695 Whose disciple are you?
Some people are born domineering, and some people are born different, such as the little Buddha in front of me, and for example, the man named Zhao Chenghu I once met by coincidence, the temperament of this kind of person cannot be imitated by others.
After a sonorous and powerful scolding, Yang Chen's cheeks turned red as if he had been shaved a few big ears, his lips squirmed a few times, and he glanced at the little Buddha with resentment, and then buried his head and walked towards the outside of the square, and the group of ponies who came with him immediately ran out with their crotches in their crotches.
"Grass Te Mad, are the children so crazy now? I don't feel relieved that I don't feel relieved by the two bullets of the Golden Triangle gun. The little Buddha spat rudely, turned his head to look at me, and said in a commanding tone, "You come with me." ”
I coughed and laughed twice: "What's that.". Buddha.. I might have something to do later. ”
Uncle Qi told me that the king's gang of war criminals are now trading from abroad, especially in some extremely war-torn countries, so I have always told myself that I must keep my distance from those people, which is also the main reason why I obviously have the title of "Golden Sun" company, but I have never been willing to be too close to Cheng Zhiyuan.
Hearing my resignation, the little Buddha turned his head suddenly, and his snake-like eyes stayed on my face for a few seconds before asking, "What? ”
Gao Cangyu patted me on the back and reminded me in a whisper: "Let's go, it's okay for you." ”
The little Buddha glanced at Ye Letian, who was also a little cramped, and asked in a loud voice: "Do you still have something to do?" By the way, go back and ask Lao Ye to get me some more big red robes, he gave me last time, I accidentally lost it." ”
"Okay. Ye Letian shrank his neck as if relieved, and smiled at me very unrighteously: "Lang Lang, let's make a date tomorrow." ”
Without waiting for me to continue to say anything, Ye Letian's two little short legs had already rushed out of the square very quickly.
A few minutes later, I followed the little Buddha and Gao Cangyu into the private room in the shape of a yurt.
The room is simply a VIP in P, high-end wool carpet flooring, a round table is installed on a low kang similar to tatami mats, four or five people sit on the kang while drinking and chatting, a smokeless barbecue machine is set up near the corner, and a smoked butter suckling sheep exudes an intoxicating fragrance.
Two young girls dressed in national costumes leaned against the doorway, playing the horse-head fiddle and chanting softly.
I glanced at the people sitting on the kang, good guys, all familiar faces, Cheng Zhiyuan, the boss of Golden Sun, Chen Huajiao, the big man of our county, and Brother Lu, Fat Man and Wang Xing, who have a good relationship with me.
Brother Lu was the first to wave at me and say hello: "Yo, little beast, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”
Chen Huajiao held an iron skewer and muttered dissatisfiedly while picking his teeth: "Brother, why do you sound so responsive, he is a little beast, so what am I?"
"Rub, I praised him for having a chicken feather relationship with you, as if you two had the same DNA. Brother Lu rolled his eyes, and then as if he remembered something, he waved his hand again and again: "Oh sorry, I forgot about that stubble, I'm sorry, I'll punish myself." ”
Looking at the big ones in this room, the cold sweat on my back instantly flashed, and the juniors shrank their necks in turn to greet them: "Brother Temptation, Brother Yuan, Brother Hua, Brother Fat, Brother Xing, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”
Chen Huajiao blinked at me twice inexplicably: "Just call my brother in the future, otherwise it will be easy to rectify the generation." ”
Cheng Zhiyuan smiled slightly, patted the vacant seat next to him and said, "Come up and sit." ”