The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Where did Black Wind go?" Xiao Chen asked.

"I don't know. Boss, we haven't seen anyone in the past few days. We came here today, but he disappeared soon. According to Xiao Dong, it seems that the boss has gone to recruit beauties."

"What?" Xiao Chen was confused.

"It's not like the entertainment city is going to open, it needs people." The boss explained.

"Why do you let that dead pig recruit? His aesthetics, you see, if your entertainment city has business, I will shit on my head."

When Xiao Chen thought of a group of super fat girls circling around customers, he got goosebumps all over his body.

The boss seemed to be ignorant of Hei Feng's strange aesthetics, and looked at Xiao Chen blankly.

Xiao Chen was too lazy to dwell on this issue, anyway, they would know how "powerful" Hei Feng was by then.

"By the way, why are you still starting a side job?" Xiao Chen asked curiously.

Boss, I spread my hands helplessly: "Let's be free, the boss gave enough money, we don't need to start the scene, and we don't need to collect the share money. You say go for entertainment, and it hurts the body and kidneys, so it's better to come out Let’s set up a barbecue stand for fun!”

"This f*ck is the winner in life!" The bastard has gone to this point, and there is no one else.

At this time, two yellow-haired punks came over.

"Beauty, our boss wants to buy you a drink."

Leng Xiaolu, who was sipping beer, almost spit out the wine from his mouth.

"boom!"

Before Leng Xiaolu could speak, the boss picked up the wine bottle on the table and shot a little Huangmao in the head, and the little Huangmao passed out on the spot.

Xiao Chen spewed out the beer on the spot, so irritable?

"Damn it, I belong to Brother Qiang, you dare to hit me." Another gangster picked up the stool next to him and yelled viciously.

"Bang!" The boss flew over with another wine bottle, hitting the door directly.

Little Huangmao was beaten with blood all over his face, and he ran back like a dog clutching his nose.

"Big brother, big sister-in-law, you eat first, I'll solve it."

The boss was furious and gave Xiaode a wink.

Xiaode looked like a shy child, but he was very clever. He took out the phone on the spot, squatted beside him and started calling.

As soon as Leng Xiaolu heard the title "Sister-in-Law", she blushed so much that she was about to bleed.

Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly, and kicked the fainted little yellow hair away, so as not to affect his mood.

The boss took Xiaode, and the two of them went to block up a dozen people.

The boss looked at this group of gangsters dressed in strange shapes and looks, and he was furious.

What era is this, and there are such bastards, it's a disgrace to the bastard world.

"Damn it, something that doesn't have eyes." A young gangster who took the lead quit on the spot. If his subordinates were beaten, they must find their way back, otherwise they will mess around in the future.

The boss is also impulsive. There are only a dozen of them, and he is only two. If they fight, they will definitely suffer.

"Discard his two tricks for me." The gangster in the lead picked up the stool and rushed up.

At this time, a few police cars roared over, and a large group of police uncles jumped down with explosion-proof sticks and beat them with a hammer.

The young bastard who was invincible just now, was instantly beaten up crying for his father and mother.

"Who reported to the police just now?" asked the police uncle who took the lead.

"I."

When Xiao Chen saw it, a mouthful of old blood was almost spurted out.

It turned out to be Xiaode, you didn't call brother just now, but called the police.

The boss saw that it was his younger brother who called the police, so he was so angry that he passed out on the spot.

"Brother...Brother, are you okay!" Xiaode was so frightened that he almost cried.

"Little brother, come with us to make a record." The police uncle was gentle.

Xiao Chen happily walked over, and helped the boss to his desk: "Come back after finishing the transcript!"

Xiaode nodded helplessly.

Soon the boss woke up, crying for a while.

"Why did I accept such a stupid comparison!"

"Call the police, huh? Call the police? I really have been messing around all my life, and I have never encountered such a thing."

"How can you mess around in the future? He will have to be laughed to death by others."

"I must break his leg."

The boss spoke incoherently, looking for sticks everywhere.

Xiao Chen wanted to laugh when he saw it, at this moment, Leng Xiaolu gently tugged Xiao Chen's sleeve gently.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Chen asked curiously.

Leng Xiaolu pointed to the table in the corner, it was those idiots playing Die Xian.

There is such a big movement here, but no one of them came to watch the excitement. This is not in line with the hobbies of the Chinese people!

The weirdest thing was that the few boys and girls who were watching the fun were also silent.

Xiao Chen shook his head, and said in his mouth: "Don't go too far!"

At this time, the boss found a wooden stick with a thick arm. Looking at it like this, it really wanted to break Xiaode's leg.

The boss asked curiously, "Brother, who are you talking to?"

Xiao Chen pointed over there, and the boss immediately looked annoyed.

"This group of students don't study well. If you mess around with these moths all day long, sooner or later you'll get fucked up."

At this time, the boss suddenly shivered all over, feeling cold from head to toe, as if he had taken a cold shower.

"Don't talk about people during the day, and don't talk about ghosts at night. These days, you may bump into something."

Xiao Chen teased, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and clamped them between the boss' fingers.

A shrill scream sounded instantly, the boss shivered again, and the coldness in his body disappeared instantly.

The boss covered his fingers and asked with numbness, "Brother, what was that noise just now?"

"Smelly mouth, don't talk nonsense from now on." Xiao Chen threw away the chopsticks in his hand and continued to drink his own wine.

The boss trembled again in fright, and looked around nervously.

At this time, he finally realized that something was wrong with those people, because after so long, the movements of these guys hadn't changed a bit.

This **** is not a wooden person, it is impossible for normal people to do this step.

"Big brother, what's the matter with them?" The day wasn't too hot, and the boss was sweating profusely.

"The ghost is on me, what else can happen?"

Xiao Chen looked around, and found that the Yin Qi was getting stronger and stronger.

A large number of ghosts loomed in the shadows.

"What day is it today, and what's going on with this night walk of ghosts?" Xiao Chen was a little puzzled.

The boss also felt the sharp drop in temperature, so he took out his phone tremblingly and looked at it.

"Today is Ching Ming Festival, what the hell."

One of the three major ghost festivals in China, a day to worship ancestors.

"I'm really lucky." Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, and then looked at those people playing Die Fairy over there.

"It's all right, don't listen to persuasion, right?" Xiao Chen lifted a stool beside him and threw it towards the table where he was playing Die Fairy.

"boom!"

The stool crossed a beautiful parabola and landed exactly in the middle of the table.