012 I'm fostered?

The first shot successfully cured He Dong's illness, which made Lin Weiming feel very excited, don't look at the time when it was just two injections, but the consumption of internal force was still very large, and he opened up He Dong's blocked meridians by the way. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wood attribute internal force of Rejuvenation Gong also opened up his meridians, making his meridian walls more resilient, He Dong will definitely get twice the result with half the effort when he practices Qigong in the future, and there will be no problems before the day after tomorrow, and cultivation is only a matter of time for him.

Cutting a piece of ginseng and putting it in his mouth, Lin Weiming silently carried the rejuvenation gong, and the internal force consumed quickly recovered, and his cultivation still had a trace of refinement.

Knowing that there were still people following him outside, it was getting dark, and asked He Dong to leave his contact information, so Lin Weiming sent the two away, and after waiting for a while, he walked towards the dim alley.

"Hey, this kid has a way to heaven, you don't go, there is no door to hell, you can vote for it!" Huang Mao beckoned a few younger brothers to plan Bao Yuan Lin Weiming.

"Brother, this kid has money, let's borrow some flowers. Huang Mao bared his yellow teeth and said to the two cronies beside him.

"Brother Bo, there's a dead end ahead, this kid should have spotted us, quick!" reminded a young man with an off-the-beaten-style hairstyle.

"Let's go!" several people rushed forward with iron rods in their hands and wooden sticks.

In the depths of the alley, the dim street lamps are swaying, this is a dead end, and the sparse population just solves the few people behind them.

Huang Mao came with a few people, and the light of his mobile phone turned into the alley, and he saw Lin Weiming leaning against the wall, looking at his own people with his hands crossed, without a little fear.

"Boy, you're still running, my brothers have been with you for so long, I just want to borrow some money from you, don't worry. Huang Mao gently smashed the ground with an iron rod, making a "knock knock" sound.

"Brothers, teach him a lesson first, let him be honest. Several people made a gesture and wanted to rush up, and it seems that several people are already very skilled in this method, and they all react energetically.

I saw Lin Weiming burst into tears, and the voice started from the dantian, out of the mouth, and shook the ears. The sound was very loud, like a cannon in the dark night, and the "ha" made the gangsters' ears ring.

smashed the backpack at a person, and slapped Huang Mao's hand with his right hand, the iron rod fell, and the pain made Huang Mao feel that the bones of his hand were cracked, the pain in his heart, the cold sweat on his forehead went straight out, and one by one dripped down.

The other people who were scattered looked at each other again, waved the sticks in their hands together, and slashed with long knives. Lin Weiming dodged left and right, skillfully dodging the attack.

A punch on the left and a punch on the right fell to the ground, and another backspin kick kicked a man who was about to sneak attack more than two meters away.

Everyone spread out on the ground, looking at Lin Weiming in horror, and the other three hurriedly threw down the murder weapon in their hands, panicked and wanted to run away, shouting "Help, help!"

"Damn, the people who were robbed didn't scream, you guys are a fart!" Lin Weiming jumped lightly and kicked the wooden stick under his feet and threw it at them.

"Ahh

Lin Weiming's upright figure looked very majestic under the illumination of the street lamp, and the shadow dragged a long and long walk towards Huang Mao.

Lin Weiming's sneer was the face of a demon in Huang Mao's eyes, which was very terrifying.

"Brother, big brother, we were wrong, we were wrong!" Huang Mao hurriedly begged for mercy when he saw Lin Weiming walking towards him, and several other people also ran to kneel in front of Lin Weiming.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Weiming stepped on Huang Mao's hand and said,

"Look at me as a person, I'm a bully, isn't it!" With the sound of "ah", Lin Weiming's feet twisted hard, causing Huang Mao to scream "Ah, ah" for a while, and exhaled heavily.

"No, no!" said the few people kneeling in front of them, shaking their heads and trembling.

"Honestly, who are you, who sent you, and what do you want to do!" Lin Weiming asked solemnly as he looked directly at a tall man.

"We are the people of the third master. A tall man hurriedly responded.

"You say!" Lin Weiming turned his head and said to Huang Mao again.

"We see that you are spending a lot of money at the auction house, and we want to make a lot of money from you. Huang Mao reluctantly said what happened, they did not do such things in Shanghai.

"Who is the third master?"

"The third master is Wei San, the eldest brother here in Hudong. ”

"He made his fortune as a smuggler, and now he is the owner of a large logistics company, and we are all his horses. ”

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A few people poured beans into a bamboo tube and told everything about the so-called Wei Sanye.

"Warn me that Wei San, don't mess with me, buddy, let him be careful for me! Lin Weiming put down a cruel sentence.

"Okay, okay. Several people supported each other and ran away one step at a time.

It's not good to have your own power these days, and if you come out and spend some money, people will be targeted, but fortunately, you will know Gu Wu, otherwise you will be planted.

"Wei San, I'll see and see when the time comes!" Lin Weiming walked out of the alley and took a taxi away, muttering in his mouth.

"Ding!", Lin Weiming took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a pp message, "Weiming, I heard that you are in Shanghai?" Such a message appeared on the mobile phone, and the message was sent by Lin Weiming's roommate in college, Xu Youchun, who was the second in line.

"How does Brother Pig know that I am in Shanghai!" Lin Weiming typed and laughed, Xu Youchun was the second in line, and he liked to eat when he was in college, he was only 1.6 meters tall but weighed nearly 200 pounds, everyone called him a pig, and he didn't resist when he was happy, and the brothers in the dormitory liked to call him that.

"Hehe, who else, of course it's Yuan Zihua, his kid said in the group that you were raised by a rich woman. Seeing this news, Lin Weiming was speechless, what is this special M!

I was fostered? I somehow became a little white face? I don't accept it!!

"Is there an introduction, my brother is in good health, please take care of him!" sent another message.

"Well, Brother Pig, you are F-E-I--fat, not strong. I'm not fostered. Lin Weiming said quickly typing.

"I know, your character is impossible, but what Yuan Zihua said is decent, you have to explain it!" Xu Youchun sent a serious boy, seeing this sentence Lin Weiming felt warm, there are still people who are optimistic about themselves after graduating for so long.

"What's the explanation, the clear ones are self-purifying, it's boring! By the way, the brothers haven't seen each other after graduation, when will they get together?" Lin Weiming remembered the time when he was in college, and his youth was beautiful.

"Yes, it's time to get together, I'll contact you, but that Han Yaqi is also in the group, do you want to explain. ”

"No matter what, it's all over. ”

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