Defeat this young master first, then defeat the demon king, and finally ascend to the throne of the demon king and become the new demon king. When the time comes, put a mahjong table in the palace and ask the demons to enter the palace to play mahjong with them! Wu Lu arranged the beauty in his heart.

The next moment, the wonderful dream was shattered into scum.

Wu Lu was beaten by the suspicious demon life.

The fight just now and the fight now are two different things.

Playing mahjong and being punched by fists are both typing, but the experience is completely different!

Isn't he a genius? Isn't he a man who can be a demon king?

Why is he now being pressed to the ground by a teenage girl who looks smaller than him?

While fighting, he asked him if he was convinced.

Of course he didn't accept it, but after saying these two words, he was beaten even worse.

From one side of the mahjong parlor to the other, from the inside of the mahjong parlor to the outside, and then to the inside.

Convincing or not?

Obey it!

If he continued to fight like this, he was afraid that he would not be able to see his grandfather's last face. I won't be able to play this novel mahjong anymore.

In the end, Wu Lu was detained in a mahjong parlor with a blue nose and swollen face.

Quite simply, the money is lost. The young master directly turned him upside down, shook out all the money on his body and gave it to Jiang Yi, that Jiang Yi won with his real ability, why didn't he give it to others? The young master ignored Jiang Yi's moved expression and gave him all the money.

As for the destroyed mahjong table mahjong or something, only Wulu part-time job can be deducted. Let's read books

Wu Lu was bitterly holding a pig's head face, scrubbing mahjong.

Momoko sat on the side, overseeing the work while eating, and taunting from time to time.

"Your name is Wu Lu, and you're the grandson of the Burning Demon Venerable, right? Don't say that you are the grandson of the Demon Venerable, even if you are the Lao Tzu of the Demon Venerable or the Demon Venerable himself, they are not the opponent of our young master, and they are beaten into dogs by our young master. ”

"You come to play, you come to play, we welcome you into the museum with both hands to consume, but you don't consume well, you actually smash the museum, who do you beat if you don't beat you?"

"Today's young master is light, haven't you seen the first one to make trouble in our mahjong parlor to be beaten by the young master."

"What?" Wu Lu asked sullenly.

"Look, you've been beaten into a pig's head, right, but you're still awake, and you can still scrub mahjong to offset the loss. After the first troublemaker was directly beaten by the young master, he was left with only a pair of underwear and hung at the door for a day and a night. ”

"......" Wu Lu paused, and couldn't help but ask again, "Then what happened to this troublemaker?" Were you beaten to death by your young master? ”

"Nope. When I played the second round of mahjong with you today, wasn't there a Jiang Yi, and one of the other two was him. Now he is a regular visitor to the mahjong parlor, and his skills are estimated to be in the top 10 here. Momoko pouted, "The last time I fought him, I lost." This dog thing, now it will compete for favor, and now it is one of the stewards of our mahjong parlor, and he is courteous in front of the young master all day long. ”

"The young master has insulted him so much that he has stripped off his underwear and hung it at the door, can he still turn his head and slap the young master?" Wu Lu didn't understand.

"The young master put a mask on him when he hung him, and others didn't know it was him." After Peaches said this disappreciatively, she suddenly stood up, and a smile bloomed on her face, "Young master, are you here?" ”

"Well, eat. Eat hot pot tonight, I asked people to buy fresh beef. Tianmiao walked over and glanced at the mahjong scrubbed in Wu Lu's hand, "It's quite clean, let's stay and eat together for a while." ”

Of course it's clean, Wu Lu looked at the clean mahjong in his hands, from childhood to adulthood, the clothes he wore in his house were all cleaned by himself, and he would clean them cleanly, and he couldn't stand a little dirty. Wu Lu thought proudly, and was stunned after thinking about this stubble.

No, what did the young master just say?

Leave him down for dinner?

Don't beat him up again?