Liu Huihui!

If there is anyone in this Yuming High School who makes her hate the most, then this Liu Huihui can definitely be regarded as one.

Liu Huihui, like her, only entered Yuming High School this year, but unlike Song Jiaqi, Liu Huihui's family conditions are excellent, I heard that the family is in the real estate business, in order to let Liu Huihui enter Yuming High School, it took a lot of money, but unfortunately after she entered the school, she wore heavy makeup all day long, and I heard that she also had dealings with some young people in society, so she didn't have the heart to study at all.

Ignoring these people, Song Jiaqi quickly entered the school gate and walked in the direction of the classroom.

"Oh, Sister Huihui, that Song Jiaqi actually ignored you!" a small boy shouted.

"Sister Huihui, this Song Jiaqi doesn't give you face!" another girl with dyed hair and bells and whistles next to her also shouted.

"Cut, what's the big deal!" pouted, looking at Song Jiaqi's distant back, Liu Huihui said disdainfully: "My nanny drives a BMW, what's the big deal about her sitting in a broken public!"

"By the way, who was the person driving just now?" someone suddenly wondered, "Didn't I hear that the conditions of their family are not very good? How can they suddenly afford a car?"

"I heard that this kind of car is usually driven by some elderly uncles!" After a slight hesitation, a girl hesitated: "Do you think it will be Song Jiaqi and her ......?"

"Wow, wouldn't you?"

"Don't say it's really possible......"

"I didn't expect her to be this kind of person......"

"......" looked at Song Jiaqi in the distance, and everyone began to talk about it.

……

Sending Song Jiaqi to school, feeling a little hungry, Ye Qiao remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, so he drove the car to a small market, planning to fill his stomach first......

It's just that just when he parked the car, he inadvertently glanced at it, but it made him see a person who was absolutely unexpected.

In his thirties, he is of medium height and has a pockmarked face...... It was the pock-faced thief he met on the long-distance bus when he came to the Li River.

At this time, the hemp face was strolling around the market, this guy was wearing a dirty jacket, with an open arms, a cigarette roll in the corner of his mouth, and a ruffian face, and behind him, there were a few colorful half-sized children with dyed hair, a few half-sized children shouted a third brother, and the numb face had a match in his mouth, but his eyes were dripping and sweeping around, and he almost wrote the word hooligan on his face.

The reason why Ma Face is called the third is not because his surname is the third name, nor because he ranks third in his family, but because he is a well-known three-handed, this guy has been a petty thief since he was a child, and the police station doesn't know how many times he has been in, and over time, people will forget his name and call him the third directly.

Because of the number of times he went to the police station, the people on the road also knew a few, so the gangsters on a few nearby streets also regarded him as a person, and he liked to follow him when he had nothing to do.

walked around the market a few times, and soon, a group of people came to a fruit stand, grabbed an apple from the table and nibbled twice, and then spit it aside, and the hemp face shouted in a fuss: "Boss, your apple is bad!"

The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a loyal and honest face, and said with a smile: "The third master is really joking, these apples were just picked yesterday, they are fresh, how can they be bad!"

"Cut, Lao Tzu said that if it's bad, it's bad!" The hemp face pouted, threw the half-gnawed apple in his hand aside, picked up a few peaches and wiped them clean and put them in his pocket, and then slapped the table hard and shouted: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, I saw that your business was good in the past two days, and I will pay the market management fee this month." ”

"This ......" The middle-aged man glanced at the side, and his face was a little embarrassed: "Third master, this is the street, where is the market!"

"Damn, Lao Tzu said that there is, what, it looks like you don't want to give it, right?"

"This ......" The middle-aged man took a step back in fright, his face slightly pale.

Seeing this, a few and a half children next to him immediately slapped the table and scolded......

", didn't you hear the boss clearly?"

"Old immortal, hurry up and get the money out......"

"What to see, what to see......"

"You ......" The middle-aged man pointed to a few people with a pockmarked face and said, "What's the difference between you and Ming Rob, you ...... If you do this again, I'll call the police!"

"Call the police?" As if hearing something funny, the numb face sneered disdainfully, took out a fruit knife from his back waist and picked his nails, while disdainfully saying: "Call the police, call the police immediately, if I leave, I am your grandson!"

"You ......" the middle-aged man said loudly, "Aren't you afraid that the police will arrest you?"

"Police, cut!" "Ma Yan pouted disdainfully: "Lao Tzu told you, the police station is my home, you go and sue me, I will be detained for fifteen days at most before I come out, hehe, don't blame me for being unkind to you when the time comes......"

"You...... You ......" The middle-aged man's face turned pale with anger, and his body trembled, but he didn't know what to say.

Some impatiently buttoned his ears, and the numb face slammed the dagger into the table, and then shouted loudly: "Acquaintance point hurry up and hand over the money, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for lifting your spread!"

Looking at the aggressive appearance of the numb face, the middle-aged man begged bitterly: "Third master, we are all small businesses, we can only make a lot of money in a day, and you will have to pay more than 100 ...... a day this time."

"Lao Tzu doesn't care how much money you make, hurry up and take out the money, otherwise don't blame Lao Tzu for being unkind to you. Kicked over a few boxes next to him, and the numb face shouted: "Three numbers, take them out quickly!"

The riot here has long aroused the onlookers of the surrounding people, seeing the posture of the pockmarked face bullying and dominating the market, everyone is filled with righteous indignation, but looking at the dagger in the other party's hand, they can only stare angrily......

"That pockmark is bullying people again!"

"What a fucking scumbag......"

"Call the police, why hasn't anyone called the police?"

"Hey, what about calling the police, I came out again after a few days, the son of the old Song family didn't call the police last time, but then his leg was discounted after work, and he didn't even see who hit him in the black light, and now he is still lying in the hospital!"

"Damn, why isn't there anyone to cure him!

“……”

Looking at the situation over there from a distance, Ye Qiao frowned slightly, and was about to walk over, but before he took two steps, one hand grabbed him, and when he looked back, it was Aunt Du!