The Coming of Brother Ming

Farke, little bastard, what did you do? What happened to my hands? Damn, cough, my neck.

Listening to the endless insults, Dover's calm face finally showed waves. He raised his somewhat thin arm high, and then lowered it hard.

Snapped

That's enough Bill, shut up that shit-spewing mouth of yours.

This is the first time Bill has seen Dover angry. Is this the same timid, timid little boy he remembers?

Bill hesitated, but after a while, a kind of anger called provocation followed. He was Dover's adoptive father. It was he who gave Dover food, sleep, and clothing. Without him, Bill would not be able to survive. Fu is still a wandering little beggar

He is the benefactor of Dover, the master of Dover, the God of Dover.

Of course, he also selectively forgot that Dover was always fed scraps, slept in the stairwell where sundries were stored, and wore dirty clothes collected from the relief station.

In his eyes, Dover's status is probably not as good as that of his dog.

Bastard, how dare you, I'm going to kill you cough cough cough cough

Seeing Bill with bulging veins and a suppressed red face, Dover laughed silently.

Do I dare to hit you or resist you? Bill, I am not your dog. I am a wolf, a bloodthirsty wolf. Bill, take another look at this world. You will say goodbye to it soon. Cherish these 2 minutes.

After saying that, Dover moved his fingers, and then sat down on the chair opposite Bill, quietly watching Bill lying on the ground struggling in pain.

Although the silk thread is transparent, when it strangles the neck, the circle of tiny depressions is particularly obvious, proving its existence.

At this moment, Bill was speechless, and his limbs and torso had no strength to move anymore. Only his fear could be clearly seen in his angry eyes.

The ticking second hand is the countdown to Bill's death. Finally, when the second hand ends one reincarnation and is about to start a new reincarnation, Bill also completes his unbearable and ugly death.

I hope you will be reincarnated as a good person in your next life.

By the way, don't touch me again, otherwise I will let you try the feeling of silently counting your death again, hahahahahahaha

Dover, who witnessed the entire process of Bill's painful death, finally laughed, a bit nervously, but a trace of painful relief could be heard in his laughter.

Jingle Bell

Jingle Bell

The sound of the old-fashioned landline suddenly interrupted Dover's laughter. Listening to the harsh ringtone, Dover frowned.

Hello, this is Bill's house.

Who the hell are you, that old bastard Bill? Put him on the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously anxious, and there was anger in his low tone.

Dover heard the other party's voice and knew who the other party was. He was the person who received Bill's express delivery.

A big old black man, an unemployed vagrant, has several black children in his hands to help him earn money as a student.

He and Bill were both bastards with no limits, and they had been given the advantage even after dying eight hundred times.

This is Dover. Bill has something to do. I will deliver the courier over in a moment.

Shit, you little bastard, let me tell you, if you are late in 20 minutes, do you think I will sell you to the underground female branch, there are many people who like your little ass, shit, you and Bill are both shit

After saying that, the phone was hung up, and Dover was holding the phone's hand, tightly holding the handle of the phone, and several silk threads were quickly piercing the phone under the refraction of the sun.

In an instant, several small holes that were difficult to detect appeared on the phone, and the beeping sound in his head suddenly stopped.

Bill, it’s lonely to be on the road alone. Don’t worry, your good friend will be with you soon. Don’t worry.

Dover knew that money was very important in his future life. Fortunately, he had secretly observed Bill in the past and knew where Bill hid his money. Following his memory, he quickly opened the sofa and found it in the secret compartment of the sofa. Two circles of dollars.

The denominations are all 100, and the whole volume totals 2 yuan. This is Bill's entire assets.

I really don’t understand the American people. They use credit cards so crazily but are so unwilling to save money in banks. They are such contradictory creatures. Wow.

He happily took out a beautiful knife and shook it, then lit it with a lighter. Looking at the slowly burning flame, he released it gently, and the burning beautiful knife slowly fell onto a puddle of water.

boom

A small fire suddenly exploded with gas. Instead of a trace of water, it was a pool of gasoline.

By the time Dover walked out of the door, a raging fire was already burning on the third floor of the apartment behind him. The home he had stayed in for two years, which was like a devil's cave, was about to be burned to the ground with the fire.

Following his memory, Dover went directly to the home of Da Laohei who received the express delivery.

knock knock

Dover knocked on the door twice, but waited for nearly half a minute before the door opened.

It was Da Laohei who opened the door for him. He didn't even look at Dover when he saw him. Instead, he carefully stretched his head and looked around for a while, and then gave Dover a look that allowed him to come in.

Arriving at the living room, Da Lao Hei sat on the sofa boldly, and then took out a box from under the coffee table. After opening it, a silver-white pistol and several bundles of knives came into Dover's eyes.

Da Laohei unscrupulously took out a bundle of beautiful knives, picked out 10 of them, threw them on the coffee table, and then put the remaining knives back into the box.

Give me the courier, take the $1000, and tell Bill that son of a bitch that if he misses the time next time, I will blow his balls out with a gun.

After finishing speaking, Da Lao Hei suddenly picked up the pistol in the box and pointed it at Dover. With his fierce face, it is estimated that a 10-year-old kid would have been scared to wet his pants at this time. .

But who is Dover? Although his body is only 10 years old at this time, his experience is not as rich as that of Bill and this old black man combined.

This kind of scene was too trivial for him and not challenging at all.

The corners of Dover's mouth turned up, he spread his hands and shrugged.

Oh, hehe, I'm sorry, you probably don't have a chance to pop Bill's balls.

What bastard do you know who you are talking to? You little bastard, believe it or not, I will kill you with one shot.

Da Laohei felt that his majesty had been seriously challenged. A little kid with no hair on his face dared to talk to him like this and smile so playfully. It was really an unforgivable crime.

Nigga, do you know I hate it when people point guns at me? Anyone who points a gun at me will end up badly.

Dover looked at the old black man holding a gun with a serious look on his face. The fingers of his right hand placed on the edge of his pants moved in a very subtle way when he spoke.

Son of a bitch, you are too presumptuous. You dare to talk to me like this. I don’t care if you are Bill’s man or not. I want you to

The expression on Da Laohei's face became more and more fierce as he spoke, and his gnawing gaze seemed to eat Dover alive. But suddenly, his eyes widened, as if he had seen some incredible sight, and then there was a painful scream. Call.

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