Four of us said suspiciously: "Don't be afraid of medical treatment..."

Boss Dick hurriedly clarified: "I hurt my waist when I moved the wine barrel! I plan to ask you to hire a worker for the alcohol expenses for the past few months! You can stop me!"

Boss Dart quickly discovered Huadian: "I'm really hurting my waist... Why did you stand up so quickly just now?"

Boss Dick was stunned when he heard this, then covered his old waist and burst into a shocking scream.

Later, according to Perbuli's statistics, after hearing the tragic scream that day, their chicken farm reduced the egg production by a full third of that day.

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"Ah... Come and help me up, my waist twisted..." Boss Dick was lying on the ground and wailing.

But Boss Dart poured the wine calmly, "It's good if the key parts are fine."

Boss Dick gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think I look like I'm fine?! Help me up!"

Boss Jeff looked on with malicious intentions and said, "It's enough to get up there, it's so comfortable for you to lie down!"

Boss Dick roared: "Bastard! Why do you only care about my lower body? I'm almost broken in two parts now!"

Thomas Train is indeed more responsible. As the mayor, he couldn't bear to see Boss Dick suffer, so he finally bent down and stretched out his hand...

He pried open Boss Dick's tightly clenched hand and put the note with the phone number into his pocket.

I also sighed. Nothing happened to Dick's boss Dick, that's a big deal, and nothing else is worth mentioning.

It's really gratifying, gratifying...

"Hey, Boss Dick, why are you lying here?"

Cliff, who turned into a street-street looking for a job these two days, walked back to the tavern and immediately saw Boss Dick lying on the ground.

Originally, according to the simple nature of this young man, he would definitely come forward to help, but not only did Dick lie on his back, but also Old Sebala lying on the opposite side. The two of them occupied the ground in a symmetrical shape, distributed one by one, one by one, and one by one, as if they were performing some mysterious ritual, which made Cliff dare not act rashly.

So he turned his eyes to me, the good brother.

"Don't help, Boss Dick is playing the game of 'Who moves first, who is the turtle' with Sebala. You don't want Boss Dick to turn into a turtle fairy, right?"

Cliff scratched his head, "But Marcus, Old Sebala was obviously asleep, while Boss Dick looked very painful..."

I explained: "That's right! You see, Boss Dick is still persevering in such pain. Do you have the heart to destroy his efforts?"

Cliff immediately realized: "Oh! I understand!"
Chapter completed!