The male protagonist stole my fiancée, so I stole her home

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The second brother, who was filled with an indelible bloody smell, patted the eldest brother on the shoulder and said, "Let's go together."

"The starting monthly salary of 200,000 yuan is a bit too much compared to my salary at the pig farm. "Before he died, the master wanted to see your senior brother and I get married, but we were so poor and we had big appetites that the money we earned was not enough to eat. I can support my wife and children."

"My master has been seriously ill these years, and we have spent a lot of money just on medicine. Now we are not only free from worries, but also penniless."

"Following your big boss, you can also Let us use our skills gained over the years to our advantage."

"I also want to marry a wife, and I also want to live a carefree and exciting life, so that I can live a meaningful life in this world!"

"I don't want to kill pigs anymore, I Want to kill someone!"

The second brother was even more ferocious, his whole body trembling with excitement.

Okay, Dama now understands.

The two brothers could not bear the overwhelming wealth.

He suspected that even if the master stopped them, they would probably want to go with him.

He finally felt relieved, and the task assigned by the big boss was completed. Although the kung fu of the senior brothers is not as strong as mine, they are still about 60% to 70% as strong as mine.

I am different, and others can't compare.

The junior brother only asked one question: "Can I keep a dog in a big city?"

His doubts , which made Dama feel troubled.

He pointed out that he needed someone with high kung fu skills.

But the junior brother only knew how to raise a dog, and he didn't know if the boss liked it.

In big cities, every inch of land is worth a lot of money, so where can he find a place for the junior brother to raise a dog.

Dama Ma thought for a moment and said, "Let's talk about this after we get to Jiangcheng."

"If it doesn't work, I'll send you back."

"Then my two brothers and I will give you a sum of money every month. It's enough for you to live in the village."

Hearing this, the younger apprentice brother looked frustrated, but there was nothing he could do.

After the negotiation, the four people started to eat. In the mourning hall, a Taoist priest was beating a ritual instrument.

Just then, a gust of wind blew, and the people who were eating looked towards the door.

They saw a man in orange clothes with The long-legged man with a kangaroo logo engraved on his face came in in a hurry.

He burned incense to the master with a heavy look on his face, bowed his head in silence for more than ten seconds, and then walked towards the Malaysian table.

Although we haven't seen each other for many years, But Dama still recognized this person as Xiao Xuanfeng. His appearance had not changed, but he looked more haggard.

He invited Xiao Xuanfeng to sit down, exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then asked in surprise: "You went to deliver food?"

Xiao Xuanfeng took a sip of wine to moisten his throat, and sighed: "With my current skills, I don't know what else I can do except deliver food. What. "

"By the way, let's not talk about this. When I first entered the village, I saw two helicopters parked in the drying field. The villagers said they were yours!"

"I was still worried about you... .It seems that the clown is actually me, how did you suddenly become so rich! "

Little Tornado was very surprised and kept asking about the situation.

Da Ma did not hide anything and told his story, meeting a wise master and making money Big money.

At the same time, he repeated his master's last words.

"The big boss is now recruiting good players. Are you interested in joining us? We brothers have decided to join him." Da Ma recruited.

Little Tornado was so excited that he said without hesitation: "Go, of course!"

"At least 200,000 a month, much better than delivering food. Recently, the platform has lowered the unit price, and the income is getting less and less. The community was looked down upon by the security guards. Although I could easily climb over the wall to get in, I was still angry. ”

“Da Ma, you know, the longer you are in the society, the more you want an opportunity, and I have been waiting for it. This opportunity!"

"I have practiced Tan Legs for decades, but I am unwilling to waste them and use them to deliver food. As long as your big boss wants me, I will risk my life for it!!!" Little Tornado was very excited. He immediately decided to join the gang and go to Zhou Yun together.

His kung fu was not inferior to that of the senior brother. He was the true successor of the Twelve-Way Tan Leg, and his leg strength was unparalleled.

"Da Ma, your boss really knows what's good. You are the best among us and you are very skilled. You are really worth a million. We will be satisfied with 500,000 or 600,000." Little Tornado kept drinking and eating. The dishes were talked about with great interest.

Everyone was very happy, toasting each other and imagining the future.

When the conversation was getting exciting.

Someone came, a bald man with a dirty face and scars on his head. He looked like a monk, but he was wearing work clothes.

He was so dirty that he walked in slowly, as if he had just been fished out of a pile of coal.

He lit incense for the master, put his hands together, chanted the sutra for salvation, and stayed for a long time.

After doing all this, he walked to the table next to him.

The person who came was the apprentice of one of the master's friends, the little monk.

He is now quite old, with a strong body, dark skin, and a little numb eyes. When he saw the old friends at this table, the numbness dissipated a lot.

Like Xiao Xuanfeng, the little monk asked the same question. After getting the answer, he was silent for a long time before speaking.

"As you know, my temple is too remote. There are only me and my master on the mountain. Usually no one comes up to burn incense and make offerings. I can't even support myself."

"After my master died, the temple mountain was gone. It was taken back by the government. Now it is dilapidated. I was forced to go down the mountain and return to secular life."

"In order to support myself, I tried to find a job in other temples with prosperous incense, but they refused to accept me. The conditions were harsh. At least a university degree was required, and one must be a graduate of an authentic Buddhist university to become a monk in the temple."

"It's ridiculous. I'm a real monk, but I can't even compare to those fake monks. I've been chanting for twenty years, but I don't even have the qualifications to worship my Buddha."

"Later, I hit a wall everywhere and finally found a job. Now I'm making a living in a steel mill."

"They saw that I was not afraid of the scorching heat and was hardworking, so they took me in."

"Working in a factory can really make people lose their original intentions. I've thought it through. Since that's the case, it's better to enter the world and save myself in the world."

After hearing this, Dama was also secretly amazed.

The little monk has a real golden bell cover, which is invulnerable to swords and guns. Working in a steel mill is also a professional match.

The little monk couldn't bring himself to beg for alms. He relied on his own ability to be self-reliant, which is admirable.

"Then do you want to come too..." Dama asked hesitantly.

"If your boss doesn't give up, I'm willing to follow his footsteps and go through fire and water!" The little monk also drank a bowl of wine and exhaled happily.

Obviously, he had been frustrated in society for these years.

He was forced to become a wine-drinking monk who ate meat and vegetables.

After everyone discussed, it was decided that they would follow Zhou Yun and live a wonderful urban life!

They were all very excited. They hadn't been together for a long time. They were all drunk and excited about the future.

After eating and drinking, they kept vigil and chatted together, preparing for the funeral the next day.