"Coincidentally?" Dongzi frowned, not knowing whether he was laughing or crying.

"Isn't it, I came here to eat barbecue, and I could meet you, doesn't this mean the fate of the two of us?"

"Oh?" Dongzi raised his eyebrows: "According to what you say, do we still want to have a drink?"

"No, no! I'll leave first. ”

"Let's go!"

Mao Zhichao glanced at Fu Jiasheng and the others as he spoke, asking them to leave this plague god quickly.

"Yes, yes, let's go!" Although Fu Jiasheng was holding back a fire in his heart, he wanted to withdraw from the crowd adhering to the principle that heroes do not suffer immediate losses.

"Where do you want to go?" said Toko's voice behind him.

Mao Zhichao is about to get angry, damn Lao Tzu let you, you still kicked your nose in the face!

But he didn't dare, because Dongzi's skills just now really scared him so much.

At the same time, he was also secretly wondering in his heart, could Dongzi really be the masked man in the stadium that time?

That person was finally shot by Fang Feipeng, and then Dongzi didn't come to school the next day, until today.

Stringing these two points together, Mao Zhichao gasped in his heart.

If that's really the case, wouldn't that mean that Dongzi is not an ordinary student at all!

Then you still provoke him again and again?! Isn't this a proper way to find death?

Thinking of this, Mao Zhichao was even more cowardly.

I saw him turn his head to look at Dongzi with a smile on his face, and said in a respectful tone: "Dong, is there anything else?"

Dongzi got up from his seat and walked to Mao Zhichao's side, because he was 3 or 5 centimeters taller than Mao Zhichao.

So he bent down and whispered in Mao Zhichao's ear: "Remember, don't play tricks on me anymore, my patience may not be so good." ”

Mao Zhichao was about to refute, but when he saw Dongzi's bottomless eyes, he still swallowed the words in his mouth stiffly.

"Got it. ”

Looking at the back of Mao Zhichao and his people fleeing in the wilderness, Dongzi shook his head with a smile.

It's not that he doesn't want to beat Mao Zhichao to vent his anger, but he can't.

After all, Mao Zhichao's father is one of the largest real estate developers in Los Angeles, and he is also a frequent guest at the dinner table of the leaders of the municipal party committee.

Now Dongzi's wings are not full, and moving him is undoubtedly the next choice.

The stupid boss next to him didn't know what to say at the moment, and he didn't go, and he didn't go.

"You can be the boss, if the customer is God, I think you have forgotten it a long time ago, if I am an ordinary student today, will I be bullied by them at will if I eat at your place?"

"This ...... Little brother, don't I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, you don't remember the villain, just forgive me. ”

Dongzi waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go, we won't pay for this meal." ”

The boss was on the verge of amnesty, he hurriedly continued: "How can you let the little brother pay for the meal, this meal is on my account, and whatever you have, it will all be counted on my account, this is my business card, little brother will eat here later, just call me directly, I will reserve the best private room here for you, and give you a big discount." ”

"Then thank you boss. ”

After the boss left, Dongzi looked at Pan Dashuai, who had already been stupid on the other side, and wanted to laugh, he picked up the beer on the table, didn't even pour it, and blew directly on the bottle.

"Dongzi...... You're ...... How can you be so powerful!?" Pan Dashuai reacted after a long time, and said with a little stammer.