Tied the tops together, Wang Lang hooked his hands to the other end, made a simple slingshot, and found a small stone from the ground. Wang Lang asked the bullshit to block the prison guard next to him, opened the condom and bounced the stone out.

It was unbiased and bounced on Ma Jinhu's forehead. The powerful one immediately made a big bruise on his head.

Wang Lang lowered his head and continued to look for stone. Ma Jinhu's first reaction was to look at Wang Lang. He found that Wang Lang did not look at him, but he was still worried and kept staring at Wang Lang.

After staring for a long time, Wang Lang opened the condom and made another effort.

One left and one right, two bruises appeared on the forehead.

Wang Lang pretended to be fine.

The people in the Ma Jinhu horn and the people in the Juan Er horn are holding their shit, but with Wang Lang here, no one dares to go to the bathroom. The reason is that three people have been baptized by shit and urine. No one wants to be the fourth one. No one knows that this newcomer has the habit of stuffing people into shit pits.

I waited until the time for the release of the slaughter, and the group of people were holding back but didn't dare to come and pull it.

Ma Jinhu didn't make any big moves today, but gave Wang Lang a strange smile on the way back.

When lunch was served, Wang Lang had no appetite and let the bullshits eat first.

He left a portion for Wang Lang and then distributed the meal to everyone.

Suddenly, someone screamed in pain. Everyone followed the sound and found that the quail was screaming. The quail was so painful that his face wrinkled into a lump, and he actually pulled out a needle from his mouth.

Wang Lang jumped off the bed, staring at the steamed bun in his hand with his eyes. Fortunately, the front teeth were big, and the needle was not eaten between the teeth.

"Don't eat it first." Wang Lang asked everyone to put down what they had eaten.

"Fuck, it must be the grandson Ma Jinhu who asked someone to do it!" said the bullshit angrily.

Wang Lang asked everyone to break the steamed buns apart, and four or five people had needles inserted in the middle of the steamed buns.

He looked down at the dishes in the vegetable bowl. Wang Lang twitched them a few times and smelled them.

"Stop taking it, someone has given medicine." Wang Lang threw the vegetables down.

One of them looked at Wang Lang with his eyes wide open, "It's over, I'm already seven years old, will I wash it?"

"No, it's not a poison to kill people." Wang Lang took out his ears and walked to the door to slap the door.

After a while, the prison guard came over, "Why don't you eat well? Are you all full and have nothing to do?"

"There is poisonous in the rice, and there is needle in the steamed bun." Wang Lang said.

The door opened, the prison guard walked in, checked and collected the needle, "The vegetables are poisonous, how do you see that the vegetables are poisonous?"

"Smell." Wang Lang said honestly.

"Did you fucking find fault on purpose?" The prison guard was furious.

Wang Lang smiled, "You always see the needle in the steamed bun."

The prison guard fiddled with the steamed buns, "You can still eat it after you pull out the needle. Why? I want me to change it for you. It's gone! If you like it, don't eat it! If I don't eat it, I will take it out, some of them will be hungry ghosts!"

When he became bullshit, he was about to flatter him. Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "Take it out and feed the starving ghosts."

"Fuck! Are you arguing with me?" The prison guard was furious and came up and gave Wang Lang a stick.

Wang Lang smiled and squatted on the ground, holding his head and getting hit with a stick.

"I don't eat it, right? Well, then don't eat it. I'll take it out and feed it to those starving ghosts."

The prison guard leaned over and pushed the ball out, and the bullshit group stared at each other, all of them were quite hungry, but seeing Wang Lang's expression was determined to not eat, no one refuted it.

The food was taken away.

Before leaving, the prison guard rushed to the door, "Since you don't want to eat, then don't eat it today."

Wang Lang took out his ears and turned back to the bed.

The bullshit group surrounded him, all hanging their heads. The bullshit took out a steamed bun from under the clothes and handed it to Wang Lang, "Boss, I just hid one secretly. You have eaten it, but you haven't eaten it yet."

Wang Lang lit a cigarette, "You eat it yourself, will it be the day of reception tomorrow?"

It seems that I understand why Wang Lang suddenly became so arrogant and didn't eat. I would have a meal tomorrow. I would have nothing to be hungry. But I am afraid that the one who just now would interfere.

Wang Lang moved his muscles and bones, "Tomorrow will be the day of reception for other people, right?"

He laughed, "Boss, you won't be..."

"Since he is playing with me, I can't neglect him. I'll give him a flying package tomorrow. By the way, do you know if there are any people in these two accounts that are more suitable for being the boss?" Wang Lang asked suddenly.

It's very spiritual, "Boss, there is a man named Yibing in Ma Jinhu's horn. He was the previous boss. He was fucked by Ma Jinhu and Baner. Ma Jinhu deliberately asked him to keep it because he was humiliated. There was no such person in Baner."

"Finish, then let's start with this pie. Whoever is willing to be punished tomorrow, I will promise him two packs of cigarettes." Wang Lang suddenly spoke.

He smiled bullshitly, "Boss, you have to make it clear what punishment you have received."

"Just fight with Ma Jinhu, just bring up the rhythm. I will go up and pull the side frame, and overturn Ma Jinhu and the pole. Then whoever you will tell Yibing that I have a way to make him the boss of their pole, it depends on whether he has that idea. When Yibing becomes the boss of their pole, we two candidates join forces to clean up the pole and pole." Wang Lang said.

Finally, Xiaomi gritted her teeth, "Boss, I'll just squat in a small dark room, and I can't die."

Wang Lang patted Xiaomi on the shoulder heavily, immediately smoked two boxes of cigarettes from under the quilt and handed them to Xiaomi.

Xiaomi didn't react for a while, and before he could accomplish this, he rewarded the reward first, and the rest were watching.

"Thank you, boss!" Xiaomi said solemnly.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Who will give me a message?"

"I'll go!" said the bullshit first.

"Sure, tomorrow I see my gestures, I say I'll do it, Xiaomi, just go over, and fuck Ma Jinhu without saying a word, and then I'll take someone to fight. I can definitely beat Ma Jinhu's head into my stomach." Wang Lang promised.

Xiaomi also knew Wang Lang's combat power and nodded without doubt.

Daigua suddenly said, "Boss, the one named Zhou just said that there is no food for one day today. Do we still have the strength to do tomorrow?"

Intellectuals are different. Thinking about problems is the long-term and thinking about them comprehensively.

The others looked at each other, which was indeed a problem. Even if it was disgusting, it was a meal that could provide energy. If you had no food for one day, who would be able to fight tomorrow?

Wang Lang took out his ears and said, "No, just bring up the rhythm. The prison guards will definitely come up, and they can't even fight. If I'm here, you can rest assured."

With Wang Lang's words, it is like a reassurance. Wang Lang beats the heads of Ma Jinhu and Guan Er with one fight.

"Boss, what signal should I use tomorrow?" asked bullshit.

Wang Lang took out the condom in his pocket and said, "I will hit the rod tomorrow, and you will do it."

I survived the night.

Everyone was hungry.

When Wang Lang was out of the air, he squatted on the ground, chanting numbers in his mouth. When he was twenty-eight, Wang Lang pulled out a condom and popped up a stone, which hit the middle of the pole's eyebrows.

Xiaomi walked straight towards Ma Jinhu.
Chapter completed!