Password!? Why do you need a fucking mess password for this download tool!?

Why didn't you tell me before? Why!?

Mr. Wang stared at the dozens of movies he had found on the computer screen that he had worked hard to find, and his eyes were full of tears as he looked at the figures of the best Japanese women.

What a bastard! What about me? This is this!?

Living room. Zhang Xiaoyao was drinking tea leisurely and humming a small song: "I row a boat to pick red diamonds and pick red diamonds..."

However, Ling Yiyang didn't know the whole story. He looked at Mr. Wang's room upstairs, and then looked at the little demon with a slut, obviously knowing that the old man was being played with by the little demon.

Thumb!

Mr. Wang was wearing slippers and came down from the upstairs and poked in front of the little demon, about 20,000 or 50,000!

"Why don't you tell me your password before?" Old Master Wang put his hips on his hips and his eyes were spitting fire.

"Aren't you very capable? Haven't you destroyed the bridge after crossing the river?" Xiao Yao smiled.

Mr. Wang was dumbfounded and looked at Ling Yiyang who was holding back his smile, looking at the dusty face.

"Well, let's talk upstairs?" Mr. Wang said.

"Don't let it go, I have bad legs and feet. I can't stand the running upstairs and downstairs. Besides, you just said it clearly. You are a principled person and a stance. What else can I say?" Xiao Yao stood up and patted his butt, and said, "It's not too late, I have to go back. I'm busy..."

"Don't leave!" The old man smoked.

I finally found this bastard. I was loading the bullet and arching the strings, just waiting to watch a movie. Isn’t he going to hang himself when he leaves?

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say!" The old man lowered his head.

Ling Yiyang was shocked to see this.

When did my grandfather become like this?

"How to say it?" Xiao Yao smiled.

The old man thought about it and slapped his thigh: "It's done! I'll say hello to you for this matter. Give me a password, is it done?"

"What if I give you a password and you don't keep your fucking words?"

Mr. Wang smiled and said, "How can you..."

"Don't let it go! I see you like this, it must be like this! We are like this, Sister Yiyang is a witness, will she succeed?"

"Achieve!" The old man nodded.

"What the hell are you two doing? So serious?" Ling Yiyang was extremely curious now.

The little demon and the old man said in unison: "It's a big deal!"

The little demon waved his hand to the old man: "Isn't you still serving me?"

"Okay!" The old man shouted, and took the steps of the Peking Opera Xiao Wusheng. A gust of wind flashed. It was not too heavy, so he found paper and pen.

The little demon wrote the password, handed it to the old man, and smiled and said, "I'll fight today!"

"I'll fight right away! Don't worry!" The old man held the paper and felt like he had a treasure. He hummed "Taking Tiger Mountain with Wisdom" and went upstairs.

"Little Demon, which one do you sing? This is?" Ling Yiyang couldn't laugh or cry.

""Ten-sided Ambush"!" The little demon smiled.

Just one-bedroom.

When the little demon came back, there were a bunch of people around the yard. Yu Sanyuan was sweating profusely, took off his police cap and threw it on the table, sighing.

Zhang Yunfei and others next to him also looked bad.

"What's wrong? Second uncle, are you back?" Xiao Yao sat down and whispered: "What's going on?"

Yu Sanyuan looked at the little demon and shook his head: "I'm sorry this time."

The little demon's heart sank: "How do you say it?"

Yu Sanyuan only told the story in detail.

That morning, Yu Sanyuan drove to the mountainous area without doing anything, found people from the Wang family and found them to find the situation.

The Wang family is one of the most awesome families in the province. As early as the Ming and Qing dynasties, it was a giant clan that was united in one place. There were great people coming from generation to generation. After Yu Sanyuan came to the house, the family immediately held a clan meeting, and dozens of people sat in the ancestral hall, which was like a public trial.

First, the crowd condemned Yu Sanyuan with enthusiasm and made harsh words, saying that the statue was the clan's treasure and was stolen by Zhang Yunfei, and that he would not have fathered Zhang Yunfei and his son to be put into prison, which would be a humiliation of his ancestors.

Yu Sanyuan was scolded so hard that he finally revealed his identity. He wanted to use this to comfort him, but he didn't know that he didn't buy it at all, especially the clan leader, who almost threw the soles of his shoes over, saying that there were high officials in the provincial capital of the Wang family, and a small public security director was nothing.

"Is this matter impossible to talk about?" Xiao Yao heard it tightened.

Yu Sanyuan smiled bitterly and said, "I sent someone to find the person Heizi said in the village, but I found it, but the man refused to admit it. I could not handle it. Later, this kid was also scared by me and secretly told me that this matter was revealed by someone from the provincial capital. If it was to be resolved, only those who were the patriarchs agreed."

"It's true that he's offending a villain!" The little demon looked at Mr. Gong next to him.

This hexagram is accurate.

"People from the provincial capital?" Xiao Yao thought for a while. Although he was not sure who it was, he was basically sure.

Yu Sanyuan continued, "In the second half of the night, I went to the clan leader's house. After a long time of grinding, I finally pried open his long mouth. According to him, someone in the provincial capital gave them two million to them, asking them to bite this matter to death no matter what. As long as they bite to death, someone would solve the problem later."

"Don't they just want money? We'll give him all the money, and it's 3.5 million!" Zhang Yunfei shouted.

"Dad, I won't give you that 3.5 million Xu Wenhao! We don't have that much money on hand." Xiao Yao shook his head.

"Three yuan, if someone gives him two million, if we give him 3.5 million, can they change their words?" Mr. Gong said next to him.

Yu Sanyuan said: "I don't know this either. Although it's 3.5 million yuan, the family is also afraid of the people in the provincial capital, otherwise they wouldn't be able to use the money."

"This is trouble!" Xiao Yao smiled bitterly and said, "Damn it, I don't want to give it to you anymore!"

Ling Yiyang next to him frowned and said, "Uncle Yu, is the Wang family from the south or north of the mountain?"

"Huh?" Ling Yiyang's words made Yu Sanyuan stunned: "What's wrong with Shannan?"

The Wang family in this Province A has two families, including the Da Wang family and the Xiao Wang family. They were originally a family, but later they were divided from the Tang Dynasty. The Xiao Wang family is the south of the mountain and the Da Wang family is the north of the mountain. This Da Wang family is a legitimate family and has greater power.

"Hehe." Ling Yiyang laughed and said, "This matter is easy to deal with."

"What's easy to deal with?" The little demon was puzzled.

Ling Yiyang gave a blank look at the little demon and said, "You forgot what your grandfather's surname has you been given?"

"The surname is Wang..." The little evil figure immediately raised his eyebrows: "Can you!?"

Ling Yiyang was happy and said, "My grandfather belongs to the Wang clan, but he is the Wang family in Shanbei. If he comes forward, there should be no problem with this matter."

"My Sister Yiyang! This time I've been a big help!" The little demon really wanted to bow to Ling Yiyang.

Ling Yiyang waved his hand straight: "I dare not say that it will definitely be solved. The two kings in the north and south of the mountain may not be in charge of the matter, and my grandfather's temper..."

The little demon waved his hand and said, "Wait for me, I have a way to get your grandfather to agree!"

After saying that, the little demon took out the pheasant.

"Shanji, my life has touched you this time!" The little demon's face was extremely solemn.

"Don't let it go! I'm under a lot of pressure when you say that! You say, what do you want me to do?" Shan Ji's mouth was crooked and her eyes were slanted.

The little demon lay in the rooster's ear and muttered, and the rooster's eyes fell all over the floor when he heard it.

"Really, fake!? That old man still has this hobby!?" Shan Ji held back his smile.

"You go and get a batch of awesome discs, take photos, get me an envelope, hurry up!"

"Will you just give him the disc?" Shan Ji wondered.

"You don't know that bad temper. If you don't keep your word when you cross the river, you have to do this." Xiao Yao scratched his head and said.

"Come!" Shan Ji nodded and went.

The little demon returned to the yard, and a group of people watched him in a daze. The little demon didn't say it clearly, and sat there waiting for news.

After waiting for more than two hours, Shan Ji handed a thick envelope to the little demon.

The little demon turned around, took out the photo inside and looked at it, and his body trembled!

Damn it! I always feel that I am the best. I never thought that the things on hand are more excellent than mine!

"There's a door!" The little demon smiled, sealed the envelope, and said to Ling Yiyang: "Sister Yiyang, give this thing to your old man, tell him about my affairs, and he will agree."

"Really? What's the matter here..." Ling Yiyang reached out and wanted to unpack the envelope, but was already held down by Xiao Yao and Shan Ji.

"You can't dismantle it! It won't work if it is dismantled." The little demon smiled and said to Shan Ji: "You go with her, you can't let her dismantle it!" "Don't worry!" Shan Ji slapped her breasts.

"Give me a whole set of your discs another day." The little demon said to Shan Ji in a low voice.

"That's a must! We two brothers, share good things!"

Hehehe. The two guys smiled badly, and Ling Yiyang was so scared that he was terrified.

The pheasant got into Ling Yiyang's car and seemed to fly.

The little demon was drinking tea while waiting for the news, and no one else knew what medicine he sold in the gourd.

After about half an hour of touching, Geng Xiaocao's cell phone rang.

Xiaocao took it, listened to a sentence, and gave the phone to Xiao Yao: "I'm looking for you, Mr. Wang."
To be continued...