The Heartthrob Becomes An NPC In the Supernatural Live Broadcast

When the painter pretended to pass by inadvertently for the fourth time.

Su Nanzhi finally couldn't take it anymore.

He hid behind the boss, pitifully.

The little faces are all wrinkled together.

The boss laughed at him: "What are you afraid of?"

Su Nanzhi shook her hair, stretched out her fingers like young bamboo shoots, and pointed at the person opposite.

"He kept staring at me, very scary!"

But Su Nanzhi also felt that if he was afraid just because the other party was staring at him, wouldn't it appear that he was very guilty?

So Su Nanzhi added: "Actually, there have been some strange things happening around me recently, and I'm afraid."

The boss is a reliable adult man who doesn't wear red long johns.

He squinted his eyes, and there was a hint of "I'm a bit crazy, don't mess with me" in his stiff facial features.

Su Nanzhi thought she had to say more to show her credibility.

But the boss didn't give him a chance.

He directly stepped on his crackling flip-flops, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, worth 10 RMB a pack, full of manly pride.

At first glance, it is the old cancer of this street.

He wears a leather skirt and black clothes.

With an unruly hairstyle, impatient brows.

He doesn't even need to act, just take two steps forward, and he's the one who collects protection money.

【Grass, a kind of plant, why is this man a bit handsome? ? ? 】

【Boss: I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary pork seller. 】

【"Ordinary"】

[An ordinary me, an ordinary tug! 】

[Brother, drink iced coke, and I will give you all the protection money! ! ! 】

【Ahhhhhh, "office cp" is too good to eat! ! ! 】

[Woooo, I'm already obsessed with the pork seller downstairs! ! 】

Although the boss doesn't look like a good person, it doesn't prevent Su Nanzhi's eyes from shining.

The boss grabbed a group and walked to the painter in two or three steps.

With a cigarette in one hand, he looked at the painter with lazily half-closed eyes.

With half of his face smiling, he let out a mouthful of eyes.

"Why, are you interested in my brother?"

He tilted his head lazily.

"Ok?"

The tall body of the boss is very oppressive.

In the first place, the shadow cast by his figure is like a big hand, which can tear the person in front of him to pieces at any time.

The painter swallowed without a trace, and said something he wanted to die.

"Then... can I?"

"Can't!"

The boss thought that the other party was a smart person, and if he was slightly intimidated, he should understand everything.

I didn't expect the other party's mind to be full of mud!

The boss is a person who fights the world with his fists. If he is upset, it is you-mother who beats you, which is unreasonable.

At this moment, he just felt that he was upset, so he lifted his eyelids while holding the other party's collar.

One lightly slapped the opponent.

"Under the bridge hole, there is a house with a lock, you go and ask."

painter:"???"

[Ahem, ahem, brother is also handsome when he curses! ! ! 】

[Translate for everyone: Are you worthy?How many do you have? ? 】

[Civilized swearing, has everyone learned it? 】

The boss thinks that he should be annoying when he was a child.

He especially likes his fists, there's a thing about violence.

like now.

He picked up the painter, directly slammed people into those obscene oil paintings, and cursed.

"Grass!"

"Did you draw something?!!!"

"Oh shit!"

That painting touched the boss's displeasure point——

The young master Jingui on the screen is basically naked all over, and the chest and some important parts have been slightly treated, which are a few cherries and a rose.

And his scattered teardrops turned into a huge fish, and the ocean behind him was all blood red.

The young master died on the ocean.

Astringent and full of fear of death.

I have to admit that when I saw the boy on the screen.

His heart stopped for a moment.

I was sweating cold all over.

But he is content with that ulterior temptation.

This is the temptation from the soul.

[Mist Grass! ! !This is a master! ! 】【SRDS, beating must be good, but no one wants the surroundings? ? ? 】

[Woooooo, I want it! ! 】

[Thanks to the artist for his great support, our young master's popularity is about to break 90W! !Everyone hurry up! ! ! 】

【Hiss... this painter is probably a doctor, right?I really can't think of anyone other than the doctor who would be so perverted! 】

[...Modama!I want to see the painter's stock! ! ! 】

The boss is completely angry.

He is so angry that he can ignore everything.

He directly raised the other party and hit the drawing board with his head.

"What the hell are you! Aren't you disgusting yourself?"

Unlike the boss, the painter is a gentleman from the beginning to the end.

Apart from his strange personality, he is basically a civilized person who doesn't like to communicate, doesn't like to talk, and likes to read.

After being hit hard on the head a few times, his head was basically bleeding.

Due to the big action, his picture album "crashed" scattered down.

Basically all of them are Su Nanzhi's YY pictures.

Dressed in women's clothes - wearing only a black corset.

There are also a lot of stream-of-consciousness, for example, he has become a cake and is being eaten bit by bit.

There are also cute pets, cats and rabbits.

All kinds, everything.

The boss's face turned red instantly, and he didn't know whether he was angry or angry.

The cigarette he always smoked broke into two pieces.

It was bitten off by him alive.

Now, there is still half of the bitter cigarette butt in his mouth, but he wants it very much.

He closed his eyes and tightened his jaw.

The painter spat out a mouthful of blood, with a mocking smile on his pale face.

He looked at the boss with a certain look, and stepped on the second mine.

"Hey, stop pretending, you're reacting."

Boss: "...you are dead."

[This look: You are already a corpse. 】

[Haha, okay, lsp per capita! 】

[Everyone should know that the boss is just an ordinary man! ! ! 】

【He's a very normal man, what's your initial reaction?It’s not cough cough cough...]

[My young master is indeed the best! ! ! 】

[Buy stocks and buy them! ! !It's over, I actually think that the young master can match anyone! ! ! 】

【Grass, why is this dungeon the same as the previous two dungeons of Senior Nan Zhi? ? 】

【Thinking too much, it is impossible for Baby Nanzhi to appear in this dungeon. 】

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Never thought.

When seeing the first picture, the boss had a strange feeling.

It was like a flame, but more exuberant than a flame.

When the hypocrisy was ruthlessly exposed, the boss didn't feel ashamed, but suddenly realized.

The question that he might not have time to think about was quite successfully pointed out by an outsider.

Kind of good.

The boss swallowed the taste in his mouth.

Mixed with endless desire-desire and bitterness, swallowed into the body together.

He raised his eyelids.

Eyes are fully open.

Upon closer inspection, there was another cluster of flames in his pupils.

But very sincere and hot.

He stared blankly at the painter, punching him to death.

People around looked afraid to speak.

"Hey, it's him again!"

"If this continues, that poor little boy will be beaten to death,"

"If you kill the owner of the pork shop, you will go to jail, right?"

"Where will I sell sausages in the future?"

The black suit stretched out his voice: "Tsk, it's unbelievable, to actually draw those pictures... Tsk tsk tsk."

Su Nanzhi swallowed, because she saw some not-so-good paintings and felt a little depressed.

But seeing that the opponent was about to kill someone, Su Nanzhi hurried forward to stop him.

"Boss, stop beating! If you continue beating, you will go to jail!"

At this moment, the boss has lost his mind a little.

He punched one after another, and the flames all over his body frantically hit his tailbone.

Because of the evil fire that could not be vented, his eyes were red.

Almost out of control.

But when he saw the soft young master running over and hugging him.

The fire suddenly disappeared.

A sweetness that is more satisfying than smoking a pack of cigarettes surges up.

Su Nanzhi had tears in her eyes: "Stop beating, really stop beating!!"

The boss withdrew his hand, didn't take the cigarette, and it didn't matter. He took a breath: "Well, okay, I'll listen to you."

Su Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief, but tears fell instead.

"Why do you cry so much?" The boss wanted to reach out his hand to wipe his tears, but when he saw his mottled hands, he threw a pack of paper over, "Hey, if you can get a pack of paper from a man like me, you are considered Not bad. Wipe yourself for a while, and I'll go throw out the trash."

[The boss really smells really good! ! 】

[I bet, the boss will definitely be a rascal in the future! ! ! 】

[Wooooow, the boss is not allowed to poke the mouth of his subordinates! ! !Damn, it's too sweet! ! ! 】

[Eclectic men like the boss usually don't wear paper on them, because they usually find someone to rob hahaha! !So... this is really the only tenderness in the whole world ahhhhhhhhhh—]

[And, the young master's career fans are very grateful for the hot spots provided by the artist, as well as Brother Pork's strong support! ! !My wife became the first one to break 100 million! ! ! ! 】

Throwing trash, literally throwing trash.

The boss walked up to the painter who had been beaten into a pig's head.

The painter swallowed and was thrown out by the boss.

Due to the special geographical location of the old community, the artist was almost hit and killed by a passing vehicle when he was thrown out.

The boss patted the dirty things on his hands and said, "Thank you, I'm also a pervert. I've known about this since I was only in elementary school."

He raised the paintings in his hand: "Don't make up his mind, even if he isn't mine, he won't be yours either. I hope you know."

[Shasha! !Husband is so handsome! ! ! 】

[Wooooow, the country owes her boyfriend! ! ! 】

[Buy stocks and buy them, family cp, office cp, 23rd floor cp, who do you support? ? ? 】

[Children make choices, I want them all (ruthlessly). 】

When the boss returned to the pork shop, Su Nanzhi was still wiping away tears.

Poor and pitiful.

"Grass." The boss really didn't understand.

How can there be someone in this world with such long eyelashes, even if they are long, they are still dense.

When tears hang on it, it looks like stars are dotted.

The boss walked over as if fascinated.

She touched his cheek and kissed him.

Licking away his tears little by little.

Oh shit.

More addictive than smoking.

lasting.

Still cool.

Su Nanzhi was forced to sit on the boss' lap.

The soft two pieces seem to lean against a volcano.

piping hot.

hot.

Brewing the power of a cosmic explosion.

"...You...that's um (two beeps)." Su Nanzhi felt uncomfortable when he was burned. He recalled the ferocious beating by the boss just now, and worried: "How long have you been in this situation?"

It was scorching hot outside.

A dead straight guy is hot from the inside out.

After thinking about it, he couldn't say that he was short on time.

then.

The boss's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "It's been a day, isn't it amazing?"

"It can be saved..." But when he hit someone just now, his eyes were red, and he looked very dazed: "It should be curable, right?"

The boss seems to have noticed something.

He raised his eyebrows.

The disordered channel came back inexplicably and unanimously.

The boss grabbed Su Nanzhi's hand and moved it to himself.

"You help me with the doctor? Huh?"

The author has something to say: Su Nanzhi QWQ: Playing hooligans——

The butler took the knife: Who moved my little prince?

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Translate by yourself, cough cough cough.

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You have been cold to me.woo woo woo, heart broken