The National Day holiday began. Bo Fu lazily took the bus to the tourist area. However, when he sat down, he saw a business car passing by. From the flashing window, he saw Jiang Xia, the class monitor and the trio. As for the result of the middle school battle, Bo Fu only heard the student union and some students sighed with pain and was regarded as a mistress again, becoming the weakest scum at the bottom of the region, and had to pay the protection fee...
When the bus was parked in the scenic parking lot, Bo Fu naturally saw the business car parked on one side. "I really know how to enjoy it at such a young age. Did this boy learn this after he was reborn?" Then Bo Fu saw a time traveler - this time traveler is now in the parking lot. It traveled miserably to a Samoyed dog. His white body is now at the bottom, and at least three grass dogs lay on the top. Bo Fu obviously saw a daze in the eyes of the Samoyed who traveled... "Why should this world treat me like this? Didn't I travel through time? Shouldn't I drive innate spiritual wisdom?
Will you practice the city after the city? The world! How cruel are you......” It is obvious that this is the thought that comes out of the Samoyed eyes that are great and able to speak. For this reason, Bofu is planning to find a small golden man to send it to him if this guy cultivates into a human form. However, now this white Samoyed still has to bear the tearing feeling of the chrysanthemums, and as a time traveler, he also has to suffer the huge shame of being visited by the public. However, Bofu seems to have surpassed the initial sense of shame, but it seems that the pleasure surges to this Samoyed...
Bo Fu watched the pile of arhats and the stinging dogs for about three minutes - next to him was a circle of equally boring people whistling and admiring, and the bad villain used this picture to tease the girls around him. Of course, the tough old aunts teased the scumbags who were asking for cheapness. Then Bo Fu laughed and walked to the front of the front desk of the hot spring hotel. After getting the booked room card, he went to the room. His keen eyes once again found Jiang Xia and his group of people appearing in front of the high-end club hotel next door. Then later in the day, Bo Fu and Jiang Xia and his group met in the natural hot spring bath.
When Bo Fu walked in, he heard them talking about the mahjong battle. Jiang Xia left halfway, but the other two had been seeing the ending. Bo Fu heard the two boys appreciate Chen Tiansheng, who was playing in the future, as if this guy was stubborn until the end. Bo Fu knew that this guy was originally going to be a fraud - at least Bo Fu looked through his palm and secretly held at least eight cards when pushing cards. Because the automatic mahjong table smashed this half-baked fraud, the guy had to rely on his real skills and skills of touching and stealing cards to resist. Then he fought for four rounds and finally lost all the ten chips in his hand...
When Bo Fu stepped into the hot spring, the little guys jumped up unconsciously: "Teacher!" Bo Fu didn't care. "Hey? Come and take a hot spring, come and sit down. I won't talk about teachers and students here, just go at your own risk." Then Bo Fu slipped to the other side of the natural pool. It was obvious that these little guys were always a little uneasy when there were teachers, and the teacher was present, so many topics they couldn't talk about, so soon these little guys slipped away--Wen anyway, anyway, the little guys were Wen
There is not only this natural pool in the spring area. Of course, Bo Fu would not ask in disgrace: "Why didn't you see the class leader Tang and Ye?" Such words would not be regarded as the kind of perverted hooligan teacher. At least Bo Fu does not want the students to think of him as a pervert... Although his eyes had already seen Tang Liuyun and Xiao Yezi in the female hot spring pool on the other side of the distance, Bo Fu is now extremely loyal and he has no perspective on the other side's part below the water surface.
After taking a hot spring for a while, Bo Fu was about to do some serious business. The target happened to be in his office. A director happened to see Miss Tang after she got out of the bath and mentioned the target. Just as they were discussing, he pushed open the door and walked in.
"Who are you? Who allowed you to come in! You can't understand the office here!" A director spoke first, but the target did not speak at all. Instead, he sat in the chair and gently opened the secret wall under the luxurious desk - he was not a candid, outside the office - it should be said that this office floor should have at least twenty of his subordinates, and the most capable head-on horse under his staff should be in the outer room of his suite office. Now, he walked in without any notification of this stranger, which can only explain one thing... a very bad thing.
Bo Fu found a sofa and sat down. He looked at the two people in front of him - one of the fat middle-aged man and the other of the middle-aged man with a very strong face. Then he whispered: "Hello, I'm here to borrow some money."
The fat man looked at the strong man and stopped accusing him. The man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and pulled out a book with his left hand. "No! Don't checks or promissory notes. Believe me, our country's finance is not that developed yet. Please give me cash, take as much as you can, no mortgage." Bo Fu stroked his chin with his right hand and said these words calmly. "Also, please put the Browning in your right hand. This is a good gun, but you'd better not use it. You are not the kind of capable gunman, don't take risks, and don't try to play tricks." The soft words seemed to thunder, and Bo Fu showed a sarcastic smile on his face - and in the slowly sliding door - Bo Fu did not touch the door, and from the perspective of the desk, you can see a leg that was softly crossing outside the door.
The strong man saw this scene, but before he decided whether to shoot at the man or something, the fat man called out first. The man sitting on the sofa turned his palm inward slightly, and then when the strong man's eyes almost fell out, the fat man was rolled up by invisible force and flew directly to the man sitting on the sofa.
"Control the crane and capture the dragon... It's just a little trick. Why haven't you made a decision yet?" Bo Fu stepped on the fat man's head with a sweaty face. The fat man didn't dare to make any sound at all. They all read capitalist martial arts novels at that time when they were young, so they naturally knew what this was... The question is that isn't a novel? Although the strong man did try to find magical martial arts masters everywhere to become disciples when he was young, he realized that it was just a dream as he grew older - and now the living dream appeared in front of him. (To be continued...)
ps: Revenge should be fast! If it slows down, there will be no bloodthirsty pleasure hahaha!