Tattoo man this is to see clearly, Feng Meiya this is really angry. As for the source of anger is this calm young man, no, it should be said that it is their gold master.
If it wasn't for this guy, how could they be needed by Feng Meiya. If they are not needed by Feng Meiya, where can they make money?
Hey, hey, hey, hey
The more I want to go down, the better the tattoo is, the more exciting the whole body is. Spat to the ground, and then took the stick in his hand to Lin fan.
"Boy, did you hear what Miss Feng said just now?"
Seeing Lin Fan from the beginning to the end, the tattooed man became more and more disdainful: "kneel down and kowtow to Miss Feng wisely, or you will be finished if I drop this stick."
"Miss Feng, you can have an accident like this. You don't regret taking the medicine."
Still indifferent to looking at Feng Meiya, Lin Fan joked: "I can't wait for someone to call you, and then talk about this matter with you in depth."
"If you're ready to die, do it for me. Fight me to death."
Angry at Lin Fan's calm attitude, Feng Meiya angrily scolded: "who pays more money? Fast, fast, fast."
"Boy, you have to bear with us."
The voice falls, the tattooed man holds a stick and smashes it into Lin Fan's head. If this stick is implemented, he will definitely be the heaviest one.
He won't make the most money then?!
Looking at the falling stick, his heart is in the waves. I just don't know why, Lin fan, who should have been scared, didn't react at all, and even had a sneering smile on his face?
Whistling and passing, palm a burst of pain, hand out. Look where there are sticks in your hand, and then a cold voice rings in my ears: you're finished, it should be my turn to be happy?
Cool? What's so cool about it? What's the end of him?
Listen to the confused tattoo man puzzled to look at the past, the next is to see the wooden stick falling. And then, um, no more. I had a pain in my head and then I got black in front of me.
Suck
The remaining nine boys took a breath subconsciously, and the sticks that had been put in the air were frozen in succession. Looking at the tattooed man lying on the ground with a bloody head, their legs couldn't help shivering.
Their heads have been ripped off. Their boss's head has been ripped off!
Just now, they were taken away by the boss. But now it seems that the reaction is slow, otherwise they are lying on the ground.
"What do you want? Like your boss? "
Throwing away the stick in his hand, Lin Fan glanced at the rest of the younger brother: "I am in a good mood today, to send?"
How can I get one?
Hehe, hehe, hehe
You look at me, I look at you, are embarrassed smile, and then coincidentally throw away the stick in hand. What bullshit joke? Who dares to do it now? Isn't it obvious that they want to die?
"Misunderstandings, there must be misunderstandings. How dare we have a fight with elder brother?"
"Let's go now, brother. You'll let us off as a fart."
"Big brother, you've got a lot of them. Let's get out of here."
The remaining nine people laughed and bowed down, and then dragged their heads to open the tattooed man, as if the sole of his feet was smeared with oil. In just one minute, I left the place clean and had no money.