Chapter 258

Li NanFang's biological clock has been disrupted by the reversal of black and white life for half a month. As soon as it gets dark, Li Nanfang starts to feel energetic. During the day, he yawns and tears. Every time he goes back to the hotel to sleep, he can see the look of disdain in the eyes of the customer service girl

These young girls, who were originally very innocent and ignorant, have lost their money since they took up the job of front desk customer service, but their eyes are much more fierce. From the lipstick in Li NanFang's neck and the smell of rouge, we can see that Li Nanfang is a night professional.

In fact, Li Nanfang doesn't want to do this either. He wants to take a comfortable hot bath in the club, change into dry clothes, and come back to the hotel dressed like a dog.

But now he didn't dare to take a bath there. Every time he took a bath, the princesses who always liked to take advantage of each other would break into the house shamelessly and give him a good name for rubbing his back.

Why don't you eat that without permission and money?

Hurry to get rough. Brother Shen is so expensive that he even wants to eat it himself. How can he get rid of these Huanchang masters?

And these princesses, compared with those who are willing to spend a lot of money, are not so good at oral work. They have been disgraced for three days in a row. They are really afraid of them. They have to drive away immediately after they finish their work.

Li Nanfang knows very well that he is now infatuated with this kind of licentious life, which is very dangerous.

If it goes on like this, he will be completely degenerated before Yue Zitong comes.

This is not what he wanted, although his functions are rapidly recovering, including the changes in that part, which is at least twice as large as before he was bitten by ten thousand snakes.

He wants to make a career and become a successful person, so that his teacher's mother will be happy.

Nanfang group is the starting point of his career, and it's very successful. When Zhou Gong called last night, he was so excited that he couldn't speak. He almost exhausted his hard-working black silk technology, and finally succeeded!

The success of black silk technology means that we can mass produce different silk stockings in the future, so that women all over the world can feel the happiness of gentle touch like a lover's big hand.

Professional is the best.

When Nanfang group was founded, Li Nanfang made a strategic development plan for the company, specializing in women's silk stockings, while all men stood aside.

Li Nanfang was also very happy. He almost indulged himself and spent a whole day celebrating with several club princesses.

They don't pay attention to the despised eyes of those customer service girls. They pretend to be serious. Do they really think that brother Shen hasn't heard them whispering about the best Qinglong and swearing that when they have saved enough money, they will go to the club to open their eyes?

Li Nanfang decided that after a full rest, he would go to Nanfang group in the afternoon and not go to the club in the evening. He would take Lao Wang and them to find a good hotel to have a good drink, and then give them some bonus appropriately, so that they would be more grateful and follow Mr. Li wholeheartedly.

No matter where you go or where you don't come to Qingshan City, who makes those customer service girls look down on me?

With this idea of revenge, Li Nanfang, wrapped in a bath towel, fell on the bed and fell asleep.

In the early morning, there was still a red sky in the East. Somehow, it became overcast. With the increasing northwest wind, large dark clouds rushed to Qingshan city.

As a folk saying goes, rain from the northwest is not good.

Because heavy rain is the second, and the key is that there will be strong winds. This season is just the time for corn to thrive. After a strong wind passes, it will "lay corpses all over the field", making harvesting difficult and reducing production.

It's getting dark and windy. In the northwest sky, from time to time, the lightning of Golden Snake scurrying down from the clouds, accompanied by the thunder.

The lightning is more and more rampant, the dark clouds are more and more thick, when a deafening thunder, from the castle peak above the bang, the big raindrops of soybeans, crackling down.

Bang!

After a dazzling flash of lightning, the thunder almost shatters the whole world, making the window glass shudder. Li Nanfang, who is asleep, is also awakened and looks out of the window.

He saw a dragon.

The black dragon, with teeth and claws, came out of the clouds, and then turned back, like a sharp knife cutting on the tofu, which made a mess of the clouds.

Let Li Nanfang see a man, wearing a black dragon robe embroidered with gold, with a jade belt around his waist and a crown to the sky on his head. With the help of several palace beauties, he stands in the clouds and sneers at Li Nanfang silently.

After Li Nanfang met his eyes, he felt as if he had been stabbed by the arc of electric welding. He moved away in a hurry, and his heart thumped.

He had seen this man, who was bitten by ten thousand snakes in a manger. In his dream, he was a king.

That strange dream, Li Nanfang remember very clearly, in the dream, he is a paper man, with the old cattle, placed in front of a simple coffin, waiting for the funeral people to burn, escorting the dead to live.

According to folk customs, he absorbed the souls of six women. Although his body was burned, he left a complete soul. He rose to heaven with the old cattle and saw the king.

The king was angry that he talked to the old ox, turned into a black dragon, and roared into his mouth - then he woke up and went back to reality.

However, in reality, how to see the king?

Li Nanfang was lying on the bed. He didn't dare to breathe, but his eyes turned slowly.

I don't know why, Li Nanfang saw himself!

Lying on the bed, he is no longer him, but a white paper man.

He is no longer a paper man made of bamboo strips, but a paper man whose body was bitten by thousands of snakes, covered with white paper and painted with varnish.

His face is still strangely pale, cherry mouth, two black spots is his nose, a pair of empty eyes, appears to be particularly large, deep black pupil, slowly turning, see a warrior wearing blood armor, holding an axe and Tomahawk from the king in front of the line, holding an old cattle.

Old cattle in tears, moo moo, all over the body is a whip mark, revealing the body bones of bamboo strips.

On its back was a paper man with a black iron chain around his neck.

Li Nanfang can't understand how the light paper man can bear such a heavy chain?

Paper man, how also in tears like the old cattle, to the king?

"Get out of here!"

The king's action was rude. He pushed away the concubines who supported him and rushed to the old ox with an arrow. He grabbed the paper man's neck and roared: "spit it out for me, spit it out for me!"

Li Nanfang saw that the only paper man with cherry's small mouth was pinched by the king and opened his mouth and stretched out his tongue. What's more, he also felt that he had an invisible big hand, which choked his neck.

He couldn't breathe. He could only open his mouth like a paper man. He stretched out his tongue and tried to break the hand with both hands, but he couldn't shake it. When Venus appeared in front of him, he saw the paper man lying on the bed holding his neck with both hands and opening his mouth.

How can things in dreams overlap with reality?

Li Nanfang wanted to know this very much, but no one would tell him that the onlookers' concubines and warriors with armor were all gloating, holding their fists high, cheering for the king, strangling him, strangling him!

There is a concubine, but also off the ribbon around the body, thrown over.

The king raised his hand to catch it and wrapped it around the paper man's neck. He stirred it to death and let the paper man spit it out.

What did you spit out for you?

Li Nanfang, who feels suffocated and ready to die at any time, suddenly roars and flies to his throat when the idea arises in his mind.

"Spit it out!"

The king roared again. When Li Nanfang opened his mouth to spit out the black blood, a white shadow came and hit the king heavily.

It was a woman dressed in white, with hair like a fierce ghost, white eyes and dirty body. It seemed that she had rolled in the rotten mud, showing sharp teeth and screaming at the king's throat: "dare you kill my son!"

Li Nanfang knows the woman.

It should be the crazy woman who led him to the manger with a cry and almost led him to the end of snake kiss.

Just, how can she suddenly appear, pounce on the king, and shout out that sentence?

Who, her son?

Li Nanfang felt at a loss and relaxed. As the king was knocked down by the crazy woman, he could breathe smoothly. The black blood that was about to be ejected also fell back and became a black dragon again. He let out a miserable howl and plunged into the sea of Qi.

"Kill her, kill her for me!"

The king, who was knocked down by a woman, roared as he hit her heavily in the face.

Looking at the foolish warriors with armor, they woke up from a dream. They drank the axe and Tomahawk in their hands and stabbed the crazy woman.

A fire suddenly fell from the sky, covering the king, women, concubines, warriors and Li Nanfang.

"Help, help!"

I feel like I'm in the fast burning Li Nanfang. In the howling, the old cattle suddenly rush over - moo!

With a sound, Li Nanfang turned over from the bed and sat up. In front of him, the fire disappeared. But the old cattle's cry seemed to reverberate in his ears.

Outside the window, the sun is shining, there are no dark clouds, no heavy rain, no king, no crazy woman.

It's still a dream.

Dream in dream.

The white sheet, however, was twisted into a strand and wrapped around his neck.

The cold sweat bigger than beans rolled down from his forehead, breathing heavily as if he was dying, the old cow was panting, and his heart beat more like jumping out of his throat.

The mobile phone is ringing, Wang Defa's name is flashing on it.

"Why doesn't Li always answer the phone?"

Lao Wang raised his hand to wipe his sweat and rushed out of the reception room.

Outside the door of the southern group, several new security dogs, holding sticks, were confronting more than ten gangsters. They were injured on their mouths and brows, which were left by the fight just now.

The big sign on the left side of the door was also smashed by the other side with an iron bar.

Gouziji is Chen Dali's little brother. Because they are in the street, few people in the southern group can look down on them, but no one thought that when the gangsters come to make trouble, they are the ones who fight to the death to block each other.

Buzz, buzz!

With the roar, a big black motorcycle galloped from the north, just like Li NanFang's driving towards sun laoxia that day, with the ferocity of smashing everything.

But Li Nanfang didn't hurt anyone that day, but the motorcycle crashed into the crowd in the scream of gangsters.