Chapter 287 Loss of breasts

Xibei took an account with one hand and stuffed it into the bag and said, "Fairy, let's say goodbye!

Xibei's goods were a little reluctant when they left. They went to sell their own property. It's really a liar who bumped into the robber's aunt! The swindler's old hand bumped into the sweet witch, one more fierce and cruel, and one more vicious than the other.

The money cheated by Xibei goods was all given to the Honghua Association. From then on, he went bankrupt. He became a promiscuous prince and became a pawn. He could be rubbed around at will in the hands of the phoenix fairy, instead becoming a tool for the beauty to vent her desire.

Xibei goods have to be left to them! However, this is not bad! There is no worry about life. He has not killed the witch. It is a great blessing in misfortune. It is many times better to be an idiot at the mercy of others than to die.

Xibei goods had no consciousness and had to be ordered to transfer money. After that, at the mercy of a phoenix fairy flower, he felt that the flower was called, so he went to the phoenix fairy to serve, with no ownerless IQ and cognitive psychology at all.

As soon as Xibei's front legs left, Phoenix Fairy could no longer sit still. She was going to find a new goal and take the initiative to attack, that is, to find the unhunge of the casino owner to raise a huge amount of money for the Red Flower Club to achieve her real purpose of coming out of the mountain.

The phoenix fairy came out of the "Chenshilou" inn and walked straight to the street.

There is a drunken man who drinks a lot. This man is called Zhu Fanzi. He holds an urn of wine in his hand. While walking, he is still drinking. While walking, he is walking on the road, twisting and writing big characters and dancing drunken hip-shaped hip-hop! The phoenix fairy walked face to face, just as the two of them passed by.

"Poo! The drunken man hit the phoenix fairy's chest. She raised her hand and stroked the drunken man's shoulder.

The drunken man followed the model, with two red silk eyes open, and his body involuntarily turned around a few times, and a urn of water and wine slipped out of his hand.

"Ban!" A wine urn fell to the ground, and the fragments of the urn were splashed with wine.

The drunken man couldn't stand steadily. He staggered under his feet, and his body was crooked, "Papa!" He fell on the street on the street.

The drunken man struggled to get up, shaking his body and standing unsteadily. He had a big tongue in his mouth. In the Guangting public, he shouted indiscriminately: "It stinky... stinky... mother-in-law, you... you... smashed... a urn... old burn, compensate... compensate... I... wine."

"Wo!" A group of passers-by came in a circle, blinking their eyes and shooting at the man and the woman together, watching a street antics...

The phoenix fairy's face was stiff and was about to burst into a seizure. She wanted to use a phoenix fairy flower to clean up the drunken man. After that, she thought about it again. This man, for some reason, was drunk, walking on the street and was still drinking wine. It seemed that she wanted to use it to anesthetize her divine power with wine!

This drunken man must have some difficult heart sutras. This person paralyzes himself with wine, wants to forget some unpleasant past things, and explains it with a drunkenness to relieve a thousand sorrows, which seems to be very reasonable.

Phoenix Fairy was curious for a moment. She wanted to find out the inside story of this drunk man. A person who drank too high alcohol would say it without covering his mouth and unreservedly.

Phoenix fairy must have thought. She showed two charming eyes, looked at the drunk, and casually asked, "Hey! What a drunk. He hit someone with his head and had to fight back. Auntie, a big *, was also knocked down! I have to pay for a urn of wine. Who will compensate for the big * on my mother's body? Do you have a big * compensation on you!"

"Cuckoo!" The drunken man took a sip of saliva. It's true to think about it! I bumped into an aunt and asked her to pay for an urn of wine. It doesn't seem to be suitable for cleaning up! He felt that his tongue had become bigger, and he said vaguely, "Big...big...milk...*...ma! Old... Laozi, body... body... is... no... no, only... only... two... two... small... small *! But...but, no...less than...big lady, two...two...milk...*...big! One...one urn...wine! No... it's not worth it... a few... a few... birds... bird money, why... how... compensation... can afford... big... * ah!"

"Since you are drunk, you can't afford to pay for a big * in any case. Well, let's just offset it. No one owes anyone. Get up! However, you have to know what's in your heart? My aunt may be able to pull it up and help get justice back, which is also unknown!"

As soon as the drunkard heard these words, the beauty could help him get justice back. He turned around with crooked feet, opened his red eyes and looked at the little woman in front of him.

The phoenix fairy blushed, and she smiled and said, "Hey! Old boy, what are you looking at? Is there a big red flower embroidered on your aunt's face?

"Gulu!" The drunken man chased the model and swallowed a mouthful of saliva again, "Squeak!" The thrilling spirit shivered. He seemed to be a little sober in his mind and no longer said, "Beauty, you are like a flower, not a flower, but you are thousands of times more beautiful than a flower!" I have a big favor. Can you help me?"

"Hey! Don't be a drunk. You have to talk about the unsatisfactory things together. Let's talk about it when you can help! Auntie is not a roundworm in your belly. Why didn't you say prophet?

"Oh! I was called a model. I was killed by the gambling house and became a homeless tramp. Finally, I was accompanied by wine. When I was drunk, I forgot what happened in the past. The drunken man was a little conscious. Suddenly, he understood that he talked about what had happened in his life.

This drunken man, surnamed by name, started as a pig dealer and accumulated the first bucket of gold. Later, he gradually developed and operated dozens of large pig farms. He was one of his big bosses who made enough money from pigs and made tens of millions of money. He was one of the largest upstarts in the imperial city.

There are people who have said that women will become bad if they don't have money, and men will become bad if they have money. This is not bad at all. This classic language is really appropriate and seems to be very suitable. He made a rich man in the imperial city by relying on pig dealers and became a rich man in the imperial city.

He came to eat, drink and gamble. Soon, he became a person with all four poisons. He not only frequently visited the brothel to spend time, but also entered the casino to gamble on itching.

There are people who have been human. Eating is a real stomach and warm intestines, drinking is dripping and sweet, a ladle is empty, and gambling is a hedge between winning or losing.

Originally, it is a small gamble to enter the casino, which doesn't matter. It is understandable for a rich man to spend time and relieve his leisure. It is common to lose or win.

Unexpectedly, the casino set traps step by step to lure Fanzi into gambling, but it was plotted by the boss. As a result, he fell into the gambling nest and couldn't extricate himself.