The two lingered, at first one was in the front seat, one was in the back seat, entangled and stretched, Xu Maochen was dragged to the back seat by Feng Qingyang (because the front seat space is small, and there is a gear handle, it can't be opened, the back seat is spacious, Xu Maochen was also actively dragged over), hugging and hugging, Qingqing and I, I and I, should be run, should be straight, and the preparation is almost, just about to enter the topic, Xu Maochen suddenly saw that on the opposite window, a human face appeared, looking inside against the window glass, and his nose was flattened.

Xu Maochen hurriedly stopped, and removed his left hand from Feng Qingyang's pants. Her right hand also pulled down her small vest to protect the key parts from going out.

Feng Qingyang didn't see anyone watching, she snorted, pounced again, and wanted to continue, Xu Maochen pulled her head and looked back. Feng Qingyang saw the big cake face on the glass, and the wine was half sober.

Xu Maochen buttoned up his shirt, got out of the car, frowned and looked at the idiot, the key was that he was holding a selfie stick in his hand, and there was a mobile phone on the head of the pole taking a selfie, as if he was taking a live broadcast.

"What are you doing, you?" asked Xu Maochen sharply.

"Hehe, passing by, what's wrong?" the stupid man looked indifferent.

"Passing by, what are you looking at in someone's car?"

"Yo, Northeast Lao Tie! Six, Six, Six, Six!" the man imitated Xu Maochen's Northeast dialect and smiled at the "audience" on his mobile phone playfully, "Come on." Old Tie, let's give this Lao Tie a wave of six-six-six!"

Xu Maochen squinted his eyes and lit a cigarette, feeling that he didn't look like he was passing by, but coming towards some goal.

Sure enough, the man glanced into the car again and sneered: "Little scratcher." Are you okay, just dumped Lao Tzu, and you got along with this Northeast Lao Tie? You still play with Che Zhen, I'll play with you, why don't you want to play?"

Xu Maochen smiled, sure enough, it was Feng Qingyang who came, he analyzed, it may be that after Feng Qingyang drank too much in the bar before, he sent a message to people indiscriminately, just like contacting Xu Maochen, he also contacted this man, so the man came to the 9bra bar to find Feng Qingyang while broadcasting live.

Live broadcasts are all gimmicks, Xu Maochen estimates that this kid's gimmick is "meet your ex-girlfriend, live broadcast pop" and the like, but I didn't expect to meet Xu Maochen.

Feng Qingyang also knew that the man was live broadcasting, and when he saw him bring his mobile phone over, he immediately turned his face and didn't let him shoot.

"Yo yo, you're shy, don't you like old men? Why do you change your taste again?

"Say you're fucking a wall!" Xu Maochen rushed over, grabbed the man's selfie stick, and threw it in the middle of the road, just as a car sped by, clicking, crushing the fragile selfie stick to pieces.

"I'm grass Nima!" The man scolded, came up to beat Xu Maochen, this sentence is common in both the north and the south, but the man is skinny and not tall, obviously not Xu Maochen's opponent, he was subdued by three times and divided by two, and pressed on the trunk of the car.

Do you know who I am? I am a well-known anchor on the Fighting Bird platform!"

"I'm beating you birdman!" Xu Maochen slapped one after another, slapping the face of the bird fighting anchor swollen until he was soft in the mouth.

"Emma. Big brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, you just spare me!"

Xu Maochen let go of the man, the man wiped his body, ran to the middle of the road, picked up the mobile phone that was not crushed, aimed at Xu Maochen's side, and retreated while shooting: "Fuck you! Brothers of the Red Flower Society! Remember this kid for me! He played with Lao Tzu's ex-girlfriend and beat Lao Tzu! No matter where you see him in the country in the future, you will see him once and beat him once!"

Xu Maochen was taken aback, thinking that he had met some gang boss, after the man finished his cruel words, he immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet and limped away, Xu Maochen opened the back seat of Bentley and looked at Feng Qingyang, she still looked at Xu Maochen in shock, Xu Maochen sighed. Looking down at himself, his shirt was torn, and it was covered in blood—not his, it was the kid's nosebleed.

"Do you know him?" asked Xu Maochen.

Feng Qingyang said with some shame: "I have been friends for a while. ”

"Are you his fan?" Xu Maochen asked with a smile, he knew that there was a "grass powder" in the live broadcast circle, which was quite popular.

“…… It used to be," Feng Qingyang bit his lip, "It's all in the past, don't ask, okay?"

Now, whether it is the mood or the environment, it is no longer suitable for the snap, Xu Maochen sat back in the cab and asked in a low voice: "Where is your home? I'll send you back." ”

Feng Qingyang didn't squeak, he used his mobile phone to navigate an address, crawled over, put it on the mobile phone rack in the center console (Bentley's own), and clicked to start navigation.

Xu Maochen started, drove silently, not far away, and sent Feng Qingyang to the door of a high-end community in five minutes. Feng Qingyang took off his mobile phone and whispered "thank you".

"Do you live alone?" asked Xu Maochen.

Feng Qingyang had already opened the car door, turned around, stroked his hair, nodded, and said expressionlessly: "Something?"

"No," Xu Maochen smiled bitterly, "I'll pick you up here at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." ”

"What are you picking me up for?"

"Buy you a car. ”

Feng Qingyang looked at Xu Maochen blankly for a while, maybe even she forgot about herself, after thinking about it, Feng Qingyang smiled indifferently, got out of the co-pilot, closed the car door, and entered the community without looking back, disappearing into the depths of the night.

Xu Maochen turned around, drove back to the five-star hotel, took the elevator upstairs, and when he passed by Luo Tianai's room, he found that the light was still on in Xiao Ai's room (observing the small hole, orange was on the light, and black was turned off), thinking that Xiao Ai was not sleeping, so he knocked on the door.

Xiao Ai really didn't sleep, put on her little slippers, and quickly came to open the door, but she didn't wear much clothes, only wrapped in a robe. And the room, filled with all kinds of small arms, and a small oil jug.

"Ah, Your Highness, are you injured?" Xiao Ai saw the blood stains on Xu Maochen's body, and hurriedly asked.

"No, other people's blood, a fight with someone, I'm fine. ”

"Why did you run out on your own again!Hmph, I'm angry!" Xiao Ai pouted.

"It's okay to say that it's okay - what are you doing here, you don't sleep so late?" Xu Maochen changed the topic and asked, pointing to the "arms" all over the ground.

"The south is very humid, and the weapons need to be maintained," Luo Tianai took off Xu Maochen's shirt and circled around him, seeing that he was really not injured, he was relieved and touched his back, "Go take a shower, it's dirty!"

Xu Maochen nodded, went into the bathroom, took off his jeans, and rinsed it briefly, he didn't remember whether this was the fourth or fifth time he took a shower today, just the girls who had ambiguous contact with him amounted to four, it was really a wonderful day.

After taking a shower, Luo Tianai also finished taking care of her weapon, took it back into her small waist bag, and sat quietly on the edge of the bed, waiting for Xu Maochen.

"Xiao Ai, help me check, what kind of organization is the Red Flower Club of the Fighting Bird Platform?" Xu Maochen said.

"Okay. "My little hand is fast when I love to play with my mobile phone. It was soon found out that it was an "organization" organized by a group of brainless fans for a male anchor named "Tianzuo", and it is said that members are spread across the strait, three places, and five continents, with more than 10 million people, I don't know if it's true.

In addition, Xiao Ai also found Tianzuo's live broadcast room on the Fighting Bird platform, he has gone home and is playing games live broadcast, in the lower right corner of the screen, there is a picture of him, and his face is still swollen.

"Can you find out his IP address?" asked Xu Maochen, Luo Tianai is a computer expert.

"I'll try. It mainly depends on the firewall of their platform, and whether it is set up is powerful. Luo Tianai smiled, opened his pocket laptop, connected to the phone, and began to crack.

As it turned out, the firewall of the fighting bird was useless, and it took less than two minutes. was broken by Luo Tianai, not only called up the IP of "Tianzuo", but even checked the house number, building number, and unit number where his house is located.

"Your Highness, what are you looking for him?" Luo Tianai asked.

"Show your muscles. Xu Maochen said with a smile.

This Tianzuo, isn't he Feng Qingyang's ex-boyfriend, isn't he the boss of the Red Flower Society, isn't he quite awesome?

Destroy him. Shocking Feng Qingyang can be regarded as helping Feng Qingyang take revenge, who let that kid call Feng Qingyang a "little scratcher" in front of the national audience, and insult her, saying that she is used to old men - although this may be true, but you can't talk nonsense everywhere!

But. The task of destroying "Tianzuo" should be done in the end, Xu Maochen made a difficulty, if he let himself do it, there is no doubt that it can make Feng Qingyang's good impression of himself deeper and easier to win her heart. can even impress her, leave Dongguan, and go back to the Northeast with herself.

However, this may not be the most appropriate approach.

There is another option, that is, let Feng Biao make a move......

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