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Chapter 155 A Bad Iron Card

Hearing Fan Li say this, Wang Gang and Lao Qin look at each other, and no one says anything. Fan Li's face is flushed, and he stands up and pinches Wang Gang's neck.

"Take the cigarette out quickly! If you weren't crazy, I would still be dreaming!"

Wang Gang grinned for a moment

"Can you be gentle? Aren't you going to suppress your shock? Then I'm drying my cold sweat, can I get you cigarettes? Could it be that you are a human being and you know how to be afraid, but I am born with fear and don't know how to be afraid!"

Unexpectedly, after saying this, Fan Li was completely activated and he used all his energy to eat.

"I don't believe there are people in this world who are not afraid of pain! Then let's see if it's yours, or my hands are powerful!"

Wang Gang still gritted his teeth and refused to give

"You can do whatever you want, if you have the ability, you can twist my neck off! I'm better off than surrender, so you don't want to force a good person to become a prostitute!"

"Does it hurt?"

Although Wang Gang was in pain in his forehead, he still held on.

"It's okay! Why are you? You just pick up soft persimmons! Isn't Lao Qin's neck not the neck, but you can't afford to smoke Lao Qin's cigarette!"

While shaking the steering wheel, Lao Qin smiled and looked at the two live treasures.

"Are you two interesting? Can you calm down for a while? It seems that the manager shouldn't let you go back today, let you spend your excess energy until dark!"

Fan Li smiled, but still didn't let go

"You thought it was pretty good. I pinched Lao Qin's neck and the steering wheel was in his hands! You think everyone is like you, and always think about problems with your butt!"

At this time, Wang Gang's neck had been pinched and he lost his intuition, so he fought desperately with both hands, and Fan Li was left with only the demonic claws of tendons and bones.

"You bitch, let go quickly! Otherwise I will fold it for you! Let your golden fingers turn into rotten chicken feet!"

"Ouch! I didn't expect to get angry today. I'll see you and fold my jade finger!"

But just as Wang Gang used all his strength to beat him, he suddenly let go of his hand

"Ouch! Your grandson is having a needle on his hand! Ouch, my hand!"

Hearing Wang Gang's scream, Fan Li quickly let go of his hand

"What's wrong?"

"The blister I just grinded just now was pierced by your bitch's finger!"

"Go to your uncle, my hand was cut with glass, and I had so long cuts and blood flowed, and it was not as big as you! You really took the man for nothing! A small water was soaked, making it look like my fingers were chopped!"

"How can I compare with you? If you roll three times in the oil pan, you won't breathe! This is the biggest difference between humans and beasts!"

"Do you guys want me to give you a thorough treatment for years of cervical spondylosis!"

"Oh! You're so fat that you're so hungry! Tell me about it and you're going to treat me! Why don't you say you're specializing in treating all kinds of gynecological diseases!"

"This is not simple! Just twist it off for you. It's better to have a short pain than a long pain!"

Wang Gang knew that this grandson usually did what he said. In order to reduce unnecessary torture, he quickly handed a cigarette to Lao Qin and Fan Li.

"Okay! You can spread your hands apart, your wife's chicken thighs! Smoke a cigarette and let it go!"

With the sound of the lighter, smoke suddenly lingered in the cab. Wang Gang was still holding the cigarette in his mouth like he had just now. Lao Qin looked at it and smiled.

"Xiao Wang, do you think that there were too few Mars in the ashes just now, and it didn't make you feel comfortable!"

Wang Gang looked at Lao Qin

"I fell asleep just now!"

"Then do you mean you won't be sleepy?"

"Oh, I was ravaged like this, except for the bleeding in my heart. Looking at these five or six bubbles, tears were in my eyes and wandering around for a long time. Why do you think I live so cowardly? I was ravaged by beasts in the car and bullied by iron shovels when working! Alas! Why is my life so miserable! You should stop the car, I'll go down and find a saxalus to hang it!"

Fan Li took down the window glass and threw the cigarette butt outwards

"Ouch! Lao Qin stopped the car quickly!"

Lao Qin quickly braked

"What's wrong?"

Wang Gang quickly turned his head and looked at it. Fan Li was in a hurry and took out one from his collar, which was still smoking.

"Ouch! It's so hot! Since I met this bitch today, I've been walking so many ways without saying anything, and even if I throw a cigarette butt, I can get blown into the collar!"

Lao Qin shook his head

"Aren't there an ashtray below? Besides, your car window is just a little bit open, and it's a pity if you don't blow in! You'll sit down!"

Hearing Lao Qin say this, Fan Li put the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the car door, like an old hen wet with water, curled up in the back row without saying a word. Wang Gang was so happy to see this scene.

"Hahaha, God is really open! It's really a pity that God can forgive his sins, but he can't survive his sins! Why is my little heart beating so fast? Could it pop out!"

Fan Li glared fiercely

"Don't heal the scar and forget the pain! Be careful of being extremely happy and bringing sorrow!"

Wang Gang looked at the blisters on his hand, and his mood suddenly plummeted. He slowly pressed the blisters on his right hand with his left finger, and then moved the blisters on his left hand with his right finger.

"Oh, Lao Qin, why are I so unlucky?"

Fan Li smiled bitterly

"Haha, this is retribution! When you are working, you can let the iron handle, just like your broken mouth, saying whatever you want, and want to shake it there, why don't I have it in my hand!"

"You are the uncle, you really don't feel hurt when you speak! Did you do it today?"

"You guy is almost the same. Don't open your mouth and shut up your uncle! It doesn't mean I didn't do it today, I haven't done farm work before!"

"Oh! This is the first time I heard that you, Professor Fan, have done farm work, why is it so fresh!"

"I not only did farm work before, but now I do it when I go home. Unlike you who wear red skin, I think I am an oil child. Now, my brother reminds you by the way, you and I are both the sons of farmers!"

Lao Qin suddenly turned his head

"I am also the son of a farmer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all three of them smiled. Wang Gang looked at the five or six bubbles and asked Fan Li helplessly.

"You don't have blisters on your hands when you work. Is it because you have thick skin or you are wearing gloves?"

Fan Li reached into his crotch and pulled a hair

"Don't worry! I'll ask you something!"

"What's the matter?"

"Did you just now? Let Lao Qin stop the car and hang it up and pull the roots and hang it!"

"Yes! But Lao Qin doesn't stop! He doesn't even give me a chance to die!"

"Forget it, Halaxy is solidifying the desert. I'll give you something to ensure you are satisfied!"

Wang Gang turned his head and thought it wasn't a belt, but he was completely anxious when he saw the curved hair.

"Go to your uncle! You don't bother me! I can't figure it out. I didn't burn you to death just now! Why didn't you hurt you to death when you plucked your hair?"

When Lao Qin heard Wang Gang say this, he glanced curiously, and saw the vehicle shaking violently. Then he saw Lao Qin laughing and tears came out. Wang Gang glared at him.

"Oh, you are also in your forties. You are the same as the one behind you, without a regular shape! If you plunged into the sea just now, you, me, and you, you, me, and you, look like you, me, can swim!"

After Fan Li finished laughing

"But it's okay to go on. You never do business that loses money. You will still harm me two innocent passers-by before you die!"

Wang Gang turned his head and handed a cigarette

"Light a cigarette to block your broken mouth! So damaged! So obscene! Such a boring bad idea. I'm afraid there will be no other person in the world except you! I can't figure out what you are thinking!"

I saw Fan Li lit a cigarette

"Oh, it's not that I can't do it! I think that if you hang yourself, jump off a building, and commit suicide by taking medicine! If you really want to die, you will die early. If a person is not even afraid of death, you won't understand what they have to be afraid of. There are still things they can't deal with in the world. Since you have an idea, then die as soon as possible, so as to save yourself a nest of orphans and widows. I will give you a headache and give you a chance to give it a convenience. If you don't appreciate it, what are you still cursing?"

Unexpectedly, after Lao Qin finished listening, the steering wheel shook again. Wang Gang was speechless. He lit a cigarette and handed him one to Lao Qin.

"Brother, please smoke a cigarette quickly! Today I met you two and I have been in my 80th life, so I admit it! Professor Fan, then you can say now, how can you not get the skin from the skin when working!"

Lao Qin lit a cigarette while laughing, and kept laughing, Fan Li vomited a cigarette

"Why do we migrant workers have no blisters on our hands?"

"Nonsense, their hands are covered with calluses, how could they have blisters!"

"You still know this! Are they wearing gloves?"

"You think it's your uncles in the car ahead! Say it quickly!"

"Actually, you only know one thing but not the other! We migrant workers have many calluses on their hands. This is true, but their calluses are also formed by blisters, which are worn out again and again. To be honest, your blisters are just crying and complaining about the world. I really don't deserve to live in this world, why don't I pull another one for you!"

"I know you are Fan Qinbian! Do you want to say it?"

"Whether the professor is a beast, it doesn't matter to the teacher! In fact, it's very simple. When working, don't just use brute force, you have to use cleverness!"

"Okay, you don't need to teach this! I'm asking you now how you can't get beaten with iron shavings and blisters! Didn't you hear it!"

"It's very simple! Hold the iron shovel! A pickaxe handle! An eight-pound hammer handle! When you hold any tool handle, you can hold it tightly, just like you hold a woman's hand! If you can grind it out, I will cut the head off for you as a ball and kick it!"

Wang Gang smiled bitterly

"What you said is better than what you sang, it doesn't hurt to hold your hands like that! You are just a monk who is crooked and chanting the wrong scriptures, and you are happy with me again! Besides, you are not Chinese football, what's the point of playing!"
Chapter completed!
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