Text Chapter 111 Hearing People for a Hundred Miles

"Eh, you wait!" The voice was like a broken bell, and it shook the eardrums of Qiu Han, who was just about to leave.

"Take it, leave, and remember that you didn't see anything tonight!, or labor will chop you up!"

Qiu Han's eyes suddenly lit up, it seemed that there was a thousand children and eight hundred? Feelings Nima is so blatant to cut people, and he still has to give hush money? Or is the news worth it? Qiu Han couldn't help but feel funny in his heart, there are many Nima people, right, labor and management deliberately told you to run in the opposite direction, and the clothes were in the other direction. Clever, isn't it? If you can't find a girl who can't die, you still dare to murder labor and management?

After that, the group of people ran towards the position that Qiu Han said with a majestic sword, looking like victory was in sight.

Qiu Han turned the corner, continued to give full play to the speed of the 100-meter sprint, and soon returned to the side of the flower bed, dragging the pit out of the house, seeing that the person was still unconscious, Qiu Han pinched his acupoint hard.

pinched several times in a row, the man woke up slowly, and found that he was fine, with a meaningful smile on his face, and said something vaguely: "The sky is not dead, I smell people for a hundred miles, Made, wait to see a good show, right?"

"What kind of play are you watching, hurry up and go home, it's a guillotine if you wait for them to turn back!" Qiu Han reminded.

"Ahem, ahem!" the man coughed softly, looking a little weak.

Then he took out a blue-screen digital mobile phone from his lower pocket, and simply sent a message, Qiu Han saw that it was written: Come in at the intersection of West Lake and go straight for 300 meters.

After sending the message, the man looked at Qiu Han and said simply, "Thank you, brother!"

Qiu Han looked at the bloodstained face, and handed over the mineral water placed by the flower bed: "Wash your face, my water!"

Wen Ren Baili took the water, poured it into his mouth without saying a word, and most of the bottle of water was drunk halfway, and at the end he left a little bit to wipe his face casually.

The blood stains on his face were wiped away, and Qiu Han suddenly saw a resolute and masculine face, with clear outlines, and he was born a little like Jin Yanxi, the seventh young master in the TV series "The Family of Gold Powder".

"Help me up, let's take a walk, shall we?" Wen Ren Baili was still a little weak, but he shouldn't have been hurt like this, but he was just out of strength.

"If your heart is really big, you are not afraid of death?" Qiu Han thought to himself, this is really a strange thing in Nima, a demon......

"How do you write it? I don't have it in the dictionary of Wenren Baili, let's wander to the intersection, haha!" Wenren Baili laughed without any worry, Qiu Han thought this was a freak.

Helping people up for hundreds of miles, the two of them slowly measured the land in the direction of the intersection.

In the middle, Qiu Han said that he would simply carry him over, but he was refused. This is so slow that it should be measured in meters per hour, which should be more decent.

"The person in front of me stops!" the bell-like voice from a hundred meters away sounded behind Qiu Han. Qiu Han had a "groan" in his heart, now Nima is completely finished, what are you pretending to be forced to, I don't know if pretending to be forced will be struck by lightning?

"It's okay, he said stop and stop, it's too shameless, keep walking!"

Seeing this, Qiu Han could only raise his vigilance, and stubbornly helped him forward to continue to measure the land.

"Wen Ren Baili, I know it's you, you escaped just now, and now you have another life, and you have earned it!"

The bell-like sound was getting closer.

Wen Ren Baili stopped, turned around, and looked at the man with a bell-like voice, with a look of disdain. He poked Qiu Han next to him: "Brother, do me another favor?"

"You told him, broken bell, I don't know what is alive or dead, didn't Nima tell you to talk quietly at night?"

Qiu Han hesitated, it's not that he didn't dare to say it, it's just that where did this product come from? Du Nima is like this, and he is still pretending to be forced, there are no shops open on the street, there is not even a hair, and the message you sent is not seen, and you are in the mood to remind others to speak quietly?

But after thinking about it, I was already helping just now, but this favor didn't help, and after the bell came, I recognized myself, and in the end I couldn't avoid a vicious battle, and there was no difference between saying it and not saying it. If it was Qiu Han, he would really say it truthfully, his army-style voice was very loud, and he roared it directly.

After speaking, Qiu Han shook his head, and thought of a sentence, if you pretend to force this person to be the first.

Qiu Han's voice startled Zhong Nan, and at the same time, he also recognized Qiu Han. This person is full of energy, is it possible? But when he thinks that the brother behind him is also moving closer to him, there are only two of them, why be afraid?

"Fuck, stinky boy, you dared to trick me just now, pay me back!" Thinking of this broken bell man, he felt that his high IQ had been greatly insulted, and he almost wanted to use his voice to make Qiu Han like death.

"Pay back the money, did he give you the money?" Wen Ren Baili asked in a low voice.

"Well, I don't count!" Qiu Han said.

Qiu Han's words fell in the ears of Wen Baili, and they were imprinted in their hearts, and they couldn't help but think a little more about Qiu Han in their hearts, and they could still get other people's money to react so quickly in such a short time?

"Count?" said a smile on his face.

Qiu Han felt that being with this goods was pretending to be forced and exciting. took out the money from his pocket that he hadn't been able to cover up, counted them one by one, and the voice was still screaming.

At this time, the distance was less than twenty meters, what was Qiu Han doing, this broken bell man naturally saw it clearly, he felt that this was not just an insult, but a hard slap in the face, and he began to be angry.

Qiu Han looked at the angry man, thinking that he was going to rush up and tear him and Wenren Baili apart.

However, further forward, the broken bell man suddenly stopped at five or six meters and no longer moved forward. It seems that he is waiting for his people, and his people are also rushing to come, but there are not as many as before, and they are increasing one after another.

"I heard that you can pinch and calculate, have you calculated how you will die tonight?" said the broken bell man with anger.

"I don't know how to calculate, I know how to pinch, I'll be exempt, yours and I have pinched, ouch, it's miserable!" Wen Renbaili's tone was very cold, as if there was going to be a winter snow on this late autumn night.

As soon as his words fell, he thought that this bell-breaking man was at least going to play tricks, but who expected Qiu Han to see him turn around, spread his legs and run......

"Haha, labor and management said that I would pinch it, I don't believe it!" Hearing the banter on the face of a hundred miles.

Qiu Han doesn't think this pinch and count it as a meaning? Why is this such a scoundrel in his mouth, he ...... , Before he could finish thinking about it, Qiu Han saw that people began to gather on both sides of the road, and there were also people behind them, these people didn't care about them, they just ran in the direction of the broken bell man, holding a bright sharp knife in their hands......

"Everyone will give them a wheelchair for the rest of their lives!" Wen Ren Baili shouted, it seemed that he was beginning to recover some strength at this time, and then he turned his head to look at Qiu Han: "Thank you, brother, I am Wen Ren Baili, and I remember the grace of saving my life, how can I thank you?" Wen Ren Baili said very sincerely.

Qiu Han didn't want to guess what he was doing, what he was doing? He just wanted to go back to the construction site, get some sleep, and have to go to work tomorrow!

"Qiu Han! I happened to help you, please let me eat a bowl of noodles, I'm a little hungry!"

"Haha, haha!" Wen Ren Baili didn't care about the wheelchair, and directly asked the two younger brothers who stayed behind to drive to the most famous Huijuan noodle restaurant in Hangzhou at that time.

One bowl of noodles, one life!

Eating noodles, neither of them asked each other what to do? just felt that they cherished each other, and there was a feeling of hating each other, and at the invitation of Wen Baili, the two drank some wine, and finally worshiped a brother in a daze, exchanged names and ages, but did not leave any contact information.

Thinking about it now, Qiu Han feels very unreal. Qiu Han thought about things all the way, Dong Xiaolan dragged his arm, walked in the wind, crossed the road, crossed the overpass, and the Chayu Teahouse was in front of him......

The wind is still very strong, there are very few pedestrians in the wind, the temperature plummets, and when Qiu Han stepped into the door of the tea house, he was suddenly hit by two girls from the side......