The poor man and his rich man

Looking at the sunset outside the window, Luo Pohu felt a little sad.

His father's health has not been very good in the past few years, and he can't stand any stimulation. If he really hiccups in this place, he doesn't know how his family will live in the future.

My father is still on the credit blacklist, and he can only go to ordinary jobs. The family debt is still 50 yuan short of paying off. I don’t know if he disappears this time, it will be considered a work-related injury, and the pension will be paid. how many...

He was thinking wildly when he heard movement outside.

"Hi sir, your takeaway has arrived."

This kidnapper kidnapped someone and knew that he was hungry and ordered takeaway, which is also a must.

Looking out through the crack of the door, Luo Pohu saw a man in the clothes of a delivery man suddenly burst into flames, knocking down two big men, and then he was chopped down with a machete, tied up and thrown into the room like a pig.

Zhu Tizi rolled his eyes and held Xiao Juexi's hand bleeding profusely.

"Qiqi... I'm here to save you, I'll save you..."

My mother, Luobohu took off his coat and pressed Zhu Tizi's bloody thigh.

Don't try to be brave.

It's going to be an adult in a while.