The rising and falling barks of dogs captured everyone's hearts.
No matter men, women, old or young, kill them all!
Luo Hui was also very cautious. It turned out that the foreign aid that Uncle Eight mentioned was just such an army of wild dogs!
Luo Hui has fortified the fortress, and the thunder that is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside has arrived!
But he couldn't see it right. Why did Uncle Eighth's little yellow face become so much whiter? Then he saw Uncle Eighth's running steps in a panic, and he couldn't help but understand. This man didn't bring any wild dogs with him at all.
The army was forced over by those wild dogs.
I couldn't help but feel amused, but Uncle Eight had already rushed over with his wild dog army, and said in a trembling voice: "You grass-mud horse in the Gobi Desert, Brother Guangjun, I'm here to save you."
Immediately, more than a hundred people yelled and screamed, and a dozen wild dogs barked. The place was also in chaos.
"Woof woof woof."
"Damn it, I was bitten. Ah! Will I get rabies?"
"Nary, brothers, beat these dead dogs to death!"
The situation in the field completely changed after more than a dozen wild dogs joined in. Luo Hui also grabbed the eighth uncle's hand, and then thought in his heart that he had almost enough to show, and it was time to leave.
.
But just as they were leaving, Old A discovered it and shouted angrily: "Stop those two people!"
Old A is also very angry right now. No one can imagine that such a situation will suddenly occur.
Luo Hui looked at Lao A and sneered, and said, "There are more than a dozen dogs playing with you. Isn't that enough?"
"Hmph... You still want to escape from my old A's hands. In that case, I will play with you." After Old A said this, he clenched his fist and hit Luo Hui.
Luo Hui pushed Uncle Eight, then clenched his fist and punched Old A.
There was a dull sound between fists, and the two of them immediately separated. However, after the fist exchange, Lao A quickly took a dozen steps back before he stabilized himself.
Luo Hui laughed, pulled his eighth uncle away, ran far away, stopped a taxi and left.
Old A was shocked and furious. After his men drove away the dozen wild dogs, Old A said: "Send all the injured people to the hospital, and then the others
Go check and find out who those two people are. How dare they come to my territory to cause trouble? You really don’t take me seriously, do you?”
The subordinates listened to the order and quickly split up. Old A kept looking at the direction Luo Hui left, and he was angry in his heart, but he knew that the young man who had just punched him was really powerful and very powerful.
What a powerful character.
At the beginning, one person was able to win over dozens of people. He looked out of breath, but the last punch clearly told Lao A that in fact he was just faking it! It might not be a problem to win over dozens more people.
!
Luo Hui is so powerful, Lao A still knows in his heart that it is not difficult to kill him!
It's just that what Old A is thinking about now is not whether Luo Hui is powerful or not, but Luo Hui's background. If he is an enemy, then this powerful young man will be eliminated no matter how much the price is paid. If he just accidentally provokes
If you kill yourself, then maybe you can take him back to the camp. This is a capable subordinate!
He knew very well what kind of material that Brother Hua was, but as soon as he heard that his own people were being bullied, he couldn't help but bring them over!
Old A is still a man who attaches great importance to love and righteousness. People in the underworld, as long as they are not too high up, basically have the same temperament. Although the word "loyalty" has become meaningless nowadays,
But no matter what, the place that best embodies these two words will always be the underworld.
Old A is not a big brother, so naturally he cannot learn from the ruthlessness and cunningness of those in high positions.
Everyone has a love for talent, let alone a little boss like Lao A who wants to gain more respect from people.
Is it just that a little boss like him really has the ability to bring Luo Hui under the camp? Even if Luo Hui is in hiding now, it is impossible for Lao A to have this face and ability. If it is not really difficult to expose, it is seven.
Brother Ding from Yangshi couldn't even imagine Luo Hui bending over.
A man can bend or stretch. To what extent can he bend? To what extent can he bend? Everyone knows it in his own mind!
"Would you like to see Brother Ding?" Lao A said to himself, and then left.
Luo Hui and Uncle Eighth took a taxi to the hotel. As soon as Uncle Eighth entered the room, the color of his face changed again. Now he had a red face and said: "You are a mud horse in the Gobi Desert. I finally know the hotel."
What does the room look like?"
Luo Hui smiled and said, "How's it going? You're not disappointed, are you?"
"I'm so disappointed. I'm extremely satisfied now. I'm thinking right now. In a hundred years, whether I have money or not, I will end up in a hotel on my last night, and I will die on a big bed in the hotel. I'm so numb...
...I have suffered all my life, and I must enjoy it when I die!"
At the end, Uncle Eighth's voice was choked with sobs. Luo Hui couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said, "Uncle Eighth, it's time for you to go to bed."
Sure enough, Uncle Eight turned around with a sly smile on his face and said: "Hey...brother Guangjun, I might not be able to sleep tonight, I'm so excited, why don't you just go to sleep.
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Luo Hui nodded, then took off his clothes and entered the bathroom wearing a pair of underpants.
After Uncle Eighth saw Luo Hui walking into the bathroom, the sly smile on his face suddenly faded away. He still had a smile on his face, but his face was calm and calm. His back, which had always been slightly hunched, also slowly
He straightened up, and then gave people an air of immortality.
Uncle Eight curled his lips, then sat down and put it on. In fact, his hands had already touched Luo Hui's pants unknowingly, as if he was looking for something.
But after searching for a long time, Uncle Eighth frowned and found that there was no mobile phone.
The smile on Uncle Eighth's face became more natural, and then he left his hand without saying a word, stood up and sat on a chair, just as Luo Hui walked out of the bathroom.
He glanced at the trough on the bed next to his pants, smiled faintly and said, "I'll take the shower."
"Isn't the bathroom in the hotel in the bathroom?" Uncle Eight said casually.
Luo Hui suddenly had a look of realization on his face and asked in surprise: "Uncle Eighth, you have never been to a hotel. How come you know so much about the hotel?"
"Go, go, go... Uncle Eighth, although I have never been to the hotel, I know it from watching TV. Don't think of Uncle Eighth as a country bumpkin. In fact, I am very fashionable!"
As he said that, Uncle Eight shook his messy hair, Luo Hui smiled and walked into the bathroom, but the moment he turned around, there was a cold look in his eyes, and Uncle Eight looked at
Luo Hui's back also curved at the corner of his mouth!