The great master lived up to his reputation, and was nearly two meters tall. It is a miracle that most prisoners can still have a wide body and fat body in the dungeon where most prisoners show their pale face and thin skin.

As the most loyal subordinate of Mr. Fru's master, the great master nodded and stood up to greet Mu Su alone.

The monkey head, who knew everything, whispered in Mu Su's origin, and guessed in his heart.

I always feel that the visitor is not good, did the new and boss provoke him...?

The Red Ghost was secretly happy. Could it be that the opportunity has come?

The great master walked to Mu Su and others, looked down at Mu Su with his face and said, "Wu Lao shouted you over...please."

However, he thought that Wrink would make him politely, so he added a word temporarily. Although it sounded a little strange... it would be enough to have the meaning.

As he said that, he turned his body sideways, allowing Mu Su to see the wrinkled old man surrounded by the leader not far away.

The thin old man I saw yesterday nodded to him friendly.

Mu Su thought about it and felt that it was unlikely that he would eat chicken as the leader, so he might as well continue to eat and drink there.

When he thought of this, he nodded without saying a word and signaled the great master to lead the way.

The group walked over, and the monkey head was extremely excited and kept saying excitedly: "Boss, you actually know Mr. Wrink!"

The red ghost was even more ashamed, thinking that why did he provoke such a guy? Why did he just look so blind...

When he came close, Old Old Fru's men stood up one after another and stood behind him.

"Please sit down." The old wrinkled old man spread his palms and signaled Mu Su to sit down.

Needless to say that Mu Su was already sitting there, staring at the roast chicken with his eyes fixed on the fish.

It’s not that he likes to eat roast chicken, but mainly because others can only eat thick snot and constipation, but he eats roast chicken himself. This sense of superiority in status makes Mu Su intoxicated. This is why he wants a dungeon.

Contend for hegemony.

Mu Su Xinshou's subordinates were not so calm. The leader behind Mr. Fru was the same level as Mu Su for the time being, and even had more than 100 subordinates, and the Raptors who managed more than a dozen prison cells were there, and they really didn't dare to get close to him.

, he could only curl into a ball four or five meters away and stood.

Only the monkey head was firmly determined that Mu Su was the thigh, and he stood behind Mu Su with his chest raised his head, which was very conscious of protecting him.

The two sides were in opposition, and this scene gradually attracted the attention of the prisoners around them, and they looked at them secretly, especially Mu Su who was looking at him.

He looked at the monkey's head with a little appreciation, and looked at Mu Su with a wrinkled smile on his face. He gently pushed the roast chicken on the table over: "Do you like it? This is for you."

"snort"

Mu Su sprayed a ball of air from his nose, pulled his lips from the corner of his mouth, and looked arrogant.

When a group of people thought Mu Su would push Mr. Fru's show of kindness, he suddenly had sharp eyes and raised his right arm to tie his hands into a knife!

The leaders thought Mu Su was going to do something, but their bodies became tense, but at this moment, Mu Su moved!

His hand knife wrapped the sharp sound of breaking through the air, and fell straight into the breast of the roast chicken like a sky-opening axe. How could the fragile chicken breast withstand such gravity? It immediately sunk, and the white inner and hot air vented out of the sunken place.

Mu Su's upper body was still motionless, and only his hand knife was raging quickly. This greasy and cruel scene made the boss behind Old Wrinkled squint his eyes.

Half a minute later, Mu Su breathed lightly and stopped working.

Slap

Mr. Fru couldn't help but applaud: "I'm very skilled in my hand and has a great style."

On the plate, a whole roast chicken had been removed from eight pieces, and some residue and oil stains were splashed on the table.

The leaders and leaders discussed, "It's just a knife skill, and it seems that there is no problem to say this later."

What's going on? Why did this kid go crazy? Why did the boss go crazy?

Mu Su maintained an unfathomable smile. Under the table that no one saw, the greasy palm hung down weakly and trembled slightly.

The chicken bone is a tough guy, and he is showing off his power... I don’t know if there is a medical room in the dungeon, so it’s better to lie down in it.

Even so, Mu Su was very satisfied with the shocked and dull expressions of the leaders. It was a pity that he could not speak, otherwise he would have to say the previous sentence: Did you see it? I was so cruel that when I was dismembered, my hand was raised and my eyes would not blink.

!

After falling down his palm, Frug Lao Rao was interested in looking at Mu Su's men: "It's very fast. He has become the chief of the cell after only one day of missing."

"Um"

Mu Su made a light and um in his nose, and he pinched a piece of chicken butt with his left hand and handed it to the back of his head.

"Thank you, boss!"

Monkey Head couldn't believe that he could get the reward. He touched the chicken's butt with both hands, swallowed and stuffed it into his mouth to chew it. As he ate, tears came down.

I miss my mother's chicken ass...

The subordinates who dared not approached a few meters away were all jealous. Even the chicken butt was a rare and delicious food that they could not reach.

The red ghost couldn't help but open and close the monkey's mouth, as if he was the one who ate the chicken's butt.

Mu Su's attitude made the leaders dissatisfied. A fat man appeared on his face and said coldly: "We are always talking to you."

Mu Su, who could only conduct specific communication, had a lit up his eyes and said with a little confusion: "I don't understand what this means?"

"Are you pretending to be stupid?"

Mu Su frowned slightly and said, "Are we really going to do this?"

"I don't know what I know"

A figure rushed out and was stopped by the wrinkled old man.

The man said unwillingly: "Boss, wouldn't he teach a lesson if he is so arrogant?"

The other leaders also looked angry.

Old Wrinkled, shook his head gently, looked at Mu Su, leaned forward slightly and said, "You have been repeating these words... Did the Black Wizard do anything to you?"

Mu Su's disguised calmness disappeared in an instant, and he nodded quickly with his eyes wide open.

No, the person who killed Qiandao not only refused to take off his pants, but now he doesn’t even want to say anything. It just thinks that my life is so comfortable! I will go to its computer room tomorrow to draw the regular text!

Suddenly, a confidant appeared, and Mu Su was deeply touched. In order to make him believe, he quickly said three sentences he could: "I need help, I don't understand what this means, are we really going to do this!"

The others were confused when they heard this, but Mr. Fru had a little clarity and asked him: "Do you say only these three sentences?"

Mu Su nodded again.

"Do you think we are three-year-olds? Will you believe this?" Dade sneered.

The Raptor, who is stronger than him, but has a brain than him, laughed and said, "Did you forget that we were caught by something? It's easy for wizards to do it. Even if you can't even think of this, you'd better change your nickname to Dasha.

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"What did you say!"

"Okay, stop arguing..." Old Master Fruit said helplessly, and the two of them quickly stopped. He continued to say to Mu Su: "Okay, my friend, I just want to get to know you, we have a long way to go."

Is he sending off a guest?

Mu Su reacted, got up and left, walked not far away, and then returned to the eyes of the crowd, picked up the hand-handed chicken and trot away.
Chapter completed!