Chapter Two Hundred and Eight: Xingyu Network Club

Sovereign Nightclub,

"Bao Dachang, I-grass-you-mom, Lao Tzu was almost killed by you, you know no!"

After returning to the nightclub, Xue Biao was still angry, gritted his teeth, pointed at Bao Dachang's nose, and scolded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

"Brother Biao, I'm sorry, I'm ...... I...... I didn't mean it, I don't know!" Bao Dachang said with a sad face: "That Ye Xing obviously lives in the same neighborhood as me, and the people who live there are ordinary people, he ...... Is he really that hard to mess with?"

"Hehe!" Xue Biao glanced at Bao Dachang lightly, and said with a smile: "You can try again, but I won't collect the body for you!"

Bao Dachang shuddered, shook his head again and again, and then wondered: "But we don't seem to have such a person in Luoxian-Hei-Dao-, what is the origin of this star brother? ”

"Brother Xing is indeed a recent college graduate, but although he is not mixed with the underworld, he is more terrifying than any of the underworlds. Brother Qiang once told me that Brother Xing's body has a murderous aura, his fighting ability is very perverted, and he can kick the entire martial arts hall including Brother Qiang alone, and not long ago, he easily defeated the American underground boxing champion Croft!" Xue Biao said in a deep voice: "I have to say that Bao Dachang-you-he-mother-is really bold enough, and he dares to be presumptuous in front of Brother Xing with four people, you must know that not to mention four horses, even forty is not enough." ”

Bao Dachang and the others were suddenly silent, they didn't know about the black boxing competition, but the matter of kicking the gym had already spread in the community. They really didn't know that the mysterious kicking master was actually Ye Xing. Bao Dachang couldn't help but recall that he had tripped twice in a row before, and suddenly realized that it was not a coincidence that he dared to love that he was tripped over, let alone an evil incident, but that young man's fighting ability far surpassed his own, and he was playing.

"Okay, Bao Dachang, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, you can pack your luggage and get out by yourself!" Xue Biao said lightly.

"Brother Biao, don't, I've been mixed up for years to get to this position, don't drive me away. Bao Dachang hurriedly pleaded: "Brother Biao, I followed you like this-"

"The problem is that I'm ****** mud bodhisattva crossing the river now, and it's hard to protect myself!" Xue Biao said with a sad face: "Today's matter, if Brother Qiang knows, it is estimated that my position will not be guaranteed." ”

"Then what should I do! Brother Biao, you are Brother Qiang's right-hand man, please intercede with him!" Bao Dachang panicked all of a sudden, he really didn't want to leave the club. After all, after being mixed for so long, I have a little status in the nightclub, and my life is quite nourishing. If you leave, you will have to start over, and the future will be confused.

"It's not very useful to intercede with Brother Qiang, it depends on Brother Xing, if you can get Brother Xing's understanding, as long as he says a word, let alone let you come back, even if it is the position of the leader of this nightclub, it will be easy. Xue Biao sighed and said, "Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, you can go and find another way to make a living!"

……

The night breeze was blowing, and the black clouds covered the moonlight, and the night was like ink.

The icy streets are filled with cars and cars, and the neon signs of the shops on both sides flicker and bloom with colorful brilliance.

"Jingle bell! you are my little apple, I can't love you too much, red ......"

Walking to the commercial street of Binghai New Town, the mobile phone ringtone in his pocket suddenly rang. Ye Xing immediately took out his mobile phone, swiped the mobile phone screen, and connected the phone.

"Hey, hello, is this Dr. Ye? yes, I'm—" The voice of an unfamiliar man came from the phone.

"I'm sorry, you made the wrong call, I'm not a doctor!" Ye Xing's eyes moved, and he hung up the phone directly.

It was obvious that the strange man had either really made the wrong phone call, or had come to seek medical attention. The last time Yiming Clinic happened, it is estimated that someone already knew Ye Xing's medical skills, so it is really not surprising that someone called to seek medical treatment.

It's just that Ye Xing is not a doctor at all, and the heart of a doctor's parents and the like can't work in this guy at all. In his words, I am not a doctor at all, so I am naturally not obligated to treat patients. It is a duty to be willing to heal, and it is a duty to be unwilling to heal. So even if someone came to seek medical treatment, under normal circumstances, Ye Xing would not pay attention to it.

This is not to say that he is cold-blooded, on the one hand, he is not a doctor and does not have that obligation, on the other hand, he does not want to be too ostentatious, so as not to expose Lei Xin Haruki's methods. And there are so many sick people in the country, millions of millions, even if his Virgin Mary's feelings are overflowing and he is busy with death, he still can't be cured, rather than this, it is better to be quiet.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, everyone has their own life trajectory. Unless it was a coincidence, Ye Xing didn't want to meddle in those trivial matters, let alone a stranger he didn't know.

"Toot toot!"

The car horns on the street kept sounding, and a car was coming on, and the brightness of the headlights was even more dazzling, and Ye Xing couldn't help but turn his head.

Suddenly, his eyes moved and he looked at a nearby storefront.

"Xingyu Network Club!"

Looking at the signboard of the Internet café, Ye Xing's heart couldn't help but move. Recalling the bits and pieces of my student days, playing games and reading novels all night in Internet cafes, a few buddies working together on the black-masturbation-ah-masturbation, scenes of the past emerge in my mind, and now I have graduated from college in a blink of an eye, time flies, which makes people reminisce.

"It's been a long time since I graduated, and I haven't been to an internet café. It's only eight o'clock now, forget it, play two games of League of Legends and then go home!" Ye Xing's heart moved, and he immediately entered the Internet café.

walked to the counter, took out his ID card and charged ten yuan, Ye Xing casually found a place and sat down.

Sitting next to Ye Xing was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, who should still be in elementary school, probably stealing his parents' ID cards to go out to surf the Internet.

This little boy is also playing League of Legends, but the technology seems to be a bit miserable.

Ye Xing logged into his account while watching the little boy play League of Legends.

This little boy is playing ADC Wayne, he has died twenty-one times, and only took three heads, and his teammates are playing okay, but unfortunately it is useless. The tower has been torn down, and even super soldiers have been dispatched, and they will definitely lose in five minutes at most.

Sure enough, after taking the big dragon on the other side, he directly demolished the little boy's hometown in one wave.

"Ah, I lost again, why do you keep losing, depressed, I haven't won!" The little boy was so angry that he slapped the table, and suddenly found that he had a big brother next to him, who was also playing League of Legends, and was logging into the interface, "Hey, you also play League of Legends, and it's also Ionia in the first district?"

"Huh?"

"Big brother, take me with you, I keep losing, I really want to win a game!" the little boy looked at Ye Xing pitifully and pleaded.

"Uh!" Ye Xing was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I'm also very skilled, and I haven't played for several months." ”

(To be continued.) )