Su Zhou is Su Zi, and when he arrived in Yanjing, he didn't know why he became Su Zhou.

The light on the stage was still dim, but Ling Luo was sure that that person was Su Zi. Because of a sound, a song, and a feeling.

The lights hit the stage, reflecting Su Zhou.

Ling Luo still looked like he had long hair, but it was dyed a faint yellow. I took off the ponytail and tied it up in a small tuddle on the top of my head, which naturally scattered at the back.

The eyes are still so clear, and the face is still so beautiful.

Some of the purity is removed and some maturity is added.

Seeing Su Zi again, Ling Luo's heart was intoxicated. At this moment, he realized that his longing for her was really serious, and it seemed to be an illness.

Su Zhou knew his bell very well, this song was specially set for him, but it hadn't sounded for a long time.

I don't know why, I miss him so much today, and then I sang this song to express my longing.

However, it was at this time that he appeared.

The people in the audience saw the excitement and excitement on Su Zhou's face, she picked up her mobile phone and connected it, and said softly, "Hey!"

Ling Luo was suddenly a little nervous, a little overwhelmed, he didn't know if he should come out to see her at this time?

He hung up the phone and looked at the stage.

Su Zhou seemed disappointed, shook his head, and prepared to step down. Each time, he only sang one song.

One song is enough to be shocking.

Someone sent flowers, a total of ten flowers out of one thousand. Su Zhou knew that it must have been sent by Shan Shibo, because since he came, others didn't dare to send flowers.

Only he kept spending a lot of money to give gifts, she once said that there was no need, no matter how many flowers she sent, she would not have a chance. Why didn't he listen?

But this time it was really not Shan Shibo who sent flowers, and he was still sulking resentfully.

A middle-aged man with a big belly sat under the stage and looked at Su Zhou with interest, the flowers were given by him.

Looking at the way he was dressed, Shan Shibo knew that he must be a local tyrant from outside, either a coal boss or a mine boss, and he dared to go wild here with some money.

But it doesn't matter, no matter how much he sends, Su Zhou won't face him squarely. The people in the city can be called opponents, and the outsiders don't have to be vigilant, so they should give Su Zhou pocket money.

The local tyrant is indeed a foreigner, and it is the first time he has come to the bar. In his consciousness, the bars are all the same, as long as they are willing to spend money, there are no girls who can't be soaked.

When the lights were on, he saw Su Zhou's appearance clearly, and his saliva almost flowed out. This kind of beauty has never been seen before, and he is tired of eating a night woman with heavy makeup, this kind of woman is his ultimate dream.

As an outsider, he is still a little conscious, and he knows that this is not his territory, so let's take a look at the situation first. If there is a sitting house to send flowers and be courteous, he is ready to endure it for the time being, and he has the opportunity to shoot again.

But I waited for a long time, but I didn't see a gift. I wondered if they were tired of watching it, so I just went along with the taste, so I made a move. As soon as it was shot, it was 10,000.

According to his vision, the woman on the stage should thank you and walk off the stage for a few drinks.

However, he was wrong, and the woman just glanced at him without thanking him. The local tyrant is angry, isn't it enough?

This is easy to say, isn't it just money? The local tyrant waved his hand again, and the ten crowns were 10,000 again, and the woman on the stage was still indifferent.

This is a bit too much, 20,000 yuan was smashed into it without even a splash. The local tyrant was a little angry, and waved his hand again, ten scepters, worth 30,000.

Unexpectedly, the woman on the stage looked at him with a trace of disgust.

The local tyrant stopped, stood up and shouted, "Come down, have a glass of wine with me!"

Shan Shibo raised his eyebrows and walked straight over. Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, a wave of his hand is a punch to smash at the fat tyrant.

The punch didn't go through, it was pinched by a powerful hand. Local tyrants from other places dare to come here arrogantly, so they naturally come prepared, and the bodyguards alone will bring two.

Shan Shibo lost face, and immediately understood what was going on, thinking that he was broken, and he didn't bring bodyguards.

Wu Tian rushed over and shouted, "What are you doing?"

"What are we doing? first ask what you are going to do?" The local tyrant took the opportunity and was triumphant, feeling more face-saving in front of the beauties.

Shan Shibo said viciously: "What did you say to that girl?"

The local tyrant smiled and said, "What do you say? Say let her come down and have a few drinks, what's wrong? I don't accept it! I want to do something else not only to drink!"

Shan Shibo roared angrily, "I'll wipe your uncle!" broke free from the bodyguard's hand and punched again. Who knew that it would be sturdy and sturdy to the ground.

Suddenly, a figure flashed by. There were a few snaps, and a bodyguard lay down. Then faced another, and at about the same time, the bodyguard also fell to the ground.

The two bodyguards suddenly lost their ability to fight.

The local tyrant exclaimed, pulling his legs to run. He only heard a gust of wind coming, which frightened him to frighten him to stand still.

Fist to the door and hang in the air. The local tyrant opened his eyes and saw a face that was extremely angry.

"Little brother, raise your noble hand and let me go, I'll give you as much as you want!" said the local tyrant with a trembling leg.

Ling Luo turned his head and asked, "It's okay to beat him, right?"

Shan Shibo stood up, walked over fiercely, rounded his arm and slapped him. This time, the slap was loud.

Ling Luo said, "Oh!

The bodyguard had solved the problem, and the local tyrant didn't dare to act anymore, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. This local tyrant is really lame, and he lost face without showing any prestige.

What did Shan Shibo care about? What he just said made him angry. He has a characteristic, he never holds his anger in his heart, and he can vent when he can.

The big mouths were one after the other, so that the crowd of onlookers applauded loudly.

During the break, Shan Shibo did not forget to hug his fists and thank the people who supported him, and finally said a sentence that won the full house.

"I'm going to have this meal today!"

It wasn't until the beating hand was a little painful that Shan Shibo stopped, but he couldn't hurt himself for him, it wasn't worth it.

Looking at the local tyrant again, his face is bigger and redder, snorting and panting, this guy is very energetic.

Ling Luo glanced at the two bodyguards, he could have gotten up a long time ago, but he didn't get up, and he knew this person's skills after a battle just now, and it was for nothing to get up.

"Get it away for your master!" Ling Luo shouted.

The two bodyguards got up slowly, acting as if they were seriously injured. This is a technical job, and the boss can't see the flaws, otherwise the job will be difficult to protect.

Shan Shibo faced it squarely for the first time, and the person who could knock him down still had some strength, and he didn't even spend a minute in his hands.

"Brother Ling, I was offended a lot before, and my brother now officially apologizes!"

"Brother Shan doesn't have to be polite!" Ling Luo said with a smile, but his eyes looked at Su Zi who was walking slowly.

"It's not polite, I'm really grateful to you! If you're not here, maybe Su Zhou will suffer, I thank you for her!" Shan Shibo Zhengse said.

Ling Luo said seriously: "Then it's even more unnecessary!"

This sentence seems to have an off-string sound.