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Chapter 1347: Is the young master of the demon race skinned again today 22

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First defeat the young master, then go to defeat the demon king, and finally ascend the throne of the demon king and become the new demon king. At that time, set up a mahjong table in the palace, and ask the demons to enter the palace to play mahjong with him! Wu Lu arranged it in his heart.

The next moment the wonderful dream shattered into scum.

Wu Lu was beaten by a suspected demon.

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

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

Isn't he a genius? Isn't he the man who can be the Demon King

Why is he now being rubbed on the ground by a girl who looks younger than him

While playing, I asked him if he would accept it.

Of course he refused to accept it, but after saying these two words, he was beaten even worse.

From this side of the mahjong hall to the other, from the inside of the mahjong hall to the outside, and then to the inside.

Are you satisfied

I'm done!

If he continued like this, he was afraid that he would not be able to see the last side of his grandfather. I won't be able to play this novel Mahjong anymore.

In the end, Wu Lu was detained in a mahjong parlor with a bruised face.

Quite simply, the money is lost. The young master directly stood him upside down, shook out all the money on his body and gave it to Jiang Yi. That was won by Jiang Yi with his true ability, so why not 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 and mahjong, only Wu Lu's part-time work can deduct it.

Wu Lu wore a pig-headed face bitterly and was scrubbing mahjong.

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

"Your name is Wu Lu, you are the grandson of Burning Demon Zun, right? Don't say you are Demon Zun's grandson, even if you are Demon Zun's Lao Tzu or Demon Zun himself, you are not the opponent of our young master, and you are equally punished. Our young master is a dog."

"Just come and play. We welcome those who enter the museum to consume with both hands. As a result, if you don't consume well, you actually smash the museum. If you don't hit you, who will you hit?"

"Today, the young master's game is too light. You didn't see what happened to the first one who made trouble in our mahjong hall and was beaten by the young master."

"What?" Wu Lu asked dully.

"Look, you've been beaten into a pig's head, right, but you're still awake, and you can scrub mahjong work to offset your losses. After the first troublemaker was beaten up by the young master, let him All that was left was a pair of underwear, which was hung at the door all day and night."

"..." Wu Lu's hands stopped for a moment, and he couldn't help but ask again, "Then what happened to this troublemaker? Was he beaten to death by your young master?"

"No. When I played the second round of mahjong with you today, wasn't there Jiang Yi? One of the other two was him. Now he is a frequent visitor to the mahjong hall, and his skills are estimated to be in the top ten here." Taozi He pouted, "Last time I fought with him, and I lost. This bitch will compete for favor now. Now he is one of the stewards of our mahjong hall, and he is always diligent in front of the young master."

"Young Master has insulted him so much that he took off his underwear and hung it at the door, how can he turn his head to curry favor with the Young Master?" Wu Lu didn't understand.

"Young Master put a mask on him when he hung up on him, and others don't know it's him." Taozi said this with disapproval, and suddenly stood up with a smile on her face, "Young Master, are you here? "

"Well, dinner. Tonight's hot pot, I bought fresh beef." Tian Miao came over and glanced at the mahjong scrubbed in Wu Lu's hand, "It's still clean, let's stay and eat together."

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 cleaned by himself. . Wu Lu thought proudly, and after thinking about this, he was stunned again.

No, what did the young master just say

Leave him for dinner

Stop beating him

(End of this chapter)