The Three Realms of Super Students

Then, I saw Hou Mingbo in front of Luo Sanpao, and Xiong Rulin's faces began to pump wildly towards his left and right cheeks ...

"Okay ... okay ... special fan, I'm upset to listen to-!"

"Three guns, you can quickly handle this little red guy. There is a table of mahjong in the next room, but three are waiting for you-!"

At this time, Xiong Rulin obviously had a little impatience in his tone. Before, Xiong Rulin probably knew something about Hou Mingbo.

Therefore, Xiong Rulin felt that it was not necessary for Luo Sanpao to supervise the army himself, and he would just explain this to the group of puppies under his command.

"Let ’s do it now, since Brother Xiong you have imported this import in Europe, let ’s start with this beating."

"Oh ... yes, you can write a picture for me first. Once written, it will save you from the pain of flesh."

"But if I want to write badly, I don't mind that there will be an unnamed corpse-breaking case sleeping in a trash can outside the paradise on earth tonight-!"

When he said this, Luo Sanpao's face even had a creepy smile, said.

"OK ... OK ... OK ..."

"I write ... I write ... I write immediately ..."

After such a painful lesson before, Hou Mingbo is really good at learning now. He didn't dare to have half-mindedness in his heart.

After all, you must know that the Luo San Pao is the one from the Kowloon Gang!

And since it's the Jiulong Gang, that one or two people are killed by a single word on a weekday. It's just like a regular meal. You can't be normal anymore. Good father?

Moreover, I heard that the Tigers who were fighting for the Luzhou site with the Jiulong Gang even offended the former.

Among them, there is a lot of tigers who help senior leaders die.

After thinking about it, Hou Mingbo's heart was called a scumbag ...

"Ah, go to the house next door and get him a pen and paper, oh right ... and a copy of ink!"

After seeing Hou Mingbo's promise, Luo San Pao was also too lazy to talk nonsense directly to a subordinate under his command and said.

After a while, that little boy named A Tian quickly put the pen, paper, and ink on the preparation period, and threw it directly in front of Hou Mingbo.

Looking at the pen and paper in front of him, and then looking at the fierce look of Luo Sanpao.

Hou Mingbo shook his throat up and down, he swallowed a spit, and then took the pen in front of him tremblingly, waiting for Luo Sanpao's next command.

Seeing that Hou Mingbo was almost ready, Luo Sanpao just pretended to make a dry cough twice.

Then he pulled out the phone from his pocket and looked at the content shown in his mobile phone memo, and began to frustrately read Hou Mingbo loudly, said.

"Hua Mingbo, because I am in a bad mood today, after the hangover, I attempted to use improper means such as violent explosion against Song Xiaoyu, a wine seller in heaven on earth ...

"I ... I didn't ... didn't blast her ?!"

Hearing that, Hou Mingbo quickly shook his head to deny, said.