Such a "creaking" sound of pushing the door could hit Mu Zilong's ears like a death talisman. Before that, he was desperately trying to peel off the tangled tape. Although this was a long task, as long as the gangsters planned to abandon them, Mu Zilong could even grind them all day and never stop the work.

But things didn't seem to be that simple. These perverted guys seemed to have a deep blood hatred with him. After beating him, Wen Luo was also bruised by them forcibly entering. Just like that, are they still unwilling to give up? Mu Zilong also gritted his teeth with hatred, but there was no way. Since these miscellaneous guys came, he could only stop the work first. If they were discovered, it would definitely be a loss.

When these gangs of sluts came in talking and laughing, Mu Zilong immediately pretended to die, in order not to let them beware of anything else. The sluts were in the same state as the first group of employees who entered the company early in the morning and were the first to check in. They always had the enthusiasm and expectation of treating every day. They were holding breakfast in their hands. As soon as they came in, they just glanced at Mu Zilong and the others, and put bags of bags on the worn four-sided chairs.

The four-sided chair is crooked and looks like the body of an 80-year-old man. You don’t know when he will suddenly fall down.

"Mad, there are so many mosquitoes in the mountains."

One of the bad guys scratched his arms and cheeks, which looked like he was allergic, while the other two guys were looking for food in them. Early this morning, when Chu Xu in the East had just dawned, everything was as beautiful as this natural landscape. Unfortunately, two people were completely opposite at this time. When the light began to be sufficient, Mu Zilong saw Wen Luo's pitiful appearance. Her body was covered with scars and her lips were chapped. These broken bodies of Wang Luo were rescued. All this was just a fool. Although Mu Zilong was unwilling, he was at a loss and could only pretend to be dead. There was no way. The reality was so helpless, so many people like to indulge in the fantasy world, right?

The three bad boys ignored Mu Zilong and the other ones, but instead ate the food they brought early in the morning, and each of them had a mouth full of oil.

"Hey, go and see if they are dead. The male brother said he would play for a few days. If he dies so soon, he will be bored, especially the woman. You go and send her some food. Then the male brother said he would sell it to the kiln. This girl was full of charm. Think about the scene yesterday, I want to send it again." One of the squinting squinting squinox said in a lewd manner.

Another guy was holding a box of rice noodles in his hand. Without hesitation, he skipped Mu Zilong and came to Wen Luo while eating, squatted down and pushed the hair on her forehead apart. He even smelled the breath of life, but he was eating now, so he had some dry retching reaction.

After patting Wen Luo's face, feeling her faint reaction, the bad boy said, "It's time to eat." As he said that, he put the rice dumpling in his hand to her. Wen Luo frowned and closed his cherry lips, not wanting to accept the bastard who was crazy and stubborn yesterday. The bad boy had a bad temper. Seeing Wen Luo shook his head and looked disgusted, he was planning to directly insert chopsticks and food into her mouth, but thinking about the male brother's instructions, no matter what, if he wants to sell it into the kiln in the future, his face must be clean.

"I want to die, right? She won't eat it!" Lanzi said to Wen Luo first, and the second half was to the two accomplices behind him.

"Forget it if you don't eat it, feed yourself first and think about how to play later." The sack boy who was eating pineapple oil said with a wicked smile on his face.

"I'm still playing, how can I play if I'm like this? Why don't I help her wipe her body? Otherwise, I'll look like the women who have cholera in the slums in Africa."

After the guy who ate the cart noodles sucked, he was no longer interested in Wen Luo. In fact, the scenes he played with six or seven brothers yesterday reminded him of the island movies he usually watched. He always felt disgusting and dirty through the screen. Unexpectedly, he was always scolding and did this yesterday, which was quite thrilling.

Recently, he entered a church because of emptiness. The missionaries inside said that they had come out to do something before, and told him to put down the butcher knife and believe in Jesus immediately. Jesus would bless him to eliminate his inner anxiety. Then he joined the new church with a try-and-see attitude, but in a few days he made an evil mistake, which was the disgusting scene yesterday. Looking at Wen Luo's appearance at this time, he felt that this woman was indeed a little pitiful.

As he said that, he looked at Mu Zilong who seemed to be dead and said, "Hey, is that guy dead? If he dies, he will bury him quickly, and he will be disgusting if he smells smelly."

After hearing this, the sanzi, holding the rice noodles, got up and looked at Mu Zilong. He was even more rude to the man. He grabbed Mu Zilong's hair and picked him up, stumbled into his breath and said, "It's not dead, but the man said, the woman wants to stay, the man doesn't care, what do you think?"

"Do you kill someone? This guy has no grudges and grudges with us, so you don't need to kill him. I beat him up all day yesterday, so let him die for himself." said the religious sack.

"I've just been so kind to believe in the church for a few days?" The other two sluts smiled jokingly. The sluts who believe in the church looked very embarrassed, as if these guys knew that it was a shame to believe in the church. He glanced at his head and ate pineapple oil.

"Why are you pretending to be dead?" The bastard pushed Mu Zilong's head and said in a muffled voice.

Mu Zilong just heard their conversation, so he had a plan. He didn't know if he could use a little favor to dispose of these guys. I think he wouldn't pretend to be dead immediately. When the bastard was about to get up and walk away, he slowly said: "If you let us go, I can give you some money." Although Mu Zilong was not very rich, as long as the hearts of these three people were disturbed by themselves, something that would happen would happen.

As soon as the words were finished, the three of them were stunned and looked at each other. The bad boy squatted down and said, "What? Are you very rich?"

No one doesn’t like money, let alone men. Money, fame, status and power are always what you want. For these bad guys, nothing is better than having money. As long as you have money, you can bribe your relationship and be the eldest brother, and there will be a group of younger brothers under your hands to follow you.

"Yes, I have a lot of money, but money is definitely not worth my life. Let us go, and you will no longer have to be other people's younger brothers in the rest of your life. Being younger brothers is just to make a name for one day, right? Now there is a way in front of you, each person is 10 million, enough to let you sunbathe in Bali for the rest of your life." Mu Zilong grinned and showed his blood-stuck teeth inside.

Each person definitely doesn't have it, but Mu Zilong is still sure before that, when they got the fake money, some problems were made for several bastards. In this world, one of the two people would be blinded by profit, not to mention that now there is a threesome.

"Brave, you have so much money to soak someone's horses." The bastard said after thinking about it. The few of them were bored, so they didn't mean to let Mu Zilong stop. As the saying goes, eating and watching big shows is also a great pleasure in life, right?

"If I don't have some skills, how could I get a young man Pan's horse? I have to go to those high-end places, right?"

Mu Zilong's words were a bit interesting. The eyes of several people looked at each other, which was half-believing and half-doubting. If it was really like Mu Zilong said, then each person could live a happy life for a lifetime of 10 million. These are all dreams of everyone. So let alone these bad guys are not moved, even Mu Zilong was a little excited when he said it himself. After all, are you pretending to be a rich man now?
Chapter completed!