Before hanging up the phone, the fat man added, "Big Cousin, don't let your sister-in-law know."

Wang Lang couldn't help but be happy. This fat man was sanctioned by Orchid.

When I ran to find my sister, I was jumped by a fairy.

The first time I met this fat man, the fat man cheated Wang Lang. He was making an appointment to run away. The police came and cheated Wang Lang.

This time I was jumped by the immortal, and I thought of Wang Lang at the first time.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Lang told Qiu Hai a little, and headed towards the Zhengqingchun Hotel.

Although the investigation is now strictly investigated and various unjust industries are being carried out tightly, there are still people who commit crimes against the wind. This kind of business is a youthful life. It does not require taxes. If you feel comfortable, you can still satisfy your customers.

Of course, there is another business, that is, immortals dance.

After Wang Lang arrived at the place, he headed straight to the designated place.

Knocked on the door.

The moment the door opened, a hard thing hit Wang Lang's stomach, and a bald man pulled Wang Lang into the room.

Wang Lang looked down and found that it turned out to be a watermelon knife, one foot long. He looked at his head.

The bald man pushed Wang Lang hard, "Look at what to look at, go inside."

Wang Lang got inside.

The fat man squatted on the ground in a bath towel, holding his head with both hands, and his face was full of honesty.

On the sofa opposite, there was a fierce man with a long scar on his face. He was hideous and terrifying. On his legs was a woman wearing a leopard-print skirt, radiant.

"Brother Scar, I've brought it." The bald man pushed Wang Lang hard.

Brother Scar ignored Wang Lang and slapped the fat man hard on the head.

"You're fucking fast, you're such a man!" Brother Scar slapped the fat man hard on the head.

The fat man still looked aggrieved, "I have been under too much pressure recently, so I couldn't hold it in, so I lost it in advance."

Brother Scar rubbed his head hard, raised his palm and slapped the fat man hard on the forehead, "The fuck are you talking to me? I asked you to have sex, who are you with? Is he still having fun chatting with me?"

The fat man hugged his head, "Brother, this is my cousin. If you want to hit him, just hit him. I have no father or mother since I was a child. It was my cousin who pulled me up. He didn't teach me what I did today, so you hit him!"

Wang Lang wanted to beat this fat man hard at this moment.

Brother Scar slapped the fat man hard on the forehead, then raised his head and looked at Wang Lang, gently patted the woman in his arms, and the woman stood up.

"You are his eldest cousin."

Wang Lang nodded.

Brother Scar suddenly came towards Wang Lang and stepped on Wang Lang.

Wang Lang did not retreat and stepped back.

Brother Scar's legs actually retreated apart. From the back, you can see one side of Brother Scar's butt bulged.

He staggered back and Brother Scar stuck his butt into the sofa, holding one of his legs, and couldn't even shout out the pain.

"Brother Scar." Two little brothers ran over immediately. The woman in the leopard-print skirt also ran over.

The bald man cursed and slapped Wang Lang with a swear word.

Wang Lang tilted his head slightly.

The watermelon knife slashed Wang Lang's shoulder, but there was no blood. Instead, he saw Mars. At the same time, a crisp sound of jingling came from.

The bald head was confused.

The fat man squatting on the ground was also confused.

"Golden Bell Cover?" the fat man asked in surprise.

Wang Lang looked back at his head, pointed at his body, "Come on, come on a little longer."

The bald man glanced at the watermelon knife in his hand and looked at Wang Lang again, and really stabbed Wang Lang with a knife.

The knife was just pressed against Wang Lang, and he didn't even touch Wang Lang's flesh. The bald head only felt something indescribable outside Wang Lang's body, preventing the watermelon knife from getting close to Wang Lang.

Wang Lang grinned again, raised his hand and touched the bald head with a shiny tiled head, "What's in the head? You'll really poke it if you want to poke it."

Before the bald head could react, Wang Langxin grabbed the watermelon knife with his index finger stuck on one side, his thumb and middle finger stuck on the other side, and tried hard in his hand, and the watermelon knife was split into pieces.

Looking down at the only knife handle in his hand, the bald head was confused.

Bang!

Wang Lang shook his hand and slapped the bald man on the head. The bald man turned dizzy and sat on the ground.

Looking back at Brother Scar over there, Brother Scar covered his thighs and looked at Wang Lang vigilantly, "Brother, I'm really embarrassed. I don't know that this is your brother. How about this woman playing with your brother? "

As he spoke, Brother Scar pushed the woman in a leopard-print skirt towards the fat man.

The fat man smiled and said, "Big Cousin, let's just let this happen."

Wang Lang really wanted to step on this fat man and get messy.

I looked at the facilities inside the house and found a strap hanging on the ceiling, which finally hangs above the bed, and the bedside table is filled with all kinds of oil.

Wang Lang smiled angrily. This fat man was having a pretty fancy play.

"Get out!" Wang Lang said.

Brother Scar was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that Wang Lang would not pursue the matter.

"Brother, thank you, there will be a date later!" Brother Scar was carried away by two little brothers.

"Wait." Wang Lang suddenly shouted.

Brother Scar was stiff all over. He didn't know what the great god was going to do. He turned around and squeezed out a smile, "What's wrong, brother?"

"Take your woman away." Wang Lang said.

The fat man suddenly cried and said, "Big Cousin, I won't take you to play like this."

Brother Scar smiled, "Brother, he is not my girlfriend, he is just a platformer. You can play if you want."

Wang Lang's eyes were cold, and Brother Scar immediately greeted the woman and walked with him.

The fat man suddenly became depressed.

Until a few people ran away quickly, Wang Lang kicked the fat man, "You fucking fat Teddy, you will be reincarnated."

The fat man took out his cell phone sadly and shook the cell phone in his hand. Wang Lang glanced at the eyes and his face turned dark again. The fat man was actually shaking.

I really want to step on this fat man to death.

"You asked me to come for such a mess? You can't beat these native chickens and tiled dogs?" Wang Lang said angrily.

The fat man smiled embarrassedly, "Sage Time has no strength, and he has not beaten his sister-in-law before, and his whole body is in pain."

Wang Lang was speechless.

"Pack up your stuff, go, and still stand still."

The fat man refused to leave, "You can't come in vain. You go first, I'll go to get a cupping. Then take a shower."

Wang Lang's face turned dark again. No matter where this fat man went, his foot would always be with the woman.

Qinghe was clear-headed and had few desires, no desires, and didn't know how he taught such an apprentice.

Wang Lang felt that something might happen to this fat man here. When Wang Lang showed that he would use force to suppress him, the fat man stood up reluctantly and put on his clothes and went out with Wang Lang.

The third floor housing, the second floor bath center, the first floor ktv.

When passing by the second floor, the fat man lingered and looked inside.

When I went downstairs, I heard two staff members chatting.

"You don't know, I met two strange people today, one wearing a cuckold and all of them were worn in rural areas in the 1980s. That person was so strange. His eyes were always turning, and one turned clockwise and the other turned counterclockwise, giving people the feeling that it would fall off at any time. He drooled from time to time in his mouth. Another one was an old handsome guy, who was really handsome, handsome, handsome, very elegant, and his conversation was different from ordinary people. But the handsome uncle seemed to be in a bad mood and never spoke. They didn't chat. Just now, the handsome uncle suddenly asked me and Yanzi and asked us what blood type we had. After asking, he asked me and Yanzi and only let me stay there."

Wang Lang was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

He grabbed the woman, "Sorry, I'll ask, what does the cuckold look like you just mentioned? Is it curly hair?"

The woman nodded, "Yes, do you know each other?"

Wang Lang's heart skipped a beat, "Which room are they in?"

“210.”

Wang Lang rushed inside.

The fat man didn't know, so he caught up.

Cuckolded, curly hair on his head, and dressed from the 1980s, there is only one ghost hand left in the world.

If the woman hadn't asked about the blood type just now, Wang Lang wouldn't be so emotional. However, when it comes to the blood type, Wang Lang could not have thought of Ghost Hand and Tu Longsheng's subordinates.

When I rushed over, the door of 210 was opened.

Two people came out of it.

Ghost Hand and a handsome old guy came out.
To be continued...