Good and ugly

in the hall.

Jing Yin took the menu, and while trying to listen to the customer's order, she glanced uneasily at the three people who came in from outside, the leader she knew, that is, the gangster who often walked around the store, and the two behind him, carrying a tawny sack with something unknown, seemed to be heavy, and the three of them walked straight to the backyard.

When he turned around after remembering the menu, he didn't see Qin Fan and Weiwei at the bar, and Jing Yin suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the store seemed a little weird.

Jing Yin walked to the back hall with doubts to hand over the order, and as soon as she walked to the back hall, she saw two people carrying sacks, standing at the door of the material room next to the back hall with their arms crossed, Jing Yin wanted to take a closer look, but saw one of them waved his hand at her, signaling her to leave.

Confused, Jingyin returned to the hall and wondered what was going on inside.

There were five people standing in the small material room, and the room was extremely crowded. Qin Fan had a calm face, watching Zhen Bing untie the rope at the mouth of the sack, revealing He Dong, whose face was pale, his mouth was tightly gagged, his arms were also tied firmly, and one of his calves was strangely bent, obviously broken.

Zhenzi and Weiwei behind Qin Fan exclaimed in a low voice, Zhen Bing handed over a student ID card and half a photo, and said in a low voice: "It has been checked, it is indeed this person." ”

Qin Fan took it and looked at it carefully, the photo on the student ID card that had been fraudulently changed was the same person as the person in the half of the photo given to Zhen Bing before, and then looked carefully at He Dong, who was sitting on the ground, it was indeed the person in the photo, before Qin Fan could ask, Zhenzi behind him suddenly cried, turned to Qin Fan, knelt down and begged mournfully: "Qin Shao, Qin Shao, I, I don't hate him anymore, beg Qin Shao to let him go." ”

He looked at Zhenzi slightly dumbfounded, and suddenly shouted: "Zhenzi! You are crazy! Have you not been deceived enough? You still plead for this scum?"

Zhenzi didn't seem to listen to Weiwei's words, looked at Qin Fan with tears in her eyes, and snorted: "Qin Shao, I really don't hate him......"

Qin Fan looked down at Zhenzi for a while, and sighed secretly, this kind girl, forget the pain after the scar, seeing He Dong's miserable appearance, she must have been moved by compassion, and then she was afraid that Qin Fan would beat him to death, after all, this was her first love, maybe she was still thinking in her heart: Did she tell him that day that she was pregnant and scared him away, she never thought that the person in front of her was a liar!

looked at Qin Fan slightly, and then looked at Zhenzi, who was crying miserably, and after being stunned, he stomped his feet angrily, turned around and walked out.

"Zhenzi, have you thought about it?" Qin Fan asked, Zhenzi lowered her head and nodded.

Qin Fan was no longer verbose, so he asked Zhen Bing to stuff He Dong into the sack again and tie the mouth of the bag, and after a few words of low command, he turned around and walked out of the door of the material room, not bothering to look at Zhenzi again.

Seeing Qin Fan coming out, he stomped his feet slightly and scolded in a low voice: "This Zhenzi is simply dizzy, no, I can't let that kid go!"

"Well, that's all we can do, and if we continue, we'll be hated. Qin Fan persuaded. At this time, behind the two of them, Zhen Bing led the two of them to walk out of the door carrying the bulging sacks, and Qin Fan called Zhen Bing: "After finishing the business, come back and take the money for the broken leg." ”

Looking at the three people who left slightly, he said to Qin Fan: "I asked them to break their legs, and I will pay for this." ”

Qin Fan glared at her: "Do you have too much money, if you have money, send it to the two of you, it's nothing for you, go out and do things." He let out a slight "oh" and walked towards the hall with his head down.

Qin Fan turned around, looked at Zhenzi, who was still leaning on the door of the material room and was stupid, and shouted, "Wake up, don't do things yet!"

Qin Fan, who was standing in the backyard, looked at the back of Zhenzi leaving, and felt aggrieved in his heart, the girl at this time was simply too simple; Zhenzi is not bad like this, think about those female college students who were deceived by some rural aunts to remote mountainous areas and marry local old men, compared with them, Zhenzi doesn't know how many times luckier.

Jing Yin still couldn't hold back her curiosity, and ran over and asked, "You guys are mysterious, what bad things are you going to do?"

Qin Fan smiled and scratched Jing Yin's nose: "What's the bad thing?" Those few people just carried a sack of goods and came to ask me if I wanted it, I can see it." As soon as the fingers slid down the tip of his nose, he was stuck under Jing Yin's nose, and his slender fingers could still feel Jing Yin's rapid breathing, and both of them were stunned.

"Nasty, your nose is about to scratch you. Jing Yin blushed and ran back to the front.

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Zhen Bing came alone.

"It's done?" Qin Fan asked.

"As you instructed, put him at the door of the school security department. Zhen Bing still replied with a hunched waist.

"Okay, okay, give, two thousand, take it. Qin Fan counted out two thousand and handed it over.

Zhen Bing deduced that this should be done, and resolutely didn't want money, Qin Fan asked strangely: "You don't want money, what should you do with the junior brother below?" If you do this, your subordinates will run away." ”

Zhen Bing hesitated, but still shirked.

"Say, you don't want money, so what do you want?" Qin Fan didn't believe that he didn't have other plans.

Zhen Bing snorted: "I want to learn kung fu from Qin Shao, I don't know if Qin Shaoken will teach me?"

"I don't know kung fu, what can I learn from me?" Qin Fan said with a smile, telling the truth, he had learned the volley of the three-legged cat, but recently he found that the speed of his shot seemed to be faster than before.

"But that day, you ......," Zhen Bing asked tentatively.

"Oh, you said that day, I was just a little quicker than them. Qin Fan said perfunctorily.

"Qin Shao, how can you practice fast?" asked Zhen Bing as if he was determined.

"Do you really want to practice?"

"I really want to practice!" Zhen Bing said resolutely. Qin Fan thought for a while and said, "That's it, you go back to practice the foundation first." ”

Zhen Bing said excitedly: "How to practice?"

"You go back, first draw a circle on the ground, the diameter is two meters, hang eight sandbags above the circle, swing from time to time in eight directions to the center, you must stand in the middle, move and dodge and can't get out of the circle, when not to be hit by sandbags, the foundation of this first step is almost practiced. Qin Fan patiently explained.

In the end, Zhen Bing only took 1,000 yuan and left diligently, eager to do what Qin Shao said overnight.

Qin Fan slowly walked into the hall, caught a glimpse of Weiwei still comforting Zhenzi, shook his head, Weiwei was also a knife mouth, but Jingyin was sitting on the empty chair with her cheeks on her cheeks and thinking about it, and the flush on her face seemed to have not faded.

At this time, there was only one table of guests left in the hall, and the guests were two young people.

"It's okay, you just go back and rest early. Qin Fan said softly.

"Hey, you're going to scare me to death. Jing Yin suddenly heard the words behind her, and Jing Yin, who was stunned, jumped up in shock, picked up her small fist and slammed it straight at Qin Fan.

Qin Fan still suffers from this good thing. Jing Yin slapped it twice, and found that she was almost coquettish, and her snow-white skin was dyed red again.

Qin Fan looked at the shy Jingyin, and the old man's heart also rippled slightly, thinking of Xu Zhimo's "Shayanara":

The most is the gentleness of the bowed head,

Like a water lotus flower, it is not enough to be shy in the cool breeze,

A precious word,

A precious word,

There was sweet sorrow in that cherished sound