There are two kinds of people I hate the most in my life.

The first is those who use power for personal gain and bully others.

This kind of person is extremely annoying. For example, the chubby English class representative in our middle school days. At every turn, she threatens me and asks me to take her home from school. Otherwise, I will sue the teacher that my English homework was copied.

Although, my dislike for her has become like a surging river. But I had to bow my head under the fence, and every time I got out of school, I had to ride for more than half an hour in the opposite direction of my residence.

After persevering like this for two semesters, I finally couldn't bear to point at her nose and scold her.

I fondly remember the day I stood at the door of the classroom, holding a bucket in my hands until my legs went limp. She came to me with red eyes and a look of no love.

Since that day, she hasn't spoken to me again.

Of course, my future English classes will be held at the back of the classroom.

I regret it. However, not for the English classes that I had taken standing up in those years. It's just because, if I could have known earlier that a fat girl who walks with her flesh trembling can actually change into a big girl who can make the men on the street tremble with a smile, let alone two semesters, even if she is carried for a lifetime, I am happy.

It's a pity that time has changed. The demand of the chubby girl has also changed from the back seat of the bicycle to the co-pilot of BMW. And I, still stepping on a broken car on two wheels, wandering the streets and alleys.

Forget it, don't mention the past. Anyway, what I hate the most is people who use power for personal gain and bully others. This is my outlook on life, and it has nothing to do with the beautiful love that I once missed.

It just so happened that the bodyguards in front of me were such people.

However, there is another group of people that I hate more than the first. That is-the people who take people's money but are not easy for people to eliminate disasters.

Since I was a child, I have recognized countless "bosses" and paid countless protection fees. Every time these bosses collect money, they will tell me seriously, "In the future, in school, whoever dares to bully you, you will tell me!"

But every time, they took the lead in bullying me.

Therefore, my hatred for this kind of person has surpassed the first one.

And it just so happens that these security guards are such people.

"That's a reasonable explanation, isn't it?"

I reached out and gently wiped the cold sweat from my cheeks, and said to a man with glasses in front of me.

Sven Man smiled, and then put away the gun on my forehead.

I sighed: "Actually, we really came to find the prince." We are friends with righteousness. ”

"Righteousness?"

Me: "yes, that's it...... That one...... The man with Pikachu tattooed on his body has a good relationship with your prince!"

Sven Nan's face changed, he pulled me aside and asked, "Do you know him?"

Me: "Not only do we know each other, but we're still very good friends, and he went on a trip to Japan with me two days ago. ”

Sven Nan: "Two days ago? No way! He's been dead for months!"

I was so excited that I forgot that my amnesiac brother was a ghost.

He did go to Japan with us, but that was after his death.

Me: "Well, I'm talking about the first two years, you heard it." ”

Sven looked at us in surprise, his eyes like his father who had just slipped out of the Sogo Hospital.

Seeing this, the third prince hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Actually, we are here this time to have important news to tell the prince, the truth about Shi Yi's real death. ”

After hearing this, Sven Nan frowned at us and said, "It's not convenient to talk here, let's go elsewhere." ”

With that, he pulled us out of the floor.

Sven Nan took us out of the clubhouse, all the way to the parking lot, took us into a nanny car, and then turned back to us and said, "You guys, are you the mainlanders who made a big fuss in Ximending just now?"

"Why? Are we becoming famous so quickly?" An hour ago, we were in Ximending, and now everyone knows about it.

It seems that people like us can't stop the blinding incompetence wherever they go!

Sven Nan coughed dryly twice, and replied embarrassedly: "This, if you come out to mix, you must have a little more eyeliner! What did you just say about the truth about Brother Shi Yi's death?"

The third prince raised his hand and said as if to take credit: "I know, I know! That's the case, Shi Yi followed you back to the mainland on a business trip two days ago, and was hacked to death on the street for no reason, according to the information we have obtained, it is actually ......."

I hurriedly reached out to cover the third prince's mouth, and smiled apologetically at Sven Nan: "This, I'm really embarrassed, we can only say this to the prince." ”

Sven Nan frowned, then chuckled twice and said, "Okay, I'll take you to the crown prince." "Let's start the car.

I wondered, "Isn't the prince in the clubhouse just now?"

Sven Nan: "It's really unfortunate, the prince happened to have something to do when you came, but it doesn't matter, I know where he is, I'll take you there now." ”

"Well, then there's work!"

As soon as I gave up my hand at Sven Nan, I sat back in the back row and glanced at Xiao Ai and Cao Yuchen.

Cao Yuchen nodded at me, indicating that he had understood.

Not to mention Xiao Ai, this person is an old elf and an old spirit, an old goblin who has lived for three thousand years, if he can't even understand this little thing, he has really eaten rice for so many years in vain.

Eh, it seems that she really doesn't need to live by eating rice, although she can eat three bowls in a row every time she eats, but those are only because the dishes made by the thirteenth princess are so delicious, and have nothing to do with her own needs.

In other words, she eats, not because of need, but because of deliciousness, after all - she does not know the aura of hunger and coldness.

Of course, not everyone on our team is so smart.

For example, sitting in the front row, there is a third prince who is praising Sven's warmth and kindness.

"Thank you so much! The Taiwanese are really warm-hearted, in fact, there is no need to be so troublesome, you just need to tell us where he is, and we will go by ourselves!"

"It's okay, that place is not easy to walk, so I'll take you there. Sven Nan lifted his glasses and replied with a smile at the third prince's skin.

"Oh! That's really too troublesome for you, otherwise, after meeting the prince in a while, after taking care of Shi Yi's affairs, I'll invite you to eat delicious food!"

Xiao Ai looked at the third prince who was stupid everywhere, rolled his eyes and complained: "Come on, there will be hard vegetables on the ground in a while, enough for you to eat slowly!"

The third prince: "Hard vegetables, what hard vegetables?"

Xiao Ai: "It's harder than the iron lump in your waist every day!"

Third Prince: "Iron Pimple?" The Third Prince lowered his head and touched his waist, but did not find the 'Iron Pimple' that Xiao Ai said

"Besides, why do I keep hanging food around my waist, I'll get my clothes dirty!"

Xiao lamented and shook his hand: "Forget it, talking to you is playing the piano to the cow." ”

After speaking, he closed his eyes, pulled my hands away, and lazily lay on my lap and closed his eyes.

I spread my hands helplessly at Cao Yuchen, pointed to Xiao Ai, and signaled that all this has nothing to do with me.

Cao Yuchen let out a wry smile and didn't care too much.

Fortunately, he was finally trained out of the teacher by Xiao Ai, and now he can turn a blind eye to Xiao Ai's deliberate actions in front of him that are intimate with me.

The children can be taught!

I lowered my voice and asked Cao Yuchen, "That, have you brought enough petals?"

Cao Yuchen snorted coldly, turned his head to look out the window, and ignored me.

Well, I take back what I said before, this dead cripple is clearly a piece of rotten wood that cannot be carved!

After a while, Sven Nan led us from the dimly lit downtown to the dark outside the city.

Finally, it stopped at a dilapidated abandoned factory.

Sven stopped the car and smiled at us.

The third prince was puzzled: "Didn't you go to find the prince, why did you pull us here?"

Sven Nan snorted coldly and said, "I want to see the prince, but before I meet him, I have to take you to see the other master first." ”

Third Prince: "Which master?"

Sven Nan looked at us triumphantly and sneered, "Lord Yama!"

With that, he reached out and pulled it towards his waist.

Five seconds later, Sven Nan looked at us with a flattering expression, and cold sweat flowed down his face.

I smiled playfully at him, took his pistol out of my pocket, and played with it in my hand, "Brother, is this what you're looking for?"

Sven Nan said nervously: "Why is my gun there with you?"

"Just now in the car, when I approached you to talk to you, I had already taken it. I posed at him in what I thought was handsome, "I know, if you have this thing pinned to your waist when you drive, you will definitely panic, so I'll keep it for you first." No need to thank me, I've always been so understanding. ”

Xiao Ai complained: "It's almost the same as understanding people's clothes!"

When Sven Nan saw that I had taken his pistol, he coughed dryly twice, and pretended to be calm: "Don't make trouble, hurry up and give it to me, be careful that the gun goes off." With that, he stretched out his hand and wanted to snatch the gun away.

I dodged back, slapped away his hand and said, "Don't be so stingy, it's the first time I've grown up to play with a real gun, so let me play first." With that, he pulled open the safety and pointed the gun at Sven's head.

"You said the gun would go off? How? Did you pull the trigger on the bottom?"

Sven Nan looked at me with a pale face, almost scared out of his eyes.

At this moment, a large hand suddenly reached out to me, and while I was not looking, one more gun was over.

Then, he said with a righteous face: "Don't play around! It's not good to really go off for a while!" After that, he handed the gun to Sven Nan's hand, and said happily: "Brother Meng, this person just likes to joke, don't mind! You quickly put away this thing, don't be taken away by him again." ”

Sven Nan looked at the lost gun in his hand, and was full of emotion for a while.

And I, staring at the third prince who took my gun with red eyes, felt for the first time that the sentence circulating on the Internet was really true.

If you're not afraid of god-like opponents, you're afraid of pig-like teammates!