He looked at Sun Gongju with a smile! "Mr. Sun, you can't get kung fu practice. (The full text novel is read on Literature Network), and he was kicked away in one move. Sun Yi lay on the ground and hummed and scolded: "You" sneak attack, shameless! He is a kind of comparing me face to face!"

Fang Zheng scratched his head in distress, and he was a little dissatisfied with An Zhan's situation.

When others were robbed, they were frightened to the point of being scattered. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic, shouting, "Good man, please spare me!"

Why did Master Fang rob him? Others are always unwilling to accept it and have to "competition with him. It's so small? The situation has developed to this point, and it seems to be a little out of Fang Zheng's control." So unparalleled, where can the face of the second leader of the Qinglong Worker xち? If this matter is spread to Qinglong Mountain, would it be laughed to death by those bandits?

"Is my attitude too gentle?" Fang Zheng raised his head in confusion and looked at the killer brother in a hurry.

The killer brother thought about it and nodded affirmatively.

It seems to be true, I have to review it.

Then Fang Zheng's face became ferocious. He grabbed Sun Yi's front, picked him up, and then reached out and slapped him more than a dozen times in the face. The crisp sound of slaps came from afar in the quiet alley.

Sun Yi was already eighty or ninety-nine years old. As the saying goes, drinking makes cowards brave. When drunk, he is not very afraid of Fang Zheng's robbery. He is as fluttering as if he is stepping on the clouds, and is ignorant of everything happening around him.

Now Sun Ku was awakened by Fang Zheng's dozen loud slaps, and nine minutes of drunkenness suddenly went eight minutes. He looked up at the surroundings in a daze, recalled the situation of the Internet, and finally realized that something was wrong.

"You rob?" Sun Yi opened his eyes wide and asked in horror.

Fang Zheng almost fell down when he heard this. This empress dowager realized it? She realized that she was robbed now. What had she been doing? Didn’t the Internet say that she wanted to “make xち”?”

Fang Zheng covered his face, with a look of helplessness in his eyes, sighed, and repeated weakly again: "Yes, we robbed, have you sobered up?"

Sun Yi was stunned for a while, then turned his head and looked at the killer brother behind him, and found that his retreat had been blocked. Sun Yi suddenly felt weak and knelt on the ground, trembling all over, and said tragically: "It's great, let's spare your life!"

Fang Zheng sighed easily. This situation is normal. The development of the situation has finally returned to normal. It's very good!

"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over all the money you have!" Fat sheep's fear breeded Fang Zheng's ferocity.

Sun Yi, who woke up from drinking, showed the unique well-behaved nature of a robber. Hearing the words, he quickly reached into his arms, took out a large stack of thick silver notes, and handed them to Fang Zheng with reluctance.

"That's all?" Fang Zheng slapped the silver notes in his hand and hummed in dissatisfaction. In fact, it was already quite large just by looking at the thickness of the silver notes, but as a dedicated robber, he still had to dislike him as usual.

Sun Yi was stunned, then showed a heartache expression. The words Fang Zheng said "just this little" were very resentful, and he said aggrievedly: "This hero, please see clearly. This is tens of thousands of taels of silver bills."

Fang Zheng counted a little after hearing this, and hey, there were 30,000 to 40,000 taels. He caught a big fat sheep for the first time. Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel extremely proud of his sharp eyes.

He put the silver notes in his arms without hesitation. Fang Zheng held his cheek with both hands, blinked his innocent eyes, and asked shyly: "Is there any?"

Sun Yi screamed, patted his thigh and cried, "Hero, this is all I have. It's really nothing,"

"No?" Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows unhappily and said in a deep voice: "Don't fool me, let me be honest, our brothers have been stepping on your spots for more than a day or two. You go shopping in brothels, drink wine, buy jewelry, and throw money out a lot of money. Do you think we don't know?"

Sun Yi shouted: "Good man, no matter how big the man is, he can't spend tens of thousands of taels. You know, I really have no money," said Mr.

Fang Zheng was a little disappointed. It was 30,000 to 40,000 taels of silver, which was a lot less. Don’t forget that the fat man needed at least several tens of thousands of silver. Fang Zheng privately called it political black gold, to put it bluntly. It was okay to call it campaign funds or activity funds. The 30,000 to 40,000 taels of silver, really didn’t have much effect.

"You are all corruption, right?" Fang Zheng said with a sarcastic smile.

Sun Yi's face collapsed when he heard this, and was slapped by Fang Zheng. He felt that all the glamorous and dazzling official positions were useless in front of this seemingly cruel robber. Since he was covered in his face, he was not afraid of his revenge. Even if he was slaughtered by him now, who could find out the murderer? No matter how many years have passed, it is probably just a headless case. So if you want to save your life, it is better to be honest now.

"Yes." Sun Yi admitted without making any excuses.

Fang Zheng proudly raised his chin at the killer brother and smiled, "Look, I'll catch corrupt officials and one by one. As soon as I open my eyes, I can tell that this is a monster."

The killer brother said in a cold voice impatiently: "Let's leave after robbing, either let him go or kill him, why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Sun Yi was so scared that she shivered all over when she heard this, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down. She said in a frightened look: "Good man! Master! Don't kill me! Don't kill me, please spare my life. If I have money in the future, I will be filial to you, please."

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up: "Do you still have money?"

Sun Yi said with a bitter face: "You have been robbed now." No, I have given you all filial piety. But there will definitely be "this way" Fang Zheng touched his chin and rolled his eyes a few times. It seems that killing pigs is worse than raising pigs. "It seems that there is a little reason. Raise it for a while, then slaughter the playboy's vip chapter list. Chapter 235 of leading the fashion trend...Learn the habit, and then raising the formation and pattern is a virtuous cycle. Isn't it great to treat him as a general in the future? But I have to hold him a shameful handle, so that he will be honest and obedient in the future. For just fake poison, that trick can only deal with someone like Mr. Wu who has not yet fully developed intelligence. Sun Yi is an old man in the officialdom and is not so easy to be fooled.

After making up his mind, Fang Zheng smiled at the killer brother and said, "Help me find a house, just have a light and light. Then he helps me invite a painter to the killer brother and said, "What do you want a house and a painter?"

Fang Zheng blinked and smiled, "I suddenly had a whim and wanted to learn to draw,"

Of course, the killer brother didn't believe it, but his curiosity was not strong, so he would do whatever Fang Zheng said.

After a while, the killer brother found an empty house in a remote dark alley in the city. It was a two-entry house. The house was a little shabby, and the front and back of the courtyard were already very dilapidated. When he opened the door, he found spider webs everywhere. It was obvious that no one had lived in it for a long time.

The killer brother took out a candle from somewhere and lit it, and then went out to find the painter without stopping.

About two incense sticks passed, and the painter was invited. To be honest, he was taken hostage by the killer brother. The painter was in his sixties. He was an old man with a long beard. He was dressed in messy clothes and his hair was disheveled. It was obviously taken out of the warm bed by the killer brother. He was looking at the three people in the house with a look of horror, a little at a loss.

"Old man, I'm sorry, I'll invite you so late. Don't worry, we won't harm you. I just want to ask you to draw a few paintings for us. The price is easy to say, and I won't treat you badly." Fang Zheng comforted him with a smile, and handed a silver note of 100 taels in his hand to the earth.

Huabei took the silver note and saw it, and was extremely surprised. He thought someone wanted to harm him, but he didn't expect to make a fortune.

The old painter quickly put the silver notes into his arms. Then he coughed twice with a reserved look, stroked his long beard and said, "I wonder what the two heroes want to paint?"

Fang Zheng smiled as kind as the heavenly official gave him a blessing. It's a pity that he was covering his face and others couldn't see it. Fang Zheng pointed at Sun Yi who was looking around in a daze and smiled at the old painter, "Draw him."

The so-called professionalism is specialized. When it comes to painting, the old painter was immediately confident. He casually glanced at Sun Yi with a terrified expression, then nodded affirmatively, and said, "No problem, I am very good at drawing figures. You can draw whatever you want."

Seeing Fang Zheng inexplicably wanting to paint him, Sun Yi gradually felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He trembled and said, "What do you want to do?"

Fang Zheng blinked and smiled a little dirty: "I'll help you take a picture and look around the world. Where can I find such a kind robber as me?"

At this time, the old painter had already prepared the paper and pen she brought with him. The small soft-haired pen in his hand was filled with ink, and rolled up his sleeves and waited for the pen to start.

Fang Zheng quickly stopped him and said, "Old sir, take your time, I want you to draw this way."

The old painter wondered, "Well, "Which type do you want to draw?"

Fang Zheng smiled at Sun Yi, and his malicious laughter made Sun Yi creepy, and he couldn't help but feel goose bumps all over his body.

Fang Zheng smiled at Sun Yi very kindly. His voice was as gentle as Meijuan's spring water flowing:

"Be good, take off your clothes, let's draw you a few more fashionable and trendy ones."

The other three people in the room, including the killer brother, were shocked and said in unison: "Take off your clothes?"

Fang Zheng nodded affirmatively, with a bit of a smirk on his face, and said, "Yes, take off his clothes and draw a few nude paintings. The old man must remember that the character's facial features must be clearly drawn, so that you can tell who the person in the painting is at a glance."

"No! You kill me! I would rather die!" Sun Yi understood it now and couldn't help but shouted in grief.

Fang Zheng's smile gradually became colder, and even his voice was a bit gloomy: "You have three choices, one is to kill him here, two is to help you take off your clothes, and three is to take off your own obediently. Which of these three things do you choose?"

Sun Xiaoyi was shocked, angry and afraid at this time, and all kinds of emotions filled his heart, so that his face turned pale and his lips were bloodless. It was hard to tell whether he was angry or scared.

Fang Zheng patiently enlightened him: "It's just a few nude paintings that lead the fashion trend. Why are you so uneasy and would rather die? Your life is so worthless?

You are also very happy when you look at the fucking* pictures of the color picture? Why is it not possible to be your turn? It is not good to be more lenient than to discipline yourself and be strict with others. Double standards are not good, I have to criticize you."

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Finally, under the complex eyes of the three people in the room, Sun Yi finally took off her clothes with great helplessness and endless humiliation, stood shyly in front of the three people, allowing the old painter to splash ink and write... In a remote vacant hut in the capital, the excitement of an unscrupulous person came.

"Expression! Be sure to pay attention to expressions! Be more coquettish and raise your head slightly, yes! That's it!"

"Body language! Body language! Hands. Hands should touch your chest, and the other hand slowly touches your neck from your chin to your neck. Yes! Just like that, stop!"

"The eyes, the eyes should be lewd, and the feeling should be a bit dissatisfied, and the confidence that Ye Yu Ten Girls is not weak! Yes! Wow, you are very talented. Have you considered changing careers?"

"Hey hey, what's wrong with you? The old man is painting you, why are you crying? Come on, wipe your tears and put on a seductive position,"

(To be continued
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