Hong Daihai struggled to keep his eyes open.

All around.

In the deep study room, there was no sound, no light, and no guards. There was only a dark figure two or three steps in front of him, holding a sharp knife in his hand!

He wanted to struggle and ask for help.

But the layers of shadows seemed like substance, covering his mouth and making him unable to move.

He could only watch as the figure approached step by step.

Just suddenly.

The figure actually melted and was suddenly recast into the shape of a dog, and the sharp blade turned into white sharp teeth.

The moist, smelly breath hit his face.

The sharp teeth bit into the chest.

…

"ah!"

Hong Daihai suddenly woke up from his swivel chair in the study.

The afternoon sun shone on his frightened face, and the cool breeze blew into the cold sweat on his forehead, stinging his brain.

It turned out to be just a nightmare during my lunch nap.

He rubbed his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as he turned his face, his chest began to beat violently.

Right next to the swivel chair.

The big yellow dog "stared" at him silently, its appearance and posture were the same as in the dream!

He almost screamed, but when he turned his eyes, he saw that the yellow dog's mouth was not sharp teeth like knives, but a corner of the carpet. He was stunned for a moment, but his heart slowly relaxed, and he

Immediately I felt ridiculous for my suspicion just now.

What are you thinking about? It's just a dream.

"Dahuang, dear, are you covering your father with a quilt?"

"Woof."

The yellow dog responded.

Hong Daihai hesitated for a moment, but his dog slave nature prevailed.

He reached out and took the yellow dog into his arms.

"Oh, Yao'er is so smart!"

After playing for a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

"Brother, it's almost time. It's time to set off."

"I want it."

Today is the day of the scheduled party. Yang Sanli has already booked a private room at the local Tai Chi club to entertain Hongmao's allies and important leaders.

Having just gone through a nerve-wracking turmoil, Hong Daihai, the "local emperor", wanted to keep in touch with his allies and stabilize the morale of his old comrades. In recent years, Hongmao has dominated one side and relied on these "own men".

"What?"

But when I got into the car, the yellow dog grabbed the car door and refused to let me go.

The driver was helpless. He didn't dare to touch Mr. Hong's baby bump.

"Boss, look at this..."

"Nothing."

Hong Daihai laughed and dragged the yellow dog into the car.

"Let those turtles see how smart my rhubarb is!"

…………

Tai Chi Club.

In the supreme private room on the top floor.

The people are drunk and rich, and the demons are dancing wildly.

One by one, the beauties in cool clothes had their shirts half unbuttoned, and they were flattering. The usually sanctimonious big shots took off their disguises, revealing the faces of jackals underneath.

The yellow dog was wagging its tail, running happily around the box, holding a wine bottle in its mouth, and pouring wine for each participant.

Every time you fill a cup, you get a burst of cheers.

Gradually, driven by alcohol, the atmosphere became more and more heated and the scene became more and more out of control.

The host Yang Sanli winked, and the waiter immediately exited the box obediently and thoughtfully closed the door.

This time.

A few anxious men couldn't bear it anymore.

After only hearing a few pretentious and coquettish exclamations, there were several pairs of "bare pigs" in the box, and they hummed and started doing 404 things.

The dignitaries in the box were not surprised, and even though they were laughing, they were a little bit impatient. This is not to say that they all have such a hobby.

The roots are still in Hong Daihai.

As the saying goes, men have three qualities: they went to the same school together; they carried guns together; they went to prostitutes together. He was just a rough man, and there was no good way to unite his partners. I was just thinking, if everyone had seen each other's naked butts,

Then wouldn’t their friendship be overbearing?

Ever since, every gathering has such a fixed column.

But in my drunken eyes, there was a loud voice whistling.

"Boss Hong, all the brothers have sisters to accompany them, but you are the only one who can see the light but not the sun. Isn't it pitiful?"

After hearing this, Hong Daihai said "Hey" and became interested.

He breathed out the smell of alcohol and looked at the two "princesses" around him, and he picked one out casually. Hidden under the heavy makeup was Zhang Qingshen's face. It was not known which little girl dropped out of school and went astray.

"You!" Hong Daihai pointed his tongue at the yellow dog, "Go and have sex with me!"

The girl's beauty immediately turned pale.

When it comes to working in this industry, there is no dignity at work. On weekdays, there are many jokes about "regardless of whether they are human or not", but at this juncture, how can we live (harmoniously) with dogs?"

What about the hurdle of "being a human being"?

"What?" Hong Daihai raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you happy?"

He stretched out his finger and called the price.

"One hundred thousand."

The little girl trembled and begged.

"Mr. Hong..."

"Two hundred thousand!"

"I really……"

"Half a million!"

"Please let me go!"

"Three hundred thousand!"

Hong Daihai bared his teeth.

"Add you a leg!"

The little girl swayed, slowly fell down on the sofa, and fell asleep.

Oh, can you escape by pretending to be faint?

Hong Daihai was about to sneer a few times, but suddenly he found that the world in his eyes became blurry, and his mind began to become a little numb. He forced himself to look around the box, but was surprised to find that the entire person in the box had fallen asleep.

In the loud music in the box.

Only the yellow dog stared at him coldly, its snout slowly split, revealing a pair of fangs.

White.

Like a sharp knife.

…………

Chunhua Apartment.

Rooms for rent in Building 2, No. 4-4.

In the newly separated quiet room, Li Changan scratched his head in front of the Sword Sutra.

As mentioned before, although the flying sword that Yan Xinglie gave to Li Changan was sharp, it was still a sword embryo. If it were to be made into a sword, it still lacked one material, that is, it would not turn into bones.

During this period of time, Li Changan was pondering the sword scriptures and inspecting it in many ways. He suddenly realized that this thing was far away and right in front of him.

The so-called "non-bone" is rumored to be a type of zombie, but to be precise, it is the most essential part of a certain zombie.
To be continued...