Tomb Robber: My King, Fatty, Overwhelms Tombs

Fatty Wang: The night gave me a pair of black eyes, and asked me to dig graves to find treasures, and wave my sleeves so that I wouldn't leave even a hair on the owner of the tomb. Lao Hu: People light candles and ghosts blow out lamps. No, the candle is out. Fatty, put the baby down quickly and leave quickly. This is the rule. Fatty Wang: Rules? He raised his eyebrows and his face sank. Don't be shameless, my rules are rules, just say it. With a quick step, he walked up to the old Zongzi who had just picked up the corpse, grabbed his neck, lifted it up, and gave him a big blow. Old Zongzi: Young people, without moral ethics, dug my grave, snatched my treasures, and even beat up an old man who was hundreds of years old. Yingzi: Fat brother, your muscles are so hard and strong. People like you like this. Yang Xueli: Twenty thousand dollars, fat man, I've got you covered tonight. Yi Nanfeng: Take your time, tell the fat man, tonight I want two phoenixes to play a dragon. Fatty Wang: Holding his hands on his waist, he staggered, pulling Old Hu and Big Gold Tooth. I was hurt by the wine and sex, and I turned out to be so haggard. Lao Hu and Da Jinya looked at each other and hugged each other. Two lines of envious tears flowed from the corners of their mouths. They faded, faded, our revolutionary friendship faded... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.