Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

Zhong Cuo thought about what he would face after entering the door, but he never thought that he would face this.

Zhang Fei completely ignored Zhong Cuo's stiff expression. Seeing that he couldn't come over, he went over to pull him over with a smile.

After being pulled near the sofa, Zhong Cuo finally came back to his senses, and waved Zhang Fei away with a wave of his hand: "What are you doing!"

"What are you doing?" Zhang Fei blinked and fussed artificially, "Of course I'm taking care of you."

"No need!"

"It's not a question of whether it's useful or not." Ignoring Zhong Cuo's vicious voice, Zhang Fei directly took off his clothes. Zhong Cuo wanted to resist, but Zhang Fei's hand "unfortunately" pressed on his wound.Zhong Cuo froze from the pain, and Zhang Fei took the opportunity to pull off his cloak, exposing the wound.

"Tsk tsk, look at this miserable..." Zhang Fei shook his head and unscrewed the cap of the salt water bottle, "As I said earlier, I beat a lot of people back then and was rarely beaten, and my bandaging skills are not very proficient. Please bear with me."

"Let me go... oh!" Zhong Cuo raised his hand to pat Zhang Fei away, but the other party "accidentally" tipped over the saline bottle, and the normal saline spilled directly into the wound. Cold sweat broke out.

"Look, if you don't move around, you'll be fine?" Zhang Fei sighed Zhuge Liang after the incident, and took advantage of the opportunity when Zhong Cuo couldn't move, he wiped the loose soil near the wound with a cotton ball.He said that he was inexperienced, but his hands were very light. Unless the clock was wrong and he wanted to move it, he would not "accidentally" sprinkle salt water into the deep wound.

Zhong Cuo gritted his teeth. He only noticed now that the pair of glasses that Zhang Fei had been wearing on his face had been taken off at some point.As soon as he took off his glasses, his whole impression changed.After staring at those sharper eyes for a while, the thought of resistance in his heart was gradually suppressed.

Qing Chuangqing was about the same, Zhang Fei found the medicine from the medicine box, Zhong Cuo finally had a chance to interject at this time, and asked, "Didn't you... give up."

"Give up what? Oh you said this?" Zhang Fei shook the spirit ring on his wrist, "Why should I give up?"

"Why don't you give up?" Zhong Cuo couldn't help gritting his teeth as he stared at the nonchalant person in front of him.

He's not... never met such a person.

He is so kind, with a gentle personality, he refuses to give up on him, and is willing to face it with him...

But the result can only be worse.

He was more afraid of this than a cold refusal.

Rather than having a glimmer of hope and then brutally shattering it, it's better... not to have it in the first place.

"Why, of course it is—" Zhang Fei clenched his fist with one hand and looked into the distance with sparkling eyes: "For 500 million!"

"..." For a moment, Zhong Cuo felt that he might as well just kill the guy in front of him.It's a pity that Zhang Fei didn't notice his mood at all, and muttered to himself: "Although those ghosts and zombies are scary, they are just a little bit scary. Compared with housing prices and CPI, they are not terrible enough... ...500 million, I can buy two sets of houses, one for living and one for kennels..."

"Is money that important to you?"

Hearing what Zhong Cuo said, Zhang Fei sneered and shook his head: "You can see that someone who is not short of money would say this, I don't know if I can earn 500 million without eating or drinking for the rest of my life—or not Paying taxes. What's more, I have to eat, drink, girls, and houses in my life. With 500 million, do you know how many years I can live happily?"

"..."

Zhang Fei lowered his head, sprinkled the medicine powder on Zhong Cuo's shoulder, and lazily said, "Don't show that expression of 'I misread you!', a very old man in the world once said, for With a 50.00% profit, people can take risks. It’s only 5 yuan to support you a year, and a [-]% profit, let alone the guillotine, I would dare to go to hell!"

... Isn't the effect a bit too good?

Regarding Zhang Feihong Guoguo's declaration of worshiping money, the young ghost king obviously didn't have enough capacity to accept it, so he just stayed there for a while.

Zhang Fei didn't care about him, he just took out the bandage and wrapped it around his shoulders.

"What if I... don't want to?" Zhong Cuo finally choked out a sentence when Zhang Fei had almost finished wrapping the bandage.

"Then I'm sorry," Zhang Fei grinned, "I've asked Bai Wuchang, if I want to quit, I can do it at any time, but if you want to quit, unless you can prove that I have done something wrong to you— — what would I do?"

"..."

Zhong Cuo stood there in a daze, not knowing how to deal with it, while Zhang Fei seized the time to finish the finishing work of bandaging.At the end of the knot, they played together and tied a bow on Lord Ghost King's shoulder.

After poking the bow twice, Zhang Fei looked at Zhong Cuo, who was still there, and simply stretched out his hand, and pulled him into his arms.

When caught off guard, he was hugged firmly by someone, Zhong Cuo was taken aback, trying to break free, but suddenly lost his strength.

"Don't worry, in this year, no matter what, I will always be with you. Those ghosts are quite annoying, but there is always a way to cure them. Can the living lose to ghosts?"

The words were obviously very unreasonable, but when he said them in that low voice, there was a kind of magnetism that made people's hearts burn.

Zhong Cuo just let him hold him like this, only to feel that his face was burning up a little bit.

"...After all, I can't be sorry for 500 million, you get what you pay for, right?"

"..." Pushing Zhang Fei away, Zhong Cuo took a few steps back and stared at him with a dark face.

He refused to admit that he was moved by those words for a few seconds just now!

After the wound was bandaged, Zhong Cuo lay down on the bed to rest.The soft bed was many times more comfortable than a park bench. He originally wanted to rest for a while, but accidentally fell asleep all afternoon.When I opened my eyes, it was completely dark.

"Are you awake?" A voice that didn't deserve a beating sounded at the right time, "Come and eat when you wake up, Aunt Hua heard that you accidentally broke the good meal that was specially prepared."

"..." Jumped out of bed expressionlessly, Zhong Cuo walked to the dining table and started eating.

"Eat more, you have to be worthy of 500 million, right?"

"..." Zhong mistakenly bit the hoof and tore off a large piece of meat.

"Yeah, that's right," Zhang Fei nodded in satisfaction, and ate slowly, "By the way, I have an opinion. You have to listen to me. We discussed the title issue before, and you don't say what I call me. Your name is very debatable..."

"... Is there something wrong with my name?" Zhong Cuo said coldly after giving Zhang Fei a sideways glance.

"Of course there is a problem—in fact, I've wanted to ask for a long time, who gave you the name?" Zhang Fei shook his head, "It's the first time I see someone mistaking your name..."

Zhong Cuo snorted coldly: "Zhong is the surname of Zhong Kui, the first ghost king, and Cuo is the name of the god of eating ghosts. The implication of my name is something that an ignorant person like you can't understand!"

"That's my ignorance, but do others know that your name is so particular?" Zhang Fei shook his head, "It's the wrong kind, and when people hear this name, they will think that my wife has slept with someone else..."

"..."

"Otherwise, let me give you a nickname - what do you think of 500 million? It sounds nice and easy to remember."

"No!" Zhong smashed the table by mistake.

He can swear now that the number he hates the most in his life is 500 million, there is no second one!

"Then bark? I remember that you can turn into a puppy, and now you have the names of people and dogs..."

"No! And that's not a dog, it's a ghost beast! A divine beast that is addicted to ghosts, monsters, and demons!"

"Why bother with the name, it looks like a dog...otherwise, how about Xiao Fei?"

"no!"

"That's still barking."

"no!"

"Otherwise it will only be 500 million."

"no!"

……

From having dinner to going to bed, Zhong Cuo gritted his teeth and finally gave in. He got a new nickname, Xiao Fei.

"Actually, I think 500 million is not bad..." A certain person who got cheap and behaved was not satisfied.

"You give me another 500 million to try!"

"Well, if you don't mention it, don't mention it." Zhang Fei was kind, leaning on the head of the bed and watching Zhong Cuo walking back and forth in anger, his mouth slightly raised, "If you are really so unhappy , then I’ll be wronged and let you take advantage of it.”

"... What's cheap?" Zhong Cuo was just about to go to bed at this time, and when he heard him say that, he frowned and looked over.

"Didn't you think about what to call me before? If that's the case, I'll be wronged and let you call me dad~" Zhang Fei had a tragic face, as if he had sacrificed so much.

"..." Zhong Cuo carried a pillow from the side with no expression on his face, and patted him directly on the face.

"It's not like you haven't called..." Zhang Fei's voice was muffled under the pillow.

"I regret!"