Longing for the Life of the Entertainment King

Don't panic everyone, there will definitely be meat scenes, don't worry. .

Chapter 121 Family Rules: Ten Years in Prison 【Subscription】

Ask the assistant to prop up the small table.

He Hao was not in a hurry and put the things one by one.

Soon, the table was full, and there were still several cold dishes that could not be placed.

He Hao sighed with emotion about his own wit. Originally, a meal of several hundred thousand yuan was prepared by himself with a few hundred yuan.

Tong Liya picked up the chopsticks, looked at the food in front of her, and was about to start.

The assistant beside him said to himself, "Why did you buy so much? Sister Yaya has to keep her figure and she can't finish it."

Tong Liya: "..."

Horse eggs!

I was just about to be happy, but I was a little unhappy in an instant.

He Hao listened to the assistant's words and nodded, agreeing, "Indeed, actresses need to maintain their figure, Brother Honglei, Brother Bo, let's work hard, work harder, and eat more. Yaya, you can eat whatever you want. Some spicy hot."

Saying that, he pushed Malatang down in front of Tong Liya.

Take Huang Bo and Sun Honglei to eat and drink on their own.

Tong Liya looked at Mala Tang in front of her eyes, her face shy...

After all, the stories about 'malatang' and 'seven times a night' are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. 17

Tong Liya glanced at the assistant beside her, and began to think about how to replace her. Although she was her own cousin, she was obviously a contestant who cheated on her.

Looking at He Hao who was eating and drinking, he didn't seem to be thinking in any direction. This is a relief.

However, Sun Honglei and Huang Bo looked at He Hao with complicated expressions.

Does this count as 'passing through a thousand flowers, but not a single leaf'?

Eating happily.

The three of Wei Guo who completed the tasks of 'Falling the Grass for the Bandit' and 'Resurrection' passed by.

"Brother Hao, Brother Honglei, Brother Bo, what are you doing?" Luo Zhixiang greeted from a distance.

"Eat, it's so obvious, can't you see it?" He Hao rolled his eyes, "Come on, at noon, come over and eat something."

"Okay, okay!" Luo Zhixiang saw a table of food, without the slightest resistance, he rushed over suddenly, and bluntly took two dumplings into his mouth.

"Brother Xiaozhu, you have to control yourself!" Zhang Yixing shouted bitterly.

"Little Pig, watch out for He Hao's bombing, he's full of bad water!" Xue Zhiqian hurriedly shouted, with the cooperation of the detective and the incident in the morning, he had a very deep understanding of He Hao's integrity.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Brother Hao is definitely not that kind of person!" Luo Zhixiang waved, "Come and join us."

The two hesitated for a moment, a little unable to control their stomachs, and came over carefully.

three minutes later.

When the crowd was eating and drinking.

He Hao asked suddenly, "Little Pig, you won't be the lord again this time, will you?"

Luo Zhixiang nodded.

He Hao said to himself, "Then I can rest assured."

Luo Zhixiang froze for a moment, then hurriedly retreated, "Brother Hao, aren't you trying to pinch me?"

however……

Just as he moved, the balloon exploded.

Zhang Yixing:"……"

Xue Zhiqian: "..."

The two looked at Luo Zhixiang resentfully.

Luo Zhixiang looked indignant and sad.

It is only now that I understand that He Hao has no morals at all...

The three turned their heads towards the road they came from and walked back...

……

Africa.

desert.

Five hundred meters underground, there is a secret base.

Inside, it was open in all directions, bright as day, and guards armed with guns meticulously patrolled every location.

war room.

Intelligence room.

Medical room.

Training room.

canteen.

Bedroom.

Small but complete.

meeting room.

At this moment, the sword is drawn.

More than a dozen people were sitting together with grim expressions on their faces.

The drunkard took the information, put it on the table silently, and said, "I have already reported the matter to the boss, he said that if he wants to fight for his future, he will not stop him, but... if anyone wants to do something, he can only execute it. family law."

The crowd nodded.

On the battlefield, those who hug together for warmth have a higher chance of surviving.

Besides... No one dares to disobey the boss's orders.

The alcoholic leaned back in his chair and said, "Brother Han, don't you want to explain?"

Li Han shook his head, "The third team is not under my control. Besides, didn't 'Black Hole' find out that this was instructed by the tiger?"

The drunkard didn't answer, his eyes turned to the young man in a white long gown with a pale face, "White paper fan, tell me."

The white paper fan, the controller of the 'black hole' of the organization's intelligence agency.

"Whoever does the work, who is responsible." White Paper Fan shook his head, "Brother Han, I placed ten 'locks' by your side, and you found nine, so... your affairs have been exposed. I suggest you stay safe. Admit your mistakes safely, and we can still intercede for you in front of the boss, after all, we are all brothers."

The scene became serious.

Li Han? !

Among the high-level, the most low-key person!

Is it him?

Seeing this, Li Han sighed slightly.

after all……

still exposed.

Li Han gritted his teeth, stood up, took out an axe directly from his waist, and said, "If that's the case, then I will take off one hand to apologize, I hope the brothers don't kill them all, and give me a chance to explain to the boss. ."

Subsequently.

Close your eyes 197.

The axe swung down sharply.

"Stop!" The white paper fan stood up, looked at Li Han, and shook his head in disappointment, "Brother Han, at this time, you are still lucky enough to apologize with a blunt axe? Do you think we are stupid? Or yourself? clever?"

sharp axe.

With an axe, the muscles and collaterals are completely broken, and the current medical technology has no possibility of recovery.

Blunt axe.

At most, the bones are broken, and it looks bloody.

As long as someone is nostalgic, ask him to stop and take care of it, it can still be cured.

Li Han was dripping with sweat.

White paper fan!

Really, the heart is as careful as the hair, and the eyes are like torches!

"Ghost soldier, drag the person down, according to the family rules: imprisoned for a hundred years." White Paper Fan said slowly.

Then...

A group of guards with guns was like a wolf like a tiger, dragging the other party away directly.

Li Han did not dare to resist.

Because... the ghost soldier was that person's personal soldier back then, and everyone present here has seen their terrifying fighting power.

Some people even speculate that these may not be people at all!

The drunkard looked at everyone with a cold tone, "The reason why I asked everyone to let go of what they were doing today and return to the base camp is that I hope everyone will remember this in their minds!".

Chapter 122 The Story of the Drunkard 【Subscribe】

Everyone nodded to show their understanding.

They knew in their hearts that this scene was clearly about killing chickens for monkeys to watch.

The boss left for a long time, and some people's hearts are floating, which is normal.