The two chatted, and Mrs. Wang slowly moved her chair closer, "Brother, you are tired from running all the way. Come on, come on. I will give you a back rub, massage, and pedicure."
No, no, thank you.
I'm not tired. Feng San quickly dodged his chair and sat on the ground.
Mrs. Wang squealed happily, "Hey, let me go. It seems that you are quite shy. Don't be afraid. I don't dislike you. I am willing to sacrifice myself." As she said this, she pushed Feng San down and shook his pockmarked face and big lips. Go straight to Feng San.
Me, me, me, holy shit, the special code is so scary, I’m going to go, Feng San crazily dives under the table.
Mrs. Wang saw that Feng San was inexplicably fond of Liuha Lazi, so she grabbed his ankles and chewed them.
The angry Feng San panicked and kicked him, yelling, "Fuck you, you bitch, I'm going to kill you."
well!
Feng San drew out his machete and put it away quickly. He couldn't kill the pervert king's wife. After all, he was a subordinate of Hu Yuanxi and Zhou Jifeng, and he would not be easy to deal with in the future.
In front of me, there is only someone to tickle, yes, tickle her!
The two of them got into a fight in the house in the middle of the night. Mrs. Wang was not angry, but was very excited about the fight.
The two men were disheveled and covered in scratches.
The fight lasted for an hour and a half without a winner. In the end, the two of them leaned on the bed and gasped for air. At this time, after one o'clock in the middle of the night, the two looked at each other a little like each other.
The two of them laughed without good intentions.
For the sake of the overall situation, Feng San mainly used Mrs. Wang to gather information, arrange her hair and clothes, and nodded to show her goodwill, "Sister."
What? When Mrs. Wang heard Feng San calling her sister, she came to her with a loud yell, opened her mouth and cried loudly.
When he started crying, his face twitched, and his red lips trembled as if he were trying to eat someone. Feng San was so frightened that he clenched his dagger tightly, and if he offended, he would kill him directly.
Sister, why are you crying? Stop crying. It’s easy for wild ghosts to come here in the middle of the night. Oh no, it’s easy to come for the guards.
She wiped her tears and smiled evilly, holding his hand tightly, "Brother, I am crying from the bottom of my heart, crying with excitement. I have lived for more than fifty years, and others call me an ugly old woman. You are The first person to call me sister, it was so nice and exciting.”
"Come on, come on, sit down, let's have a good chat."
Feng San observed that Mrs. Wang, the old madam, had no sex, "Excuse me, my sister discovered Huanglang and Hongshuigou. Did Feng Ziyue have any valuable clues?"
"I, Hu Yuanxi and Zhou Jifeng, the two cult leaders, came here under orders to collect information."
Madam Wang chewed a banana and said with a smile, "What is our slogan?"
Speaking.
The old bustard just opened his mouth and went up the mountain to hunt the tiger.
Feng San said without hesitation, go down the mountain to catch the monk.
Baga, Baga.
円西, 円西.
Madam Wang once again excitedly held Feng San's hand. Her suspicion was wrong. It was indeed Hu Yuanxi and Zhou Jifeng's subordinates in front of her, so she dispelled her suspicion.
The two of them were just about to get into their chat when the lights in the room suddenly went out with a creak.
Feng San learned martial arts and got under the table. He listened for a long time and heard no screams or assassins.
I slowly got out from under the table and lit the lamp, and found that Madam Wang was missing. Just as I was about to speak, a cry for help came from above my head. When I looked up, I saw Madam Wang hanging upside down from a gold hook on the beam. She was so scared that she grinned and wet her pants.
I walked over, and Feng Sanle was foaming at the mouth and screaming.
He quickly drew out his dagger and ran out of the window. The dark night was quiet and there was no one around.
He returned to the house and put Madam Wang down, "Sister, what kind of skills have you practiced? You are so good. If you have a chance, teach me."
Madam Wang was very good at pretending. She was obviously hung on the beam by an expert. She stared and lied. She patted Feng San on the shoulder and said, "Brother, follow me and I won't treat you badly in the future. If I have the opportunity, I will teach you kung fu." Go to bed early today, I have important things to do." After saying this, she quickly ran back to her residence to take a shower and change clothes. She was so scared that she squatted in the corner and drew circles in prayer.
Huang Lang could see clearly that Feng San and Madam Wang were acting together just now. He entered the house and was about to kill them both. Suddenly, a black shadow entered the courtyard, and then the lights in the house went out.
He was planning to observe, but he heard someone whispering on the roof behind him, "Damn it, there is no way the yellow wolf can leave quickly."
Huang Lang returned to his residence and thought over and over again. If he didn't want to kill Feng San, the old madam Wang Pozi sent his dead assistant to look for Kuangmo Tian and Fang Qingbo. If there were clues, he could capture him alive.
He wanted to see what tricks these guys could do.
Yellow Wolf was chewing crabs and drinking wine, his eyes rolling around. He was wondering who the person was last night and why he came to deliver the letter.
Last night, there was lightning and thunder, and heavy rain covered it up. He didn't hear anyone approaching. He was hugging his sweetheart passionately in the courtyard of the village in the west of the city. Suddenly, the window shattered, heavy rain drifted into the house with the wind, and a ball of fire fell. Go to bed and instantly set the bed on fire.
The yellow wolf grabbed the woman and put out the fire, and flew safely to the hospital. Alas, the woman was cremated while wailing heartbrokenly!
On a rainy night, Yellow Wolf stood in the courtyard and looked around. In the heavy rain, there were three people standing on the roof. The three of them were wearing skull masks in the hazy rain, and they couldn't tell the difference between men and women.
The three of them had no intention of running away. Before Huang Lang could ask, the short fat woman in the middle of the other party said, Master Huang, you are about to be in disaster, and you are still trying to seduce women. I admire you. I admire you. Do you want me? To accompany you, of course, this is a joke.
The other party's voice was mean and he looked like he didn't deserve a beating. He was so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Who is this person? Tell me your name and tell me what dangers I'm in."
The tall man on the roof interrupted and said, "Let me go, we didn't fight or kill. Why are you yelling? We are here to deliver a letter to you. You have to speak politely, otherwise, we won't tell you." .”
The three people on the roof laughed.
Amidst the lightning, thunder and rain, the three people looked at the roof like wild ghosts.
Yellow Wolf didn't believe the other party at all. He looked at the other party carefully and didn't recognize him. "Tell me, what's the danger? Who wants to kill me?" His tone was much gentler, his wrist shook slightly, and he aimed the concealed weapon in his cuff, taking advantage of the rain line. The three men and women on the other side seemed to realize something was wrong and told him not to be impulsive.
"I'm not impulsive, I'm not impulsive. Just tell me. If it's beneficial to me, I won't kill you 100%. If you deceive me, humph, then don't blame me. I'm not polite."
The short woman snorted and laughed like a pig. In the heavy rainy night, her sweat pores exploded when she laughed, scaring the two accomplices beside her to their knees and yelling curses.
Yellow Wolf kept an eye on him carefully. He was not afraid of fighting, but was afraid that the other party's origin would be unknown and he would do something bad.
"Master Huang, our news is absolutely valuable. It is related to the stability of the Xishan Sect's headquarters. I won't say much. It's ten kilograms of gold bars."
What, Huang Lang roared, his original intention was that the madmen were going to cause trouble in the Xishan Sect.
