It's like they are connected into lines.
Beizhu was soaked all over and looked like a drowned rat.
He returned to the yard and there was mud and dirt on him.
Even the heavy rain did not wash away the mud on his body.
It wasn't that the rain wasn't heavy enough, but that too many people threw mud at him when he just passed by the alleys and streets.
One lump after another.
Some hit his face, some hit his head, and some hit his eyes.
Beizhu didn't wipe it, he just let the rain wash it away.
Let the mud splash on yourself.
Ju Long was sitting in the yard, watching this scene quietly, holding a cigarette in his hand, which he had begged from Wang Cheng.
He crossed his legs
The moment Bei Lord walked in, he sneered.
"Satisfied?"
"They're all dead!"
"Are you satisfied?"
Beizhu didn't speak, as if Beizhu was just a puddle of mud and couldn't hold up the wall!
This kind of person is the most irritating and can't get enough of it.
And Ju Long also became popular all of a sudden.
"Speak!"
"Say it!"
"Mute?"
"Why don't you take action?"
"Is it true that one day, if I die, you will just watch helplessly?"
Beizhu still didn't speak, but walked to the kitchen and started playing with the pots and pans.
"Are you still in the mood to cook?"
"All your good brothers are dead, and now only your second uncle is left!"
"Will you wake up only after he dies?" Ju Long shouted.
This is really annoying.
Beizhu seems to have no emotions and no loyalty at all.
When a person dies, Beizhu doesn't feel any sadness or any mood swings.
But I came home and started cooking.
How ridiculous is this?
Luo Chen and others also came back.
And there were not only them outside the door, but also the messenger of the Great Yin God!
"The decree of the Great Yin God!"
"The Lord of the North surrenders the North immediately!"
"What did you say?" When Ju Long heard this, he became angry.
"Hand over the northern territory?" Ju Long kicked over the stool in front of him, then stepped out and came directly to the envoy.
The envoy was arrogant and Julong was furious.
"Say it again?" Ju Long raised his palm.
Apparently he was ready to kill someone.
"Xiaolong!" Yi Bo Yuntian stepped forward and took Ju Long's hand.
"Second uncle, listen to what he said?"
"Hand over the North?"
"That's our home, that's our roots!"
"Now, you actually want to hand it over?"
The envoy sneered, stared at Ju Long and said.
"This is the decree of the Great Yin God. Do you dare to disobey it?"
"Believe it or not, I copied it."
"Little dragon!"
"Let your father arrange this matter," Yi Bo Yuntian said.
"Take it away." Beizhu put his hand in the stone basin at this moment, and he was washing vegetables.
Chapter completed!