Reverend Insanity

The boss's anger soared rapidly, and he decided to teach Fang Yuan an an unforgettable lesson.

He banged and opened the door.

Then, with a trauma and blood trail, the source appeared in the eyes of the old master tube.

The old master was surprised by this situation and was surprised not to be angry: “You, what is wrong with you? Is there a herd of beasts at night? ”

“No, boss. Those dog thieves hurt me and stole all my stones! Boss, you have to give me justice!” Fang Yuan wiped a tear of blood and shouted.

“Er... it hurts! ”

“The lunatic's gone? ”

“Damn, that maniac is so powerful! ”

The tent was a mess and the smell of broth was still there, but it couldn't be saved and the pot was broken.

A group of people slowed down, either nasal blueface swelling or pumped cold air.

“Goddamn it, a newbie came to beat us up! ”

“We haven't bothered him yet, he actually bothered us first. ”

“I can't swallow that breath. We can't just let it go. We have to get it back! ”

“How? You can beat him? ”

“Why do you want to fight? Let's go confess. Let the boss take care of him. This man has just joined us, and this is atrocious. How can we work together? ”

“By the way, he just smashed those two stones and you gave them to me. That's the proof!” Django spoke.

The tent was naked for a while, and everyone knew it was Django's excuse.

He didn't grab Yuanshi's servant. He looked at the skinny monkey and another servant with the magic of happiness and happiness.

They were muttering. They didn't talk. Obviously don't want to hand it over.

Brother Qiang is also a bit of a brain: “We are all hurt. These two stones are not only evidence, but also our medical expenses. ”

Hearing him say that, as if it meant splitting the money, the slaves who did not grab Yuanshi talked.

“Django is right! ”

“Monkey, give Yuanshi to Django. Do you want to be in charge? ”

“Brother Keung has a deep background. Only Brother Keung can avenge us! ”

“Django, we believe you...”

Due to pressure from the crowd, the skinny monkey and another domestic slave only kept their mouths shut and were reluctant to take out the stones and hand them over to Django.

Keung received it and touched the round smooth stone. He felt his nose stopped hurting so much.

But that was when the curtains were lifted.

Everyone was shocked and thought it was Fang Yuan again. But at first glance, it's the boss.

“Chief, what are you doing here? ”

“Chief, we're looking for you! ”

Everyone was surprised and surprised.

The boss's face was very ugly, especially when he saw the two stones in Django's hand, and his eyes became more gloomy.

He walked a few steps to Django, grabbed Yuanshi, then snapped, and gave Django a few mouths.

Django's gone.

And the others too.

After a few breaths, the crowd reacted.

“Chief, who pissed you off? ”

“Chief, you, are you this?! ”

The old man turns around and opens the curtain: “Johnson, skinny monkeys, you goddamn things, get the fuck out of my face! ”

He took the lead out of the tent.

Django covered his face, but didn't dare to fight the boss. I had to press my anger, my suspicion, to get out of the tent.

When the people walked out of the tent, they saw Square standing beside them, all wounded and covered in blood.

“The boss, they took my stone!” The source fingered them and shouted outrageously.

“My grass!” That's how the slaves reacted.

“You son of a bitch! ”

“Shit, I'm gonna cut you to death!! ”

Everyone was furious and yelled at.

Pfft!

Clap a crisp applause and calm everyone down.

One of the favorite domestic slaves couldn't help but take a step back.

The old man looked at him in the shadow and said, "Why can't he just tell me, hmm? Oh, you guys are getting more and more lawless, even people's stones dare to rob! ”

The chief executive also knew that the newcomer would be bullied, but he was happy to see it.

This is an inevitable process. It suppresses the arrogance of the newcomer and facilitates his future management, while also fostering integration between the elderly and the newcomer.

But the extent of bullying cannot be too much. What's the difference between direct robbery of stones and bandits?

“Boss, it's not what you think...” Some people call it.

Pfft!

Another crisp slap.

The boss said, "Did I make you talk? ”

“Chief, we have to say that! ”

“Yeah, we're all wronged, boss! ”

A lot of slaves scream and grieve. We're the victims, okay?

The old master was angry and shouted, “You took his stone and said it was unjust. These two stones, they belong to him? Tell me the truth! ”

“Yes, yes. ”

“That's true, but...”

Pfft!

Two mouths, two slaves covered their mouths.

The boss pointed his finger at them and scolded them angrily: "Just robbing Yuanshi, dare to use a knife! You've got a lot of nerve! Says who really moved the knife..."

If the servant is disabled, he can't live. Instead, he needs rest and treatment. That's the cost!

If things are delayed, the magician blames them, and the chief executive is responsible.

“Move the knife? ”

“We didn't! ”

“Chief, we're all old people. Don't you know that? ”

“Put your mother in a bunch of shit. Is being an old man blind? You didn't move the knife. How did he get his wound? Did he cut it himself?” The boss growled and growled.

The white ice is not far away in the shadow corner, and I look at it, and I think, "Chief, you're so smart, you're a winner."

Pfft, pfft...

The boss was furious and slapped.

Everyone was at least counted, and a man who was deterred by the old chief was afraid to speak again.

It's just their fists squeezed tight, some frontal bluish, some teeth snapped. My heart is full of depression and it's hard to say.

“Get your ass back in the tent and we'll settle this tomorrow.” The old man's hands are numb, he's old, he's panting, but his anger dissipates most of the time.

The slaves dared not disobey the order and turned to stare at the source, engraving his figure in the deepest part of their hearts.

The old master stepped over and handed over Yuanshi to Fangyuan. There was no good tone: “Yuanshi brought it back to you, don't lose it again. Next time you throw it away, I'll leave you alone! ”

Fang Yuan tears, touched and scared: “Boss, you can take care of these two stones for me first. I'm afraid of being robbed again. ”

The chief pipe beamed a little and he couldn't help but heartbeat. The merchant is dangerous. Maybe one day the source will be swallowed up by the beast. Don't these two stones belong to you?

“The old man barely took care of it for you.” The old pipeline.

“Thank you, boss. You're such a good man.” Fang Yuan bowed in haste, thanking him constantly.

“Okay, okay, I'm sleepy. You go to bed early.” The old man shook his hand and left impatiently. As for where Fangyuan sleeps, it's none of his business.

“This black earth is a little silly.” The boss laughed in his heart.

Everyone leaves, and the face of the source spins back to calm.

“Your wound is still bleeding. Why don't you take care of it?” White condensed ice came over.

“It still works, let's go.” Fang Yuan smiled.

……

In the tent, the oil light is on.

Mercy was looking at it with a book, and suddenly his eyebrows snapped softly: "Butterfly, do you hear me? Looks like someone's crying outside the tent for help. ”

Little butterfly's head drifted asleep. If the lady doesn't sleep, she won't sleep first.

When she woke up, she heard her side of her ear and shouted: "Oh my God, someone's crying for help...”

“Who cries at night? It's you again!” Zhang Zhu, the merciful guardian, has come out and discovered Fang Yuan first.

Fangyuan sat paralyzed on the ground with a snot and tears.

“Get out of here. Get out of here or I'll kill you!” Zhang Zhu lowered his voice and he had a bad impression of each other.

“Uncle Zhang Zhu...” At this time, Mercy and the maid came.

“How come it's you again? You still have a ghost!” When the maid saw the source, she glanced at her eyes.

Fang Yuan ignored them and only focused his eyes on merciful business: “Miss Zhang Jia, you are responsible for my life. You're the only one who can save me! ”

“Hey, you crazy bastard, what nonsense!” Zhang Zhu had a sip of anger.

“How could my lady hurt you if she was so generous? Miss, let's go. Don't worry about this.” The maid also complained.

By the merciful nature of the mercy of the merchant heart, no one else can be miserably alone.

Fangyuan, covered in blood and wounds, has already taken her sympathy. With his words, if mercifully asked, he will not sleep well tonight.

“What do you mean you were hurt by me? Uncle Zhang Zhu, can you treat him first?” Mercy in business.

Zhang Zhu didn't want to, but he had to reach out and push. A white light sphere did not enter the source, and his blood stopped and his wound gradually healed.

"“ Those are the two stones, they're red, they're robbing me of them, I can't spell them, only invite the boss to preside over justice. They gave me back Yuanshi, but they threatened me. They tried to teach me a lesson. ”

“This is how it is.” The business heart listened with mercy and sighed.

“You're a man of your own accord, miss. Let's ignore him. He obviously asked for it. If he didn't sell it at such a high price, he'd be fine.” Butterfly turned a white eye and the other source was very unwelcome.

Fangyuan continued: “I and my companion thought to go, only you can rely on Miss Zhang. Otherwise they'll kill us. It's two lives! ”

“Killing is not…” a source of mercy and comfort.

Fong Yuan interrupted her words and went on to say, “Miss, you don't know, it's dark in here. They'll take advantage of the beast attack to reckon with me. Maybe one day, I'll be eaten by a beast. But they're all haunted behind it. Please take her in. Please help her! ”

Merciful mercy can't help but hesitate, "Well, I'll take you in for a while. ”