like raw skin and flesh, and it enters the heart and brain, so it crushes his bones and scatters ashes, and this hatred is also difficult to eliminate! It's just that revenge is sooner or later, after all, it hasn't been avenged at this time, just thinking that it can relieve his anger, but the pain is still unbearable. Daoist Fang lay on the bed and couldn't help but shout, and then he screamed out of control!

Why did you come? The eldest brother was beaten up, and Lao Tzu was a little miscellaneous hair? A person with a hard life, there is a life, and no one to raise him, so he knew that it was better not to come, and he might as well go back and be a flower child! Dead old Xue, dead wood, dead miscellaneous hair, there is no good thing! When will he roar the world, when will he be angry with his fresh clothes? When will he grow up, when will he be full of spirit? He was complacent and thinking wildly, when he suddenly saw the door of the room slowly and quietly open a gap.

But there was no one.

Who else can pretend to be a ghost? In addition to the old way, there is a small way, and the old way of beating people should have no face, so the person outside the door is: "You guys, come in." Boss Fang closed his eyes and shouted weakly. Shaoqing Niu Hu Zhao and Yuan Si Xiaodao entered the door in turn, smiled and came to the bed, and opened their mouths to comfort the injured and inspect the injuries: "Does it still hurt? Okay?" Do you say this is not nonsense, can it not hurt to fight like this? Who can be good for a while? This is a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to the chicken, and he is not at ease! Daoist Fang scolded secretly in his stomach, and he didn't bother to take care of them, so he just buried his head on his stomach and didn't speak.

"Boss, have bad news for you. Zhao Ben leaned over and whispered: "Your treasures have been confiscated by the master!" It was confiscated, nothing was left, and the clothes brought by the gold and silver cheats sword mountain were also confiscated, along with the baggage and skin, so ruthless! So ruthless! Chop the grass and eradicate the roots! The rich man has become a poor egg, and the hero is still a little flower. Fate, life, all of this, all of this, because of the bad luck, and hearing the bad news, Daoist Fang was disheartened, motionless, only as if he was dead.

"One, two, three—boss!"

Suddenly, there were thick and thin, Boss Fang raised his head suddenly, stared at the four people standing upright in front of him, and his mind was confused again: "What, what!" Yuan Shimei opened his eyes and shouted with a smile: "Boss, from today on, you are the boss!" Niu Dazhi was kind, and said with a spring breeze on his face: "Boss, you are really capable, and Dazhi is convinced." Hu Feifei looked admiring, and then spoke: "Boss, you are not a kind, you are too kind!"

After being beaten, changing to a boss, Boss Fang hadn't woken up yet, Niu Dazhi smiled again: "If you can't write a book, you can learn, if you can't practice martial arts, only you have a hard bone, that's natural! You can't compare, Dazhi is willing to bow down!" Hu Feifei laughed loudly, and his expression was excited: "Mom, a good man! Old Hu obeys you! I am convinced, and I am admired!" "I see, this means that he is brave and fearless, and he would rather die than give in! Boss Fang's heart is suddenly, but he is silent, he speaks well, and the boss is over?" Fooling fools! Framing people, making small reports, borrowing knives to kill people, this account: "Hmph!"

Niu Dazhi was clever, knowing that the boss's anger had not subsided, so he hurriedly sneered and said: "I have heard that Boss Fang is righteous, magnanimous, and wise and martial, and when the brothers see it, they are really a hero! Boss, you are the prime minister who can support the boat in his belly, and he will not worry about us generally, extraordinary!" Although Hu Feifei's surname is straight, he is also a knowledgeable person: "Not bad! Yes, the adults have a lot, so they need to say!" Boss Fang was like a mirror in his heart, just lying there without saying a word.

Niu Dazhi speaks, Hu Feifei helps, and for a while he praises Fang Daoist as a flower; for a while, he is full of righteous indignation and scolds Lu Laodao as a tofu scum; for a while, he counts the things of today, the boss is not at fault, he can be said to be heroic and fearless, but the old way is useless, and the evil deeds are outrageous; for a while, he says how to come, the brothers have made meritorious contributions since they were saddlers and horses, and there is only one common enemy, and everyone will find a way to deal with him!

Under the bombardment of some nonsense and sea chat, Boss Fang only sobered up and ate half a bowl of rice, and then poured down the two of them!

Beautiful, wonderful!

What is intoxicating is not only the wine, but also the words. The eight-character mantra summed up by countless sages for thousands of generations -- thousands of wears, no sycophants -- raised his head at some point, and the other party swore with sincerity and sincerity, and somehow opened his mouth again: "Forget it, you're welcome, they will all be their own brothers in the future!" Next, those who call the eldest brother call the eldest brother, and those who call the younger brother call the younger brother, you laugh and I laugh, I am good and he is good, the brothers are of the same heart, and they are happy.

Of course, to be the boss, you must always have an account in your heart, laugh when you hear it, and don't be completely knocked down by sugar-coated shells. Boss Fang also knew in his heart, he had heard good words, and if he didn't agree, there would be no good words. At the moment, the boss was lying on the bed, and the brothers were around the head of the bed, and they called each other brothers, and the three of them were finally expanded to five.

Boss Fang sighed secretly, and sighed very emotionally in his heart. The great ups and downs of life are too fast, and there are many ups and downs in fortune! You see, in the past half a day, Daoist Lu gave Daoist Fang a fat beating, but he subdued the fat Taoist priest at once! Daoist Fang obviously took a stinky hand, but Daoist Hu took the lead in deceiving Hu'er! He thought that he was studious in martial arts and learned a hairy man, and he also said that it was difficult for the boss to fall from the sky, and both hands were crippled and he became the first hand, and his ass had just blossomed but he became the leader! It can be seen that

Success or failure is in a blink of an eye, victory or defeat is unpredictable, gains and losses are not up to anyone, and God knows the blessings and misfortunes.

Boss Fang sighed with emotion, the little brother was excited, and several people were talking happily to themselves, and suddenly heard a heavy voice: "Cough!"

Suddenly, there was silence, and a few small paths held their breath and stared at each other with wide eyes, and then they scattered one after another.

The boss of the boss, the real boss is coming!

"The surname is Lu! There is a kind of you come in, I, I fight with you! Ouch!" Boss Fang was not afraid, he struggled to stand up, shouting and scolding endlessly! But he didn't see him come in, he was suspicious of himself, and suddenly saw a black shadow flashing in front of the window, and then a round head poked in at the door: "Persimmon, are you sick?" Yuan Shixiao walked in, raised his hand and said proudly: "Boss, you are sick, I have medicine!"

Gray does not chirp a small porcelain bottle, fat belly and thin neck, very inconspicuous. Daoist Fang glanced at it and snorted: "Take it away, I don't want it!" Yuan Shi scratched his head, glanced at him, and then looked at the small porcelain bottle in his hand, and said in his heart that the two of you are fighting to get angry, and you are concerned about your own?