Invincible how lonely

Chapter 9 TVs are all broken

"Queen, are you so brave that you actually lied to me to ask for my wife?"

"I don't dare. No human woman is worthy of the Demon Lord." While apologizing, Hou Qing also did not forget to flatter him.

Bai Ye flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said calmly: "Don't think that because I have followed a few dramas, you think that I long for that kind of love that is as retarded as a retard."

"Yes, yes, my subordinates dare not speculate on the Demon Lord's thoughts."

"Then I will punish you by drinking one more can of beer today."

"..."

Lord Demon Lord, why not give your subordinates death?

Arriving outside the new house, Hou Qing took out the key and opened the door.

"Master, please."

Bai Ye stepped into the house and immediately spread his arms: "Queen, this will be our base from now on!"

"Yes! This will be the starting point of Lord Demon Lord!"

"Cook the rice first."

"Yes!"

After a while, Hou Qing said in disbelief: "Master Demon Lord! There is no electricity!"

Bai Ye was holding the TV remote control and was wondering. When he heard Hou Qing's words, Bai Ye said in a low voice: "I already know! This humble human being can't even bear to pay the electricity bill!"

"Lord Demon Lord! Stop the water supply!"

"****"

Hou Qing swallowed his saliva and looked at Lord Demon Lord, and he actually cursed.

"Lord Demon King! The refrigerator is also broken."

"So does the television."

"Lord Demon King! All the home appliances are broken!!! Please allow me to go down and kill this cunning human being!"

Bai Ye took a deep breath, really wanting to kill you.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? Pay the electricity and water bills, and increase the broadband. Otherwise, how can I catch up on dramas? I don't know that data traffic is very expensive!"

"I'm going to do it right now, but the broadband may not be available until tomorrow." Hou Qing said apologetically. As a subordinate of the Demon Lord, if he didn't get the matter done well, he would have to die to apologize and drink more later. Jar, it depends on God whether he dies or not.

Bai Ye was helpless: "Forget it, let's order fried chicken rice. Let's just deal with it tonight. I originally wanted to celebrate."

"It has ruined the Demon Lord's interest, and my subordinates are extremely ashamed."

Bai Ye directly placed a can of beer in front of Hou Qing: "You are bored, I forgive you for your mistake."

Houqing: "·······"

Enduring the pain in his heart, Hou Qing opened it and raised his head in confusion.

It felt like drinking horse urine, and I burped after drinking it.

After a few moments, I felt my stomach churn and I ran straight to the bathroom.

The sound of Hou Qing vomiting suddenly sounded in the bathroom. No one could vomit the originator of zombies like this.

After a while, Hou Qing walked out of the bathroom with a defeated look on his face, his eyes turned scarlet, as if his true colors were about to be revealed.

Bai Ye glanced at it silently: "That's all for a can of beer. Practice more."

"Lord Demon Lord, this subordinate has a physical problem and has embarrassed Lord Demon Lord."

"Forget it, I decided to make fried rice noodles tomorrow."

"Do you still need the people below to send you dragon meat?" Hou Qing asked respectfully.

"Dragon meat will affect the chewiness of the rice noodles, so I asked someone to chop it into pieces."

After hearing this, Hou Qing's eyes lit up and he cupped his hands and said, "As expected of Lord Demon King, the meat of this Nether Silkworm Nine Mist Bird is tender and sweet, and its blood is even more fragrant. It can replace cooking oil and make stir-fried dishes." Pho, that would be delicious.”

"It's a pity that no one understands me."

"How can humans understand the Demon King? This is normal." Hou Qing said with a chuckle. "That's all."

"Then Demon King, how much will a bowl of fried rice noodles cost tomorrow? Will you consider it?"

"Queen, do you think I will lower my status?"

Hou Qing looked at the hot strips in front of Demon Lord and said seriously: "Demon Lord is so noble, so he will definitely not do it."

"That's natural, just eat it."

"I dare not sit on an equal footing with the Demon King."

"I see you don't want to enjoy the delicious food with me!"

Hou Qing immediately sat down and ate the fatal food without changing his expression.

However, at this time, Viagra was driving a ten-hand Ferrari F430, speeding down the road with the woman beside him, accepting the envy of passers-by.

The proud feeling in my heart came instantly.

The woman sitting in the passenger seat was playing with her mobile phone calmly, pretending not to care, but in fact she was just hiding her pride.

However, at this moment, Liao Wei's cell phone rang, and Liao Wei looked at the caller ID.

It was actually his father calling!

You won’t know it so soon!

But it’s already like this, can you still kill me?

So Liao Wei answered the phone.

"dad."

"I'll give you half an hour to come back! Otherwise I'll break your legs!" After saying that, he hung up the phone without any intention of joking.

Liao Wei felt a little nervous. In the past, he said he wanted to sell his old house, but his father scolded him severely and even beat him.

But besides, this old house was given to me by my grandma. It’s none of your business if I sell it. You won’t buy me a new Ferrari.

I drive a Porsche, let me drive a Civic.

"Feifei, I have something to do when I go back now." Liao Wei grinned. Feifei next to him is an Internet celebrity, so it's not easy to get hold of her. I originally wanted to do it tonight, but I guess there is no chance.

Ling Feifei, the passenger in the passenger seat, frowned: "Didn't you say that we would go to the bar to open spades and wash our hands? We agreed to take me to show off and take me to fly..."

Liao Wei swallowed and looked at others, they all said so...
You have to go anyway.

"Okay, let's talk about it after we play." When he thought of Ling Feifei's figure next to him, Liao Wei's mouth turned evil.

At around 3 o'clock in the morning, Liao Wei walked out of a hotel with satisfaction. The Ferrari car key in his hand was a powerful tool for showing off.

As long as you put it in your hand, it can attract the attention of young ladies.

Seeing the dozens of missed calls on his phone, Liao Wei didn't care. The worst he could do was get scolded when he went back.

Walking up to the Ferrari F430, Liao Wei stepped on the tires. Although it was a Ferrari, it still felt outdated and could not keep up with the trend.

Boom boom boom.

Even if it is an outdated Ferrari, it is not something that ordinary people can buy. Liao Wei drove it home with a roar.

In Longhu Community, Yanhai City, the house price here is about 8, which is considered a middle-to-upper-class community.

And Liao Wei still lives in a villa area, which shows that his family still has some money.

There were two cars outside the villa, a Range Rover and a Porsche Cayenne.

Liao Wei parked his Ferrari next to him and turned it off... He would only buy a car for himself. I'm afraid you picked it up outside.

After pressing his fingerprint, Liao Wei opened the door.

However, as soon as I opened it, a size 44 slipper was printed on it.

"I'm going to beat you to death today, you traitor!" A man with a sinister face rushed over with a golf club. This is Liao Wei's father, Liao Zhan. There are tattoos on his arms and chest. Not a good one.

The woman sitting next to her was quite elegant, but now she also had an angry look on her face.

(End of this chapter)