Invincible how lonely.

Chapter 9 TV sets are broken

"Houqing, you are so courageous that you actually tricked me into begging for a wife?"

"Subordinates don't dare. There is no human woman who is worthy of the Demon King." While apologizing, Hou Qing also did not forget to flatter her.

Bai Ye flicked the cigarette ash and said lightly: "Don't think that I have followed a few dramas, but that I long for that kind of mentally retarded love."

"Yes, yes, the subordinates dare not speculate on the mind of the devil."

"Then I will punish you for drinking an extra can of beer today."

"..."

Lord Demon Monarch, why not give death to your subordinates.

Coming outside the new house, Hou Qing took out the key and opened the door.

"Master, please."

Bai Ye stepped into the room and immediately spread his arms: "Hou Qing, this will be our base from now on!"

"Yes! This will be the starting point for Lord Demon Monarch!"

"Cook the rice first."

"Yes!"

After a while, Hou Qing said in disbelief: "Master Mojun! There is no electricity!"

Holding the remote control of the TV, Bai Ye was wondering. Hearing Houqing's words, Bai Ye said in a low voice: "I already know! This humble human being is reluctant to pay the electricity bill!"

"Master Mojun! Still stop the water!"

"****"

Hou Qing swallowed her saliva, and looked at Lord Mojun, who actually burst into foul language.

"Master Mojun! The refrigerator is also broken."

"So is the TV."

"Master Mojun! The home appliances are all broken!!! Please allow the subordinates to kill this cunning human being!"

Bai Ye took a deep breath, really wanting to kill you.

"What are you doing in a daze, you have paid the electricity and water bills, and the broadband has been turned up, otherwise, how can I follow the drama, don't you know that data is very expensive!"

"This subordinate is going to do it, but the broadband may not be handled until tomorrow." Hou Qing said apologetically, as a subordinate of the devil, he didn't manage the matter well, so he wanted to apologize with death and drink more later. Jar, whether you die or not depends on God's will.

Bai Ye was helpless: "Forget it, let's order fried chicken rice. I'll deal with it casually tonight. I originally wanted to celebrate."

"Sweeping the interest of the devil king, the subordinates are extremely ashamed."

Bai Ye directly put a can of beer in front of Houqing: "Don't be bored, I forgive your mistake."

Hou Qing: "..."

Enduring the pain in his heart, Hou Qing opened it and looked up for a moment.

It felt like drinking horse urine, and I burped after drinking it.

After a few strokes, I felt my stomach rolling, and I ran directly to the bathroom.

The sound of Hou Qing vomiting suddenly sounded in the bathroom. No one could vomit a zombie originator like this.

After a while, Hou Qing walked out of the bathroom with a face full of defeat, his eyes were scarlet, as if he was about to reveal his true colors.

Bai Ye glanced at it silently: "A can of beer is enough, practice more."

"Master Mojun, this subordinate is because of his body, and he has embarrassed Lord Mojun."

"Forget it, I decided to make fried rice noodles tomorrow."

"Do you still need the people below to send dragon meat?" Hou Qing asked respectfully.

"Dragon meat will affect the chewiness of the rice noodles, and it will make people chop a silkworm and a bird of mist."

After hearing this, Hou Qing's eyes lit up, and he cupped his hands and said: "As expected of Lord Mojun, the silkworm Nine Mist Bird's meat is tender and sweet, and its blood is even more fragrant. It can replace cooking oil and make fried rice." Pho, that would be delicious."

"It's a pity that no one understands me."

"It's normal for human beings to understand the Demon Lord." Hou Qing said with a chuckle.

"That's all."

"Then Mojun, how many bowls of fried rice noodles will sell tomorrow? Will you consider it?"

"Hou Qing, do you think I will lower myself?"

Hou Qing looked at the spicy stick in front of the Demon Lord, and said solemnly: "The Demon Lord has such a noble status, so he definitely won't."

"That's natural, eat it."

"Don't dare to sit on an equal footing with the Demon Lord."

"I think you don't want to enjoy delicious food with me!"

Hou Qing immediately sat down and ate the terrible food without changing his face.

However, Viagra at this time was driving a ten-handed Ferrari F430, speeding on the road with the women around him, and was envied by passers-by.

The feeling of pride in my heart came instantly.

And the woman sitting in the co-pilot played with her mobile phone lightly, pretending not to care, but in fact she was just trying to hide her complacency.

However, at this moment, Liao Wei's cell phone rang, and Liao Wei looked at the caller ID.

It was actually my father calling!

I won't know so soon!

But anyway, it's already like this, can you still kill me?

So Liao Wei answered the phone.

"dad."

"I'll give you half an hour to come back! Otherwise, I will break your dog legs!" After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, without any intention of joking.

Liao Wei became a little nervous. He said he wanted to sell the old house, but his father scolded him severely and even beat him.

But besides, this old house was given to me by my grandma, so if you sell it, it's your business, and you won't buy me a new Ferrari.

Drive yourself a Porsche, let me drive a Civic.

"Feifei, I have something to do when I go back now." Liao Wei said with a grin. The Feifei next to her is an Internet celebrity, and it's not easy to get her hands on it. She originally wanted to make a fuss tonight, but it probably won't work.

Ling Feifei, the co-pilot, frowned: "Didn't you say go to the bar and open spades to wash your hands? You agreed to take me to pretend to be a force and take me to fly..."

Liao Wei swallowed his saliva, looked at others, they all said so...
You have to go anyway.

"Okay, we'll talk about it after we've played." Thinking of Ling Feifei next to him, Liao Wei's mouth was evil.

At 3 o'clock in the morning, Liao Wei walked out of a hotel contentedly, and the Ferrari car key in his hand was a powerful weapon.

As long as it is placed in the hand, it can attract the attention of young ladies.

Seeing the dozens of missed calls on the phone, Liao Wei didn't care, at worst, he would be scolded when he went back.

Walking in front of the Ferrari F430, Liao Wei stepped on the tires. Although it is a Ferrari, it still feels outdated and cannot keep up with the trend.

Boom boom boom.

Even if it is an outdated Ferrari, it is not something ordinary people can buy, and Liao Wei drives home with a roar.

In Longhu Community of Yanhai City, the housing price here is about 8 yuan, which can be regarded as an upper-middle-class community.

And Liao Wei still lives in the villa area, which shows that the family actually has some money.

There are two cars outside the villa, a Range Rover and a Porsche Cayenne.

Liao Wei parked his Ferrari beside him, turned off the engine... he would only buy a car for himself, I'm afraid you picked it up outside.

After pressing his fingerprints, Liao Wei opened the door.

However, as soon as it was opened, a size 44 slipper was printed on it.

"I'm going to beat you to death today, you son of a bitch!" A man with a fleshy face rushed forward with a golf club. This is Liao Wei's father, Liao Zhan. He has tattoos on his arms and chest. Not any good.

The woman sitting next to her was quite graceful and luxurious, but she also had an angry expression on her face now.

(End of this chapter)