"Hurry up, you losers"

As a gangster brother, Jin Yabao first hid with his men when he saw the Royal Casino ashore.

Being in the underworld, he needs to consider how to save his life more than killing people. After all, Jinya Bao is just the underworld brother who looks like a warlord, not a real warlord. Anyone who can kill him will still go to sea.

Already.

Fortunately, he ran fast. When the island was caught in the sea of ​​​​fire, Jinya Bao successfully escaped by boat from the private pier on the other side of the island. When he ran away, he did not forget to shake Ponzi and his party out, allowing them to escape.

They take the blame for themselves.

Otherwise, if you search up the Casino Royale number slowly, the first unlucky person will be his gold teeth.

After hiding in the Marshall Islands for more than two months, Jin Ya Bao didn't see his wanted man, so he took his remaining men to join his distant cousin.

"Boy, you can't walk without eyes!"

The gangster who was carrying a box full of gold and silver jewelry was bumped, and an emerald necklace fell out from the crack on the side of the box. The shining golden hole on the left side of the box attracted the attention of some passers-by.

Just because of Jin Ya Bao's group's imposing manner and physique, they did not dare to get closer and take a closer look.

Although Ponzi was probably at fault for being hit by the opponent, the main responsibility must be on the opponent. Four people carrying a big box completely occupied the sidewalk, how could he avoid it.

"When I draw the second sword, no one can stand in front of me. Now, I allow you to say sorry to me."

Turning around and leaving the opponent with a back view, Ponzi deliberately slowed down his speech and said. There was no Damocles blade floating on his head, and there was no backlight sword in the plastic bag in his hand. However, Ponzi still had

It is a powerful tool that can produce a fatal effect on the second disease.

Since he successfully drove away the gangsters in the restaurant last time, Ponzi has fallen in love with the pleasure of bullying the gangsters. Even without Nicholas escorting him, Ponzi is confident that he can single out three or five gangsters.

Mixing is not a problem.

"God, thank you, thank you..."

Holding the pot and spoon, the ultimate weapon against the second disease in his hand, Ponzi turned his head slightly because of the familiar voice behind him. He knelt behind him with a holy face and gold teeth, and prayed to him. Four gangsters raised UZI micro submachine guns.

.

It's too late to run away now, and you'll have to pay back sooner or later if you come out to fool around.

"Who will save me?"

Ponzi, who was tied to a box by his hands and feet and captured alive on the road, shouted for help. Not to mention, even when he saw four bald men next to him, a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old ran over to respond to him.

.

"Please wait a moment~"

As a LLer, the little girl cooperated with Ponzi to complete Huayang's customary interaction in Lovelive, and also kindly reminded the bald men that the emerald necklace fell to the ground.

Her behavior was thanked by the bald man for a long time, and passers-by regarded it as a show and hype. In addition to taking a few clips and uploading them to WeChat, not only did no one call the police along the way, but they also cooperated

Dispel the onlookers and clear the way for the "performance" team.

"Who will save me!!!"

"Please wait a moment~"

The seven or eight escorted LLers forcibly completed the last interaction. They waved and watched as Ponzi and the four strong men were taken into an office building.

Ponzi has made up his mind. If he is lucky enough to survive, he will become an ARIA... No, it's Aqua... No, it's AQUA... No... How are the water masses formed?

According to the focused writing method inherited from London, the problem Ponzi faces now is.

"I don't want to die!!!!!"

As a plastic surgery master who is proficient in Western medicine, good at brewing pickled vegetables, soaking hands and practicing iron sand palm, and whose face will not be imitated by others, a private person who received orders from the big brother above, and a dentist without thunder and lightning, Zhao Laowu came to cooperate with Jin Teeth Burst.

Ponzi performed an operation to bleed out the blood.

"Boss, your cousin sent someone to find you."

Having just changed into clean clothes and taken a shower, Jin Ya Bao, who arrived a step later than Zhao Lao Wu, was impatient and wanted to drive away his men. This was an important moment for Jin Ya Bao to change his destiny, and he could not be disturbed in any way.

"Mr. Jin, our boss invites you"

A tall man broke through the wall of two gangsters and entered the house. His right hand was replaced by an iron hook. He wore a black eyepatch on his left eye and wore a white coat with the word evil written on the back.

"Ah, sorry, I'm rude"

The pirate man stretched out his hand in front of the door and bent down to guide the way. He pulled out the iron hook with a "pop" sound, and unfolded his right hand that was clenched into a fist. He used his intact right hand to reach out and bend down to guide the way in front of the door again.

"Mr. Jin, our boss invites you"

The pirate man kept bending down and stretching out his hands until he heard Jin Ya Bao's answer. Jin Ya, who was disappointed by the pirate man, showed an unwilling expression.

He felt how resolute the distant cousin's attitude was behind the pirate man. He had no choice but to let Zhao Laowu wait while he and the pirate man walked to the elevator.

After Jin Ya Bao was sent away, Zhao Laowu breathed a sigh of relief. It was his first time to operate on a living person and he really didn't know how to perform the operation. He thought that Jin Ya Bao wouldn't be able to come back for a while. Zhao Lao Wu

Wu planned to test the knife on Ponzi who was tied to the box first.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I've never had any blood when I cut a corpse, so I'm here to see if I can put some blood on you."

That's because the blood of the corpse has solidified.

"May the world be peaceful and happy. I really...want to live another five hundred years."

The scalpel was getting closer and closer to Pounds. Pounds, who was singing loudly, cut into the epidermis and tried to test the sharp edge of the scalpel, but it directly cut Ponzi's hand artery. The blood was like a fountain in the Citizen Square and sprayed out on Zhao.

Lao Wu had a look on his face.

Zhao Laowu jumped up excitedly when he saw blood for the first time. There was a social tremor on the spot. When he reacted, he wanted to stop the bleeding first and then release it later.

Ponzi's eyes turned white and his tongue was sticking out. He had been fucked countless times by the bald man, and he passed out with an expression on his face.

"What should I do?"

Zhao Laowu is experiencing a mid-life crisis. He also has a thirteen-year-old daughter. He must not die like this before his daughter marries the prince.

"Think, think, think, Zhao Laowu, you are the best, you have to believe in yourself, you can do it!"

Like the little monk in Gejigeji, Zhao Laowu had a sudden enlightenment during self-hypnosis. As a plastic surgery master who is proficient in Western medicine, good at making Laotan sauerkraut, soaking hands and practicing iron sand palm, and whose face will not be imitated by others, he will find another person.

Wouldn't it be enough to just have plastic surgery and look like Ponzi?

Untying the rope that fixed Ponzi, throwing away the secret pipe he had installed in the room, and using his rich experience gained from years of work to clean the room, Zhao Laowu's face turned red and he used all his strength, making a "squeak" sound.

, farted.

After solving his physical problems, he walked out of the room with a nonchalant expression, greeted the guard guarding the door, and began to look for someone who could trick him into having plastic surgery. When he arrived, the pockets of his white coat seemed to be bulging.

Quite a few.

And what about Ponzi, who has been dead for a long time? What changes will happen to him?

Suspended death? Resurrection?

Will he possess the God's Tomb to bring him back to life, or will he be pretending to be dead in order to hide under the trash can, avoid those man-eating monsters, and seek a chance of survival?
Chapter completed!