Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

"His mother!"

A light and fluttering sentence.

But it seems to be embarrassing.

...

The blood-red moonlight outside the house did not know when it was blocked by dark clouds.

The boundless darkness enveloped, with a cool breeze.

The skinny old man looking at the door seemed to feel some frown and stared at the hospital.

The old Dao seemed to be frightened, and for the first time he reduced the wretched smile on his face and stood still.

"How about it, have you considered it?"

The middle-aged man continued to persuade.

"Don't worry, I won't cheat you. Both my second brother and I have placed orders. Then you can just place the same orders as us."

The man said it very seriously, for fear that the old way would not believe it.

"You are such a good son."

The old-fashioned voice was teasing.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and sneered: "This deal, whether to do it or not, let's talk about it."

"Don't be shameless, see that you are brought by your second brother, so I kindly persuade you."

He is not stupid, of course he can hear the irony in the old saying.

"Follow, why not follow."

"Okay, fifty thousand, it's not expensive! You have already paid one hundred thousand, and another fifty thousand will let you make a steady profit."

Speaking of money, the middle-aged man started to get excited, and he was relieved even with Zhang Desheng on the side.

"What if your mother didn't make it through?" Old Dao asked the man with his wrinkled face, like a daisy.

"How can it be, he is my mother, she also knows that I bet, don't worry, I will encourage her, even if you die, you will die before you get a point."

The middle-aged man has an expression in his grasp.

this moment.

It seems that mother and son are connected.

The strong mother-child friendship has spread out, making people...disgusting.

"You can transfer the money directly to me, the money is transferred, and I will show you my list immediately."

"Pan Dao turn to you!"

The old man couldn't help it anymore, and he smashed the middle-aged man's forehead with his fist.

boom-

The middle-aged man was directly blinded by this punch and fell to the ground.

"Go to Nima."

The middle-aged man finally reacted, but he wanted to fight back but was stopped by Zhang Desheng.

The man reacted from the rage and laughed instead.

"Do you dare to do it here, do you know what this place is!"

"This is the chassis of Tianyu Group, you are done!"

"You are over, I want to expose you! You just..."

Before the old saying was finished, it suddenly stopped.

He felt an extra person behind him.

That person... appeared out of nowhere.

He turned his head.

Is a rickety old man.

The uncle at the door!

The uncle's eyes were cold.

The breath on his body is even colder.

"Who is doing this here?"

"My lord, it's him. He said he wants to expose this place."

The middle-aged man pointed to the old way and shouted loudly.

The stern voice alarmed the entire floor, but his eyes looked at the old man with obvious fear.

"Oh?"

"That's **** it."

The rickety old man licked his lips, showing a strange smile.

"You guys get out."

He was like training a dog, speaking to the middle-aged man and Zhang Desheng.

The middle-aged man nodded with pleasure in his eyes and ran out while pulling Zhang Desheng. Zhang Desheng wanted to say something, but he finally opened his mouth without making a sound.

They knew that the old way was going to end this time.

Because this old man is a ghost master!

Watch everything here, and anyone who doesn't follow the rules will be cleaned up!

Those who have lost their bets to make trouble in the past have ended up like this.

No one dares to control, behind them is Tianyu Group.

"Fresh blood food, although older, it is much better than those girls who have been eaten."

Step by step, the old man moved towards the old-fashioned.

On his stomach, there was a mouth that pierced his clothes. It opened wider and wider, and the rows of fine teeth in his mouth made people chill.

He is a C-class folk ghost master who controls ogres.

Unfortunately, this ghost's recovery is getting deeper and deeper, and can only rely on cannibalism to reduce his recovery time.

The old man felt regretful looking at the old man's terrifying appearance, and he completely woke up after drinking.

Fuck, why was I so impulsive just now.

In the middle of the night,

I was taken to this place in a daze, and I had to face such a horrible thing.

But... if there is another time, I will punch that little beast a few more punches.

He looked at the old man getting closer and backed again and again.

With a flattering smile on his face, he swallowed.

"Brother...Let's have something to say, don't I drank a lot of horse urine? On impulse, it's all misunderstandings and misunderstandings..."

"Misunderstand?"

The old recognition figure flashed.

In the next moment, the old man appeared beside Lao Dao.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's solve it in the next life."

There was a smirk on his face, and that mouth had already touched the old Dao's chest.

The stench of rotten smell is extremely disgusting.

The rows of fine teeth are even more disgusting.

The old way was brought up by him.

"What is it...it's totally unreasonable!"

He had seen the disgusting huge mouth, dripping drooling.

Because of being lifted, the location of Jukou is exactly his crotch.

This huge mouth even stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Very intoxicated.

"Oooo!!"

Lao Dao only felt that the job of turning from gluten strips to caterpillars had shrunk a lot in an instant.

The cold yin almost froze the walnuts into marbles.

It's cold.

The yin on the tongue can't stand the old way.

This feeling is like dancing a pole dance in front of snowflakes in a snowy winter.

Exciting and terrible!

What a special thing, this time is really "egg" liao!

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[Author's digression]: Ask for a bank note~