we are bad boys

Shenyang, in the small bar, Pengpeng's room.

On the ground, there were six or seven black plastic bags full of things, and each bag was covered with several layers, so it was impossible to see what was inside.

Qiqi, the bamboo stick, the awl, Pengpeng, and the young man with pimples changed into new clothes, took a mop, and flushed the bones, minced meat and other things on the ground down the toilet, and then They searched carefully twice, and after they thought everything was perfect, everyone smoked in silence.

"Each person takes a little and throws it away separately!!" Qi Qi said with a blank expression.

"...throw...throw...where?" the pimple-faced young man asked dully with dull eyes.

"Peng!!!" Qiqi kicked his face on his face, and then said viciously: "F*ck!! You are in this state!! Anyone can see that you have something to do!! You are going to kill yourself Die! Don't fucking take us!!"

"Then I'll take the family home...!" The pimple-faced young man didn't even move, and still said bluntly.

"Take the family to fuck your mother b!!" Qi Qi lifted his feet and kicked his stomach fiercely, but the young man with a pimple face didn't fight back, just staring at the bag.

"Okay!! Stop hitting!! Split up and throw things away!!" Pengpeng stamped out the cigarette butts anxiously, cursed irritably, and picked up two bags by himself.

The bamboo stick has been watching, Qiqi looked at the pimple-faced young man, with that kind of sinister eyes, everyone present, except the pimple-faced young man who was already delirious, everyone fucked more than once, felt that Qi Qi moved Killing heart! ! !

What kind of f*cking animals are these, Zhu Zhuzi muttered to himself...

"Take the tools too, this thing has to be thrown away too!!" Qiqi said as he took his machete and put the small saw in a plastic bag.

"Awl...Awl...brother...!" The bamboo stick stood up tremblingly, and said to Awl.

"What are you doing?" Awl asked, carrying a military thorn and a small hammer.

"Give me the tool... I'll throw it... You've already taken your head, and it's not bad for my thigh. I should be scared when I see this!!" The bamboo stick pointed to the bag on the ground. .

"You're fucking scared, but I'm not. Look carefully, is there bile hanging from my mouth?!!!!" Awl pointed at his big lips and cursed.

"Please... please...! I'm so scared!" Bamboo Stick said in a crying voice.

"If he wants it, you fucking give it to him!! It's fucking ink!" Pengpeng cursed, handed out his own machete, and said to the bamboo stick: "There is a canvas bag under the bed. Here you go, find a place to bury it!!"

"Okay, okay!!" The bamboo stick nodded quickly, took the tools from Pengpeng and the awl, and said to Qiqi: "Brother, give me the things too!"

"No need!" Qiqi gave him a cold look, and said bluntly, before Pengpeng said anything, he wanted to say, throw his own, but Pengpeng spoke before him, so he didn't say anything .

"Oh...!" The bamboo stick stared at him for a moment, then stopped the ink, went under the bed, took out the canvas bag, and put all kinds of machetes, hammers, saws, and axes with bloody curly blades on the bed. in a canvas bag.

Then, except for the pimple-faced young man, the rest of the people, carrying plastic bags, went out alone after 10 minutes.

Qiqi was the first to go out, but he stayed in the alley. After waiting for about half an hour, Pengpeng came to the back of the alley with his things and had the following conversation.

"Peng, too many people know about our matter!" Qi Qi said slowly after being silent for a long time.

"Then what do you mean?" Pengpeng asked.

"The awl is okay, he knows it well, but we are not familiar with that jb bamboo stick, can you trust him?" Qiqi asked with raised eyebrows.

"What else?" Pengpeng asked.

"Old Pimple, you are too timid, if you can't do it well, you will do something bad!" Qi Qi said again, the old Pimple he was talking about was a young man with a pimple face.

"what do you mean?"

"...You come here, don't you already understand what I mean?" Qiqi looked at Pengpeng and said lightly.

"It's okay to say the bamboo stick... old lump...!" Pengpeng was a little embarrassed.

"Brother Peng, if you want to become a monk, Ma Liu will go to Wutai Mountain. If you want to continue to be chic, you have to show the courage to kill your own child!!" Qi Qi gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay!! One is doing it, and two are killing it!! When I come back later, I will say that I will spend some money, everyone go out to hide, and then find a place... use it again, the fire axe!!"

"That's the right thing to do!" Qi Qi said in admiration.

After speaking, the two left the alley separately.

But they never expected that as soon as they left, on the other side of the wall, an old fried dough stick who had been around for an unknown number of years, the bamboo stick touched his nose with a pale face, turned and ran away...

……

Three hours later, a taxi stopped at the gate of Caesars Palace, and two seconds later, the door opened,

He stood at the door, made some preparations, gritted his teeth and drank a cigarette, and walked into Caesar.

"For those not open, come after 07:30!!" The security guard at the door said to him.

"Brother... you... hello... I want to find Lord Mu!!" Bamboo Stick stammered.

"Who are you?"

"I'm a relative of him!!" The bamboo stick lied.

"What's your name?"

"Wang Yishu!"

"Fucking relatives again, come with me!" The security guard hadn't come out of the shadow of the devil Wang Yiheng, and when he heard the relatives, he was a little disgusted, but he still came upstairs with a bamboo stick.

At this time, Mu Mu and Dakang, as well as Zhang Xi, Ji Changzi, Tian Yang and the others were packing up in the office, and were going to drive to the detention center later to see Chen Chen, and bring him some smoked sauce food by the way, Send some wine and cigarettes or something.

But before the things were cleaned up, there was a knock on the door. Wang Mumu bared his teeth and opened the door, and said with a smile: "You are really jb, you are the first Caesar to understand that when you enter other people's houses and knock on the door, I must reward you." you!!"

"Pfft!!!"

The bamboo stick knelt down on the ground, and said directly: "Master Mu!! Master Mu!! It has nothing to do with me!!"

Wang Mumu was stunned by his kneeling. After a long time, he slowly supported Dakang and asked, "April Fool's Day???"

"A jb on April Fool's Day, he's a bamboo stick!!" Dakang glanced at the door and said with a sullen face. You still can't catch it, why are you thinking, come here by yourself??"

"Brother Kang!! Let's not talk about this for now!! Something big has happened!!!!" Bamboo Stick said incoherently with a look of horror.

"Peng!!"

Wang Mumu kicked him, and urged him to curse: "You fucking speak well!!"

"Master Mu! Brother Yiheng is dead!!!" Bamboo stick gritted his teeth, bowed his head and paused, and said something with a pale face.

brush! !

Zhang Xi and Tian Yang, who were joking and joking in the room, suddenly looked at the door! !

Dakang sat on the table in a daze, with a look of astonishment on his face! !

The chicken intestines that were filling the bag with cigarettes loosened their hands, and the cigarettes fell to the ground with a snap...

"Dead...dead...dead??" Wang Mumu took a step back, with a smile on his face, and subconsciously repeated...