God of Life

Jiaoqing is famous for his ability to fight, and he looks vicious.

Now, the famous Brother Qing's legs are split into M-shaped pieces, delicate lying on the coffee table, with a beer stick in his mouth, drinks full of facial foam.

Handsome little teenager, one foot on the coffee table, little arms gently against the knee, looking down, the tiger is like a cat.

Go to hell with your father!

What's going on?

After two seconds of silence, Qing finally finished mumbling the beer. The young man pulled up the bottle and looked at the coffee table with no expression.

“The table is dirty. ”

“ ”

Brother Qing's eyes were red and he started licking the table.

Suck it... Suck it!

When he licked the first one, Qingqing only wanted to kill Wang Yan.

When he licked it a second time, Qingqing began to feel ashamed.

When I licked it for the third time, there was a strange surge of fear.

When I licked the fourth, I couldn't. No, brother, I was wrong. I was wrong!

……

The corner of Songwei's mouth pounded and his body trembled with fat.

I glanced over and picked up another bottle of beer and laughed and played with it in my hand.

“Brother Long, do you really want to know where I hang out? ”

No, no, no!

I don't want to!

I, Brother Long, have been scared by the demon Wang Yan.

Especially when those slightly radioactive eyes swept in with light, Songwei even thought that the killer could stick directly to his bladder.

Actually, you don't have to smile, you don't have to kill me!

But Song Wei couldn't help himself to scare himself. He firmly believed that Wang Dazhao was a blood worker hidden in the people's massacre. He might even be hypnotized or something...

I don't even dare look up.

“Wang Xiao... Wang Xiao, I think it may be a misunderstanding... If you want to talk, let's talk about it... My old Song favorite is to marry a teenager like you Junjie! ”

Big Major pushed the wine past.

“A bottle of wine is a problem, I know it, I know it, I know it. ”

I'm going to your uncle's word!

The service is getting worse and worse, now I have to get my own booze up...

Song Wei's hand wasn't slow. He snapped the beer up and raised his hand to honor Wang Yan.

“Wang Xiaoqiao! Let's not get drunk today! ”

Tons, tons, tons...

The boys at the door looked silly.

Can you crown yourself like this?!

But looking at Brother Long's expression, it doesn't look like he was coerced. Is that Master Wang really special enough to make his heart sincere?

No one understands what's going on, and they dare not move too lightly.

Whoops!

Trifat swallowed his mouth and spit, then moved into the corner.

Hiss!

Hot pain in the knee...

“Okay, Brother Long, hurry! ”

Wang Yan caressed his hands and sighed. Then he picked an eyebrow at the master: “Go and get Brother Long a drink. ”

Societies my dragon brother is dying.

Mom, when was the last time you were in charge?

Don't call me Brother Long, call me Song, okay?

Stiff against the stomach swelling, Songwei finally took out the fourth bottle, was about to ask the question, suddenly a little daring.

After a half day of hesitation, he tried to ask, "Master Wang, where did you get rich? ”

“There's a super club in the devil. ”

Wang Yan looked at Song Wei with a smile. “Do you like sports cars? ”

As long as you don't persuade me, you make me like everything!

“Like, like!” Songwei is overjoyed, habitual climbing is fine, “Wang Shao, does your club accept outsiders to join? ”

“Go to Jiang Xin and submit your application. I'm not responsible for that. ”

Wang Wang suddenly laughed.

“You know Jiang Xin, don't you? ”

Huh?

Song Wei was shocked, surprised and a little angry.

Can that fucking be the same?!

What kind of mine is this? What kind of mine is this?

Glass burners and chippers, they're all silicones. Is that a companion?

“My old Song is a country bun. Young Master Wang is too tall to look at me... come on, drink and drink! ”

Songwei voluntarily opened another bottle of beer and swooped to the point.

The half bottle of wine in the hands of the young master still hasn't finished drinking, smile and hold his mouth for a sip.

“All right, face it! ”

I, Brother Long, am basically ashamed now, thumbs up, blow myself.

Ton tong tong tong tong tong…

This time it took at least three more seconds, forced to swallow and held her face red.

Hemp, tummy up!

After a hard drink, Song Weihaha laughed and got up proud.

“I can meet Wang Shao today, old Song I didn't come for nothing! Happy, really happy! Then, Master Wang, enjoy yourselves and have a chance to get together again! I'll buy it alone, don't be polite with my brother... stay and say goodbye! ”

What's an old gas bar?

What's a real boss?

Look at us, Lung!

The three fat men were so excited and tearful that they felt like they were finally saved.

Gujia books grew up with a sip of atmosphere.

Song Wei never mentioned Guxuan to collect, which means that this shit has been completely over today and can finally be cleared.

I don't have much of a contribution to make, but at least not a loss, right?

No loss is just money. It's okay!

The rest of the classmates' repressed moods relaxed with a smile on their faces.

The faggots at the door smiled from the inside out...

This house is evil!

It's best to hold on to it if you can...

Hostile parties, all happy, strange, rare to see.

Very little unhappy.

“Wait a minute! ”

Song Wei's heart snapped for a moment, turning around and turning in half, he was stuck.

“What other instructions does Wang Shao have? ”

Listen to me!

Big brother can talk!

Triple fat man beauty thought, mood fluttering, want to fly.

The next second, Wang Yan pulled his phone out of his butt pocket and clicked and threw it at the coffee table.

“Your little brother dropped my phone. What did you say? ”

Songwei stared furiously at the three fat men.

Triple Fat:??????????

I fucking hit your phone with my head?!

Grievances come to grief, smiles are not slow: “I pay, I pay! Master Wang, which one do you want? ”

“Am I missing a phone? ”

At the same time, the smile turned cold and there were no signs.

The triplets were seen beating, and their instincts were not good.

Wang Yan hated that he had done this to Laurie, but it didn't hurt or itch to abandon Ho's discipline. He made up his mind in the morning and had to use Liwei the three fat men.

His smile turned cold, his eyes turned bright, and he really resumed his godfather Wang as a pie.

“It's simple, how the phone is broken, please break it thoroughly, and we'll be clear. ”

How is it bad?

Three fat men remember that moment and their faces suddenly changed dramatically.

MMP!

Are you asking me to take out another iron tipped cell phone?

Whose head is doing this?!

You're lying!

Anger turns to anger, he doesn't dare to turn his face.

Didn't you see that Lung's will was obeyed?

Brother Qing, Jill is miserable, licking the table is drying up...

The face of the three fat men was bluish and white, finally biting their teeth and squeezing out a smiling face.

“No, no problem! As long as you're satisfied, as long as you're satisfied! ”

Take the first two steps, copy your phone, and smash it on your head!

“Ah!”

Several girls in the room shouted immediately.

But then Wang Yan stopped shouting, “Who told you to pick it up? ”

The voice is not only cold, but also with an unspeakable amount of evil.

What!?

Triple Fatty grabbed his phone and looked down at the marble table and suddenly understood.

Oh, shit!

You're so fucking poisonous!

Songwei's gangsters were also agitated, angry and eager to try, just waiting for his brother to give the order.

At a critical moment, Godfather Wang looked up, one by one, and quickly swept across the scene.

To say how powerful the killer is, it really isn't.

But the awe accumulated in Song Wei's heart is about to exceed the threshold, and he was swept away at a glance.

Hanging on to the power of the township, Wang Yanqing looked down again.

Afterwards, everything will be so simple.

Eyes past, voices, heads down, crows silent!

Shoot the horses first, catch the bandits first!

All the vertical and horizontal defeats come from a small strategic victory to gather momentum. This is the first plan of the soldier's book - straight to Huang Long, attack the heart!

The three fat men did not receive any support, but waited for a moment of silence, with grief and regret in their hearts.

But this thing is a real bareback, knowing it's inevitable, and it's hard on itself right away.

Who made us cheap?

I'll touch the NMLGB tablet again. Lori, I'm GRD!

Bite your teeth off, put your phone back on the marble table, take a deep breath and smash your head on it!

“Ah!”

The girls started screaming again.

Yu Qiuli was scared to cover her face with her hands. Her fingers were so big that she could reveal the bear. She was both scared and wanted to see it.

He Meng quietly squeezed his little fist, no expression on his face, his heart pounding and pounding, his emotions were extremely complex.

He Xiaolu, lying on the sofa, was all excited and continued to sleep with his eyes closed. He was scared in his heart, but felt an unprecedented sense of security.

That feeling was never given to her by her mother.

Often for ten and a half days, her biological father didn't see her, let alone give it to her.

Cheap sister... don't mention it.

If it wasn't for Wang Yan, she wouldn't even know what peace of mind was.

The kind of stability that depends on the key moment, the kind of happiness of seeing the enemy pay a price after being bullied, the kind of warmth that comes in a ray of sunlight after being submerged in the dark...

The fairy whispered her nose.

Boom!

Three fat men finally smashed their heads up and made a huge bang.

Immediately afterwards, an ass sat on the floor, completely circled.

There is a mattress on the phone that won't kill itself directly on the marble surface, but this head is still uncomfortable.

A mild concussion can't escape.

The master of glasses, who played soy sauce in the whole field, rushed over. He held on to the three fat men and looked forward to Wang Yan.

The young lady was slightly deaf and finally had another smile.

“Good, we're clear. ”

Song Wei took a heavy breath of Panasonic atmosphere and even forgot to cover it up. In a quiet room, he heard perfectly well.

But nobody laughs at him.

Now, everyone feels that Wang Yan is really evil.

“Young Master Wang, we will not change Qingshan, the green water will flow long, see you soon! ”

Song Wei hugged his fist and still tried to throw two scenes.

You can't throw it!

Brother's face is mixed with rivers and lakes!

As for how to explain that phrase... I Song Weilong certainly have a way to get around it!

“Wait.”

Wang Yan spoke softly and quietly, and the room was still quiet.

(Chuckles)

Why are you waiting?

Wait for NMLGB! Wait!

The joy on the faces of the gangsters suddenly became stiff, and the temper surged in their hearts.

Surprisingly, Songwei has no temper.

On the one hand, it is because in early years, the lower layers of society roll, the losses eaten, the humiliations endured, too many, have been practiced long ago.

On the other hand, nature is genuinely afraid of Wang Yan.

It's not about money, it's not about context, it's not about family, power, connections, everything.

It's simple. It's pure. I'm afraid of Wang Yan.

In the trance, Songwei even felt like he was back the year he had his eldest son when he was 27.

That year, Songwei was confined to a 15-day prison, and one night there were only two people in the cell, one of them him and the other was a 14-year-old kid who had just come out of the mountains.

The kid was skinny, his lips cracked, his eyes starved like a wolf, his teeth snowy.

The kid asked him, "Do you have a home? ”

Songwei nodded and said yes.

“Oh, I didn't. ”

The little bastard opened his mouth and smiled as if he were crying. Song Wei subconsciously swallowed his mouth and threw up.

Four years ago, the boy finally ate the gun unexpectedly, and when he received the news, Songwei was somewhat obscure.

Now, once again, Songwei has experienced that kind of pure awe, still coming from a teenager, but far smarter, stronger and more cunning than that son of a bitch.

Hey, old...

Songwei shook his head and asked quietly: “What else is Wang Shao's instruction? ”

Wang Yan responded with the same serenity: "His affairs are clear, you did not. One bottle of wine at a time, after drinking, say 'I'm impulsive, not next time', you and I can't talk about anything else until we meet again. ”

That was the first condition Brother Long proposed.

The gangsters are starting to move again, and their emotions are slightly unstable.

Even Gujia feels that Wang Yan has a lot of work to do. It is too big to know how to accept it.

Brother soy sauce, the glasses master couldn't bear to ask for the first time tonight.

“Young Master Wang, stay in line and see you later...”

“No need for you. ”

Godfather Wang smiled and shook his head slightly backwards. His posture was extremely relaxed.

Songwei was measured, but the compulsory persuasion was not immediately opened.

He wondered to what extent Songwei could be pushed by himself now, without skill.

It's right to leave a line, to leave room, to leave room for oneself.

But not against gangsters!

These scum that wander on the edge of the law and live in danger of my fraud will always be fearless.

If you want to fight, you have to wear a sexy suit, be afraid, and tell them not to give birth to a second heart!

You call yourself a brother-in-law, and then you do it with honor?

Too much thought!

The White-Eyed Wolf is not familiar with money, but only with a knife and a stick can they be driven.

Our village is about to be built. If we don't destroy their arrogance and spirituality now, shall we wait until something happens?

The power of Songwei is not necessarily useful, but Wang Yan, now that I have the font size, I want you to carve it into your heart!

During the standstill confrontation, Song Wei suddenly smiled.

“Okay.”

Skilled bottle opening, leaning back, tons of tons...

“Young Master Wang, it's our fault. It's a sin, not next time! ”

Big brother, naturally there's nothing to hold on to, borrow the donkey downhill immediately.

There was an instant murmur in the room, followed by this fluttering "down without exception”.

Before drinking, everyone was scared and scared.

After softening her clothes, she felt relaxed in her heart and actually felt free.

Wang Yan nodded at Songwei, frosting and frozen, suddenly like a spring breeze: “Brother Long is good to go, I have a reason to see you again. ”

The three fat men opened their eyes quietly and shook them violently.

Flip your face like an NMLGB book, damn it!

He grinned and his head started hurting again.

NMB, go, go, go!

What the fuck are you waiting for?

Without using the triplets' real impulse, the pedestrians screamed for the retreat, came quickly, and went more like a dam to the dyke.

In the blink of an eye, all that was left at the door was the help of Gujia's book.

A group of sand carving probes looked into Wang Yan's head and asked, "Well... Ancient Major? We..."

“Find yourself a room to play in, I'll treat you! ”

The ancient book waved in depression, without any enthusiasm for friends, stars and moons.

He Meng began to gaze at the beam.

That's probably asking: What do we do next?

Big and small moods are pleasant enough, but a little underexcited.

After a man has enjoyed himself... he understands.

“Split up and wish everyone a happy New Year. ”

Get up, smile, lazy hips, and live in the room.

“Fall apart! Fall apart! ”

“Go, go, go, go, go! ”

“Has anyone been to the Internet cafe all night? ”

“Take me one! ”

“Send the girls back first! ”

“OK! I'll go downstairs and find a car... Kai, you check it out! ”

“Oh, yeah! ”

Furious, as if nothing had happened.

But how is that possible?

Real change happens in the most hidden corners, and only everyone knows it.