The Lord of Maduge City stood up and opened the door, and was stunned when he saw He Xiaotian outside.
"I'm not convinced! I protest! I request that the day's gaming time be extended to one hour... No, it's extended to six hours..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he couldn't
Speak.
Despicable and shameless!
Damn left hand, you didn't let me speak.
Is there anyone like you?
He Xiaotian blinked, he was a little confused.
Pastoral City Lord, where did you learn the lyrics?
Even protested!
"Left Broken Hand, let him go and let him speak."
Therefore, the next second the Master of Pastoral City was surprised to find that he could finally speak again.
"According to the "Labor Law", I have the right to make demands. I take care of your house and serve your dog every day. Even if I don't give you any salary, I can give you some entertainment time, right? You are exploiting me. I want to go to Deputy Luo
The minister will sue you!"
"???"
Nima.
What did the Lord of Madrigal City do during my absence?
Not only did he know the salary and entertainment time, but he even called out Vice Minister Luo!
Who taught you that?
"I'll give you a chance to correct your language."
In response, the Lord of Pastoral City refused very firmly.
"unnecessary."
Playing games and staying up all night are the top priority.
Furthermore, to use a phrase he has learned recently, it is a manly man who speaks out and throws water out the door.
He will never succumb to power!
That's right, the Pastoral City Lord felt that he was possessed by an unyielding soul at this moment, and his whole body was shining brightly, exuding the light of justice.
Those TV shows that Zuo Dushou was watching... what kind of TV series were they on?
That’s how it works in there!
In the end, those characters all succeeded.
Although he was the majestic lord of a city for a time, even if he fell into decline, he was better than those people in TV series or something, right?
You have no reason to fail!
"Are you protesting? Are you not convinced? Come on, let me show you a big treasure."
He Xiaotian grabbed the Maduge City Lord who wanted to run away when he saw that the situation was not good.
Small sample!
You, a person from the underworld, are you telling me this in this world?
A fist as big as a casserole can't beat you to death, you little bastard!
As a result, a brutal one-sided beating was staged.
Half an hour later, He Xiaotian sat on the sofa refreshed.
Beside the coffee table, kneeling was the Lord of Pastoral City with a bruised nose and swollen face.
"Have you still protested?"
"Budile."
Upon hearing this, the Lord of Muge City hurriedly shook his head.
"Is anyone still dissatisfied?"
"Everyone rushes, everyone rushes!"
This guy was shaking his head like a rattle, and he no longer looked like the 'tough guy' he was before.
The recent comfortable life of the Pastoral City Lord has made him forget that He Xiaotian is a cruel guy.
At this moment, several of his teeth were knocked out and his words were leaky.
"Don't be afraid. If you have any opinions, just raise them! I am a kind and kind-hearted pacifist. Of course, if you raise them, I may not change them. Just saying them will make you feel better."
What are you talking about!!
The Lord of Pastoral City felt that all the internal organs under his head and body began to tremble in pain.
TV shows are all lies.
One day, he must find a director.
Yes, it’s this person called the director who wants to beat the other person until he doesn’t even know his own mother.
He actually dared to deceive me and got me severely beaten.
Having a broken left hand is not a good thing. I see these things every day.
Otherwise, sir, can I not be afraid of power and encounter a unilateral hammer?
"Of course, although I won't satisfy this small request of yours, I can satisfy you in other aspects."
You even said this is a small request. If you don't even meet this, what else can you promise me?
The Lord of Maduge City was extremely suspicious that He Xiaotian was trying to tempt him to tell him, and then took the opportunity to beat him up again.
It's a small sample, uncle, I have watched a lot of TV series.
The villains in it are all just like you.
I will not be fooled!!
"How can you still let me be the city lord?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord of Pastoral City was stunned.
That’s not right!
This was obviously what he was saying, he didn't mean to say it out loud.
unless......
The broken left hand is your bastard again.
You damn thing, I will die with you.
As a result, he was about to explain, but suddenly he couldn't control his mouth.
Damn it!
You are trying to kill them all.
What is the deep hatred between us?
As for cheating me like this?
Competing with Zuo Duanshou for game time is the hatred of killing his father and the hatred of his wife.
"sure!"
"???"
The Lord of Pastoral City was confused, I was hearing hallucinations!
The broken left hand is also sluggish. What's going on?
The master agreed!
No, I should beat up the bastard in Madrigal City who competed with him to play games.
"Icefield Cold City, have you heard of it?"
"Barbarian?"
Due to the sluggishness of his severed left hand, the Lord of Madrigal City regained control of his mouth.
"Yes, I went there to chop up their barbarian king, and by some strange combination of circumstances, I became the new city lord. You used to be the city lord of a city with a population of half a million, so I'm going to let you
Go to Hancheng and supervise it for me so that nothing happens there."
"!!!"
When the Lord of Pastoral City heard this, he was extremely surprised.
Although the game is very interesting and the TV series is quite interesting, he is always trapped in this small space and cannot be free.
Returning to the Netherworld and heading to Hancheng is a big step towards freedom!
"Thank you, Master. I, Shi Ling, will do my best."
Look, this sentence "Master" is so smooth that even Zhuge Liang's words came out of his mouth.
"You don't have to be too happy. You will still come back when Hancheng stabilizes. And I would like to advise you, don't get too petty. How do you say this? In the face of absolute strength, any conspiracy and weirdness are nothing.
False."
The Lord of Pastoral City rolled his eyes, how dare I!
Now even my words are being controlled by others. If I have any evil thoughts, my left hand will probably be the first to cut off my contact with the outside world.
There is a reason why He Xiaotian chose the Lord of Pastoral City.
First, this guy was once a city lord, and he must have rich experience in city management. Second, he is very confident in his control of his body. In other words, he has great trust in his left hand to control the head of the pastoral city lord.
Third, Hancheng needs someone to guard it. Alon's strength is not strong. After he leaves, some people with ulterior motives may jump out. At this time, the strength of the pastoral city lord is enough to suppress them.
As for the chief and deputy district chief?
From a barbarian perspective, they only recognized He Xiaotian.
Once these guys get the upper hand, they are stubborn and cannot be pulled back.
The Lord of Pastoral City is equivalent to his confidant, and because of his strong strength, he will be more or less calm.
Ensure that the reconstruction of Hancheng can be carried out smoothly.
"Okay, wait until Roger comes. I'll ask someone to send you there. You can play the game now."
He Xiaotian casually grabbed the phone and was about to throw it away.
As a result, the arm froze in mid-air.
Because on the mobile phone, a WiFi signal icon is flashing continuously.
"???"
When did the Internet come online?
This was He Xiaotian's first thought, and then, what bastard connected the mobile phone of Zuo Shuang's hand to China Unicom?
I don’t know, does this guy need krypton gold to play mini games?
This is because I am young and rich, so I am ready to make him bankrupt!
"Come, tell me, what's going on?"
He Xiaotian pointed at the WiFi icon, showed a smile to the Lord of Maduge City and asked.
"!!!"
In the eyes of the Madrigal City Lord, the smile of the man on the sofa is simply devilish.
"It's none of my business, it's all...wuwuwu??"
Ma De, the severed left hand broke his control over his mouth again.
I am Gan Liniang!!
After a brutal scene, the Lord of Pastoral City knelt in the living room and howled loudly.
Zuo Duanshou, this bastard did such a good thing, why are you beating me?
Prisoners have no human rights!
I'm not convinced and I protest.
But these words can only roar in my heart.
I dare not say it out loud.
A real man, a real man.
Just so tough.
Seeing this, He Xiaotian had no choice but to give up.
Forget it, there will come a day when you cry.
When closing the bedroom door, he left a message that made the Lord of Madrigal City cry even more sadly.
"Shi Ling, this name is a bit girly."
Ignoring the grief-stricken city lord, he eagerly took out two secret books in the bedroom.
He got this from the shopkeeper at home.
It cost half a million, which is heartbreaking!
How much roasted whole lamb can you eat?
However, it's worth it.
Because the names of these two martial arts books are...