I heard that the big boss is crazy

Chapter 251 King vs. King (40)

Jun Qing put down the chopsticks in his hand: "What happened?"

Fu Li remained silent.

The big devil was a little anxious, and ran upstairs with the man in his arms: "If that's the case, then go to bed and talk."

Fu Li's peach eyes widened in an instant: "Crazy woman, not tonight."

Jun Qing ignored it, kept walking, kicked open the door, and threw him on the bed.

Seeing this, the man pulled the quilt and wrapped it up: "I said."

"It's late." The next moment, the room was pitch black, and it was another night of entanglement.

Outside the castle, a group of reporters silently withdrew their paws after hearing the butler's threatening words, stood where they were, and looked forward to it.

The housekeeper finally breathed a sigh of relief, let people continue to guard, and returned to the house.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

Inside the house, the fighting was fierce, and outside the house, it was even more lively.

The reporters waited for half a night, but couldn't bear it anymore, so they simply set up a tent outside the castle, as if they would not leave until news of Fu Li's death came.

This is not considered a game, some street vendors also came to join in the fun, came to sell food, even those who sold daily necessities came.

That's called a sea of ​​people, more crowded than going to the market.

Seeing this, all the servants of the Fu family expressed indescribable expressions.

While everyone was waiting like suffering, the sky turned pale, and the brilliance of the rising sun seemed to be a seed of hope, which took root in the hearts of the reporters.

Early in the morning, many people came out of their tents, leaned on the fence of Fu's house, and stared at the gate like torches.

It was already overnight, and the body should be cold, and it was still early winter.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden sound of the door opening, like a holy voice hitting everyone's hearts.

"The door is open..." a reporter shouted excitedly, tears almost welling up in his eyes.

In an instant, a small number of people who were still eating breakfast ran over in an instant, like a cat smelling fish.

All of them held up their cameras, their eyes fixed on the gate.

As a black leather shoe emerged from the door, everyone's hearts rose to their throats, and they tried their best to capture the historic scene.

In just a moment, the person's legs, feet, clothes and even his entire face were exposed.

Flashing lights instantly bloomed outside the castle like money.

The middle-aged housekeeper who just came out rubbed his eyes with his hands and frowned. This group of people has cat cakes!
The reporter kept filming, and after a while, a group of servants were photographed, but there was no sign of Fu Li.

Feeling played.

Someone was angry and yelled directly: "Where is Fu Li? We want to see Fu Li."

Others also joined in, expressing that they must see Fu Li.

The middle-aged man swept across the crowd expressionlessly, and stood quietly on one side.

As long as you don't come in and make trouble, it's a problem.

Everyone: "…"

The result can be imagined, another day of waiting.

At night, some people couldn't bear it and went back, and some people continued to wait without giving up.

It was as if the people in the city owed him money.

After three days like this, Fu Li was finally willing to walk out of the gate.

There were not many reporters left at the door, scattered in twos and threes, picking up cameras to record the footage.

After the filming was over, I realized something was wrong. Why is the person in front of me a living person?
Fu Li didn't die!

A group of melon-eating reporters were stunned.

Outside the fence, there are jaws all over the place.

Fu Li's face was condensed, his eyes lingered on everyone, he turned around and walked back to the house, leaving everyone with a cold and arrogant back.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared that the reporters came to their senses.

In an instant, the entrance of Fu's house was like a vegetable market, and discussions were endless.

The middle-aged butler looked displeased, walked over, and said coldly: "If you don't leave, I will call the police! Disturb the houses, gather crowds to make trouble, and spread rumors and slander."

(End of this chapter)