"Um" Daming is a little green and a little green. What's wrong with not covering his face? Who stipulates that you have to cover your face to be a killer? You can't be confident.
Leng Bingbing is also a bit ugly. He looks too good-looking with a face covering and is easily recognized. There is no masking rule in the killer industry.
"My husband, don't talk nonsense. Not every killer is masked." Leng Bingbing felt that her husband was a bit out of tune. When he met a killer, he didn't want to run away, but his focus was on why his face was not masked. Leng Bingbing couldn't help but remind him. He said, "Mr. Ming Dynasty, this Ming Dynasty is ranked first in the killer list, and his force is not bad," he said.
How can the worst thing not be masked? Are the ancients not afraid of the law and regard life as a plaything? Of course, after hearing the cold words, Wang Bushu was no longer in the mood to pay attention to other people's faces, "Nima, he is also a master, and he is also a platoon The number one killer."
"Yes." Leng Bingbing nodded. "It is said that Ming Dynasty Yidianlu has gained a huge reputation in the world within a few years of his debut. He accepts tasks without any mistakes and has a 100% success rate."
Wang Bu gave up for a moment, this was the king of killers, the kind who killed people like chopping vegetables.
"Hey, Mr. Killer, I wonder if there is any misunderstanding between us?" Wang Bushi couldn't help but ask. He has always been kind to others and never made enemies with others. Is there any misunderstanding here, such as finding the wrong person?
"Misunderstanding, that's your business. I'm only responsible for killing people with money." Daming Dianlu stood not far from Wang Budie and replied coldly.
"I mean you have the wrong person"? Wang Bushi warned carefully.
"Nonsense, aren't you the king who will die?"
"No." Wang Busheng shook his head. "I'm not Wang Busheng. Let me just say, you have found the wrong person. I am a good citizen of the Ming Empire and I never have grudges with others."
"You are not the king of immortality"? Daming Dianlu was also confused. I muttered in my heart, "Did I really find the wrong person?"
"I'm really not Wang BuShu. Look at my face." Wang BuShu pointed at his face and said in a solemn tone, "Such a beautiful face, Wang Meili, Zhao Yingjun, Hao Hao, how can it set off such a good-looking face?" Beautiful, what the hell is Wang Bu Die? It’s so ugly, what kind of heartless person would give it such a name?”
Da Ming Yi Lv was even more confused. Although the shameless person in front of him praised himself so much that he didn't even blush, but there were still very few people who arranged their names in this way. After all, names were given by parents. Honoring parents and respecting teachers are also important for everyone. The duties and responsibilities of the people of the Ming Empire also include killers.
"Are you really not Wang Immortal?" Zhongyuan Yidianlu asked again. The doubts in my heart are even worse.
Could it be that there was something wrong with this master's head? After a few words of deception, his head turned into paste. In order to avoid trouble, Wang Busui planned to add more fire. "Really, really, I am really not Wang Immortal. If I were called Wang Immortal, I would have a son without holes."
Leng Bingbing couldn't help but take advantage of Daming's lack of attention and carefully kicked Wang Busei, "Nima, your son is my son. It's such a terrible thing to give birth to a son without holes. It's scary to think about it. ".
Wang Busheng responded with a comforting look, swearing and so on, it was all a lie, it was just a game between children. If good was rewarded with good and evil was rewarded with evil, the world would already be in balance, and poor people would be able to enjoy good food and drink hot food. , the promises made are debts owed, just owe debts. This world does not stipulate that debts must be repaid. Everyone is very busy. Adults have long stopped playing the game of swearing and making promises. It has no effect. Also a waste of time.
"Oh, it turns out I was wrong." It's obvious that Daming Dianlu is a master. Masters are lonely, unsociable, and have little contact with others. Naturally, they have a high degree of recognition for the promise, and they believe that Wang Bushi is not Wang Budie. He said, "I'm really sorry for interrupting this kind of show of affection between the two of you." You have to apologize if you do something wrong. Killers also have their own moral code.
"Hahaha, it doesn't matter, it's fate to meet each other. Maybe God specially arranged for today to happen." I didn't expect that people in ancient times were so easy to cheat. If I had known that, I would still work so hard to make money. As long as I didn't cheat, it would be fine. , there are many ways to deceive people in the 21st century. If you just pick out a few, you can have enough food and clothing, and be extremely rich.
"I don't know if the Wang Busui you are looking for has any characteristics. I can tell you if I see him." When the danger was lifted, Wang Busui relaxed his vigilance. Naturally, his warm-hearted nature recurred.
When things have come to this point, Leng Bingbing is confused and his head is in a mess. This is really hard to understand. Could it be that the legend is wrong? The Green Killing Skills of Ming Dynasty are great, but their brains may not be very bright. God A window was opened and a door was closed for him, and it was also the most important way in and out. Well, God is so fair.
"Oh, what you said makes sense." So Daming Yidianlu took out a piece of paper from his arms and took a few steps forward to hand it to Wang Busheng. Daming Yidianlv couldn't help but complain, "This man looks really ordinary. It’s so hard to find, I’ve been looking for it for more than a week, and there are still dozens of orders to come, so I’m running out of time.”
"Um, I didn't expect that this No. 1 Green of the Ming Dynasty is also the sales champion. He is the kind who is soft-handed when accepting orders." Wang Busheng took the paper. It turned out that it was not a photo like the 21st generation, but a portrait. Obviously, such a painter has no With the superb painting skills of those reporters, the characters in this painting are not only too ordinary, without any highlights, but also too ugly, a bit scary. Hanging it on the door during the New Year can definitely ward off evil spirits. Wang Busheng's face is a bit green, this one The painting he painted was so ugly, which made him feel so embarrassed. If he knew who painted it, Wang Busui decided to beat him so that he could not take care of himself.
"This, is this an abstract painting method? It only depends on its spirit, not its shape." Putting the paper away and handing it back to Daming Green, Wang Bushu complained in his mind, "You can find yourself in the painting like this. The eyes of Daming Green are different from ordinary people. Could it be titanium dog eyes?"
"I don't know. I collected 30,000 taels this time. I will probably lose money if this continues," Daming Dianlu worriedly said. People who made hundreds of taels of silver every minute had to say that they had indeed suffered heavy losses this week.
"Brother, it doesn't matter. Where there's a will, there's a way. Money can't be earned in a day." Wang Bushit comforted him by saying, for example, he would be very satisfied if he earned a few thousand taels a day.
"What did you just call me?" Suddenly Daming's green face changed, and his tone became cold.
Wang Bu's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back. He said in a trembling tone, "Big brother, if you don't be a big brother for many years, I can call you little brother."
"I am a woman"
Some men look like women, and we all affectionately call them pseudo-mothers, but women who look like men, what do we call them, pseudo-dads, and some women who look like men don’t want to be regarded as men. Men are smelly, women are sweet, Daming Yidianlu is such a person. Being treated as a man is her biggest pain. Is it okay that she is a woman? She can also warm the bed and give birth to children. Wang Bushit's unintentional words hit the softest spot in Daming Dianlu's heart, and it even bled.
"Um, I'm sorry, eldest sister, I'm a little color blind." Wang Busheng had to explain that it was not his fault. You can't stop everyone in the world from eating pigs because you look like a pig head.
"Apologizing is useful, so why should the government do anything else?" He raised the one-legged bronze man, pointed at Wang Bushi and said fiercely, "I'm going to kill you."
"Kill me, don't you think it's okay for me, eldest sister? It's such a big deal, and there's no one to pay the bill for you to kill me. If you don't pay, wouldn't you be at a huge disadvantage?" Wang Bushu wanted to give himself a slap. Is this the result of being a bitch? If he had left early, he would have had all these troubles.
No wonder experts don't like to talk too much.
"I intend to do good deeds and eliminate harm for the people without getting paid. A blind and cheap person is a disaster even if he is alive, and is a threat to the long-term peace and stability of the Ming Empire and the people's peace and contentment." Daming Yidianlu is like the defender of truth. Who said killers only care about money? There are times when they do good deeds without money.
"Uh, I'm so full of evil. Isn't it just that I'm a bit arrogant? I'm going to bring disaster to the country and the people. Do you like this little girl?" Wang Bushu felt that he was wronged, much more wronged than Dou E.
"Sister, sister, can we be reasonable?" As the protagonist, Wang Busheng was helpless. After being stable for a few days this time, the trouble came again.
"You actually reasoned with a killer, and you're also a woman. It turns out you're not just a bitch and blind, but also a brainiac." He rolled his eyes, his green eyes full of contempt.
This joke was not funny at all, and Wang Bushit was also angry, "Who are you calling a fool? Have you ever seen such a good-looking fool?"
Putting one hand behind his back, he used the other to straighten his hair that was messed up by the wind.
"You are still shameless." Daming Yidianlu once again defined Wang Busheng's character.
"Well" the baby feels aggrieved, but the baby doesn't cry.
"You are the brainless, blind, tomboy, tomboy, and venomous woman." Wang Bu was angry. The consequences of anger were not very good. He was easily impulsive, and the punishment for impulsiveness was not very beautiful.
"Who do you think is a tomboy?" Daming Yidianlu was even more angry. If his eyes had any warmth, Wang Busui would have turned to carbon on the spot.
"Well, I have scolded you so much, but this killer sister only focuses on the man's mother-in-law. Isn't it good to be a man?"
It is difficult to understand the ancient king's immortality.
"I'm going to kill you," Daming Dianlu said fiercely. This time it was true, no joke.
Everyone has their own story. Daming Yidianlv was born in a relatively wealthy scholarly family. Scholars all have eccentricities, and her family's eccentricities are rather weird. They favor boys over girls to an outrageous level. He is really his younger brother. Eating meat, she didn't even have the right to drink soup. She was doing the heaviest work at home. She had no food to eat, no clothes to wear, and was scolded countless times for losing money. Every day was a miserable life. Daming It was a little painful, but she never cried. She always believed that as long as she did well, she would always be recognized by everyone. If she was not recognized, it was because she did not do well enough. Such an innocent and romantic child, with such a thoughtful mind Simple, but heartbreaking, you must know that some people are like wolves, they can never be fed, and endless asking is their only purpose.
Until one day, the biological parents sold themselves for a few taels of silver, and the only purpose was to buy a new dress for their son. Daming Yidianlu was completely disheartened and heartbroken. He worked hard and always wanted to be recognized, but he had always been a dispensable existence, and his only value was just a piece of clothing. There is only one reason for this: I am not a man.
What makes Daming Yidianlu even more irritating is yet to come. Poor people can't get a wife, so they can only spend money to buy one. Daming Yidianlu is like this, but when his children see his appearance again, they disagree with him and insist on returning the goods. , saying that he is a bachelor and will never live with a man for the rest of his life. Daming Yidianlu's fragile little heart was hit hard again. And another time, I met a flower picker, but when I saw him, I gave up decisively and left without taking off my pants. Isn't this too hurtful to your self-esteem? Yes, Daming Yidianlu has lived in this kind of life for more than ten years. Her thoughts were distorted, so when Wang Busheng said she was a man, he reminded her of the past.
"Ms. sir, I'll block for a while, you go first." He couldn't use the bow and arrow at close range, and he didn't bring it with him, so Leng Bingbing pulled out his soft sword and stood in front of Wang Busheng.
"Uh, wife, you stole my line."
