"Huang Xiaobo, your behavior just now is really too MAN, can you give me your WeChat?"

Well?

Huang Xiaobo, who was blocked by a few little girls, was a little unconscious.

And Qian Hao and several other friends were stunned on the spot, and some didn't react.

Oh my God, what's going on?

Could it be that Huang Xiaobo, the second dog who has been single for 10,000 years, was beaten out by Brother Lang's fart to the rhythm of peach blossom luck?

"That's right, yellow dog, there are girls who take the initiative to ask you for WeChat. Xie Lang looked ill-willed.

Stunned to hear Xie Lang's words, Huang Xiaobo said angrily, "Go and go, you are a dog, I am not." ”

Qian Hao gave a middle finger to the middle finger: "Yellow dog, this time you have to thank Brother Lang, Brother Lang is this fart, but he has brought you many girlfriends." ”

", you still said ~ Lao Tzu was almost beaten to death today. But fortunately, Brother Lang took me to make up for it later, otherwise I would have died. ”

Huang Xiaobo scratched his head embarrassedly, and then flattered Xie Lang and said, "Thank you Brother Lang for your fart assistance, if you want to fart next time, please continue to let me take the blame!"

"No, I have to help Brother Lang take the blame!"

"I want it too!"

When Xie Lang heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh.

You may not believe it when you say it, but you are a fart, and you actually have a few model students, which is too funny, right?

"Hey, whose Bentley is this, it's awesome. ”

When a group of people were brought to the Bentley by Xie Lang, they saw Xie Lang stepping on the wheels of the Bentley very arrogantly.

The gesture of pretending to be forced seems to tell everyone: This is Lao Tzu's car!

"Brother Lang, put your feet down, do you know how much a wheel of a Bentley costs, you have soiled a wheel of someone's car, I'm afraid I can't afford to replace it if I sell you." ”

"Brother Lang, don't hurt us. ”

Xie Lang wanted to pretend to be a force, but these brutes were so uncooperative.

"This is Lao Tzu's car!"

"What, your car?"

"Brother Lang, give me an honest explanation, did Wang Xian'er give you this car, were you taken care of by her?"

, I Xie Lang grabbed the car with my ability, and I actually said that I was taken care of?

Am I like a person who eats with his face?

Seeing Xie Lang launch Bentley, Huang Xiaobo and a few of them, they couldn't believe their eyes.

Didn't you say that this kid was a poor author, where did he get the money to afford a Bentley?

Many students on the playground were even more surprised when they saw this scene.

Last week, I saw this kid drive a domineering super cool motorcycle, where did he borrow a Bentley to show off?

All the students were forced by Xie Lang to pretend to be blind.

Among them, the most surprised was Zhuang Bufan's basketball team, with more than a dozen people, all of whom were talking in low voices.

"Mimi, you may not believe it, do you guess what kind of car Brother Lang drove to school today?" Liang Mengmeng, who was sitting in the cafeteria, asked Li Jiusheng mysteriously.

"What else could there be? Isn't it his broken motorcycle, I already knew. Li Jiusheng didn't care at all, she didn't have her professional class this morning, so she didn't see Xie Lang.

"It's Bentley, super handsome! Bentley, it's a multi-million supercar. ”

"Mengmeng, are you mistaken, just Xie Lang's sling, he can still drive a Bentley?"

"Really, I saw it with my own eyes, and many of my classmates saw it. ”

Seeing Liang Mengmeng's such a firm expression, Li Jiusheng was even more curious about Xie Lang's identity.

………

At seven o'clock in the evening, three black Audi cars stopped at the gate of the Royal Clubhouse.

At this time, the parking space at the entrance of the Royal Club was already full of all kinds of luxury cars, and millions of luxury cars abounded.

Walking into the Royal Clubhouse, you will be greeted by energetic DJ music, and the attendance rate of the clubhouse can be seen that the business here is extremely hot.

When Lian Chengtian and his party walked into the clubhouse, there were almost no seats on the scene, and there were young men and women shaking their heads and dancing everywhere.

didn't wait for the order of the whole world, and all the bodyguards subconsciously opened a way for him.

"The boss... What do you want to drink. ”

Seeing Lian Chengtian's figure, Manager Ma of the club ran over, nodding and bowing his head, with a respectful expression.

"Don't bother, I'm here to ask something. ”

Five minutes later, Lian Chengtian and a group of bodyguards came to a box on the second floor.

In the box, the bodyguards at the scene were all in black suits, and their faces were meticulous, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Smack!"

In the originally quiet box, the sound of a lighter suddenly sounded, and Lian Cheng lit a cigar and took a deep breath, the smoke surrounded his face, making it impossible to see his expression.

Then, Lian Chengtian said in a very slow tone: "Manager Ma, I heard that my son called a group of people from you to go out to do things, and he came back alone, right?"

"Back to the boss...... Just... Gangzi is still recovering from his injuries..."

"Recuperate?Manager Ma, what do you mean by that? Are you saying that the people my son brought with him were all injured by others?"

Swish!

The box suddenly became silent, so quiet that only the nervous heartbeats and breathing of some people could be heard.

Sensing the eyes of the bodyguards behind Lian Chengtian, like poisonous snakes, Manager Ma's body was shocked and he took a few deep breaths.

The next moment.

Hearing a plop, Manager Ma suddenly knelt down, slapped himself one after another, and cried, "Yes...... I'm sorry...... Boss... It's because I didn't do a good job of the things that the young master explained, and it's because my subordinates are not doing well... Still... Please spare the boss!"

Lian Chengtian took a puff of his cigar and looked hawkish, "Is the guy who injured my son called Xie Lang?"

Lian Chengtian's words made the manager smell a strong breath of death.

Just at this time, Gangzi walked in from outside, and as soon as he saw the boss, he immediately knelt down.

Seeing this, the manager immediately told the cause and effect, and pushed everything on Gangzi.

"Answer me, why are you running away?" Lian Chengtian looked at Gangzi, and the cold voice filled every corner of the box.

"Boss, listen to me first... That kid, he's not an ordinary person..."

"Squeak..."

The sound like a lamb skewer suddenly sounded in the box, and a burning smell suddenly spread.

"Whew!"

Seeing this scene, almost everyone couldn't help but gasp hard.

Lian Chengtian burned the cigar on the man's face, and the cold face finally showed a trace of emotional fluctuations, and the anger that penetrated deep into the bone marrow was not concealed at all.

Then, his voice suddenly increased: "No matter what, no matter what means are used, three days! I will give you three days, whoever comes to me with the head of that kid, this clubhouse is his!"