Chapter 1: Dirt Buns, Get Out
Lianzhou City, Railway Station.
A Mercedes S600 was parked on the side of the road, seemingly waiting for someone.
There were two people sitting in the car.
"Uncle Yong, that person came out. The driver turned back to an old man in the back seat.
The old man, dressed in a Tang suit, was closing his eyes at the moment, and when he heard the driver's words, he opened his sparkling eyes and glanced out of the car window.
Not far away, a young man about eighteen years old, dressed in ordinary clothes and carrying an army-green bag from the nineties on his shoulder, walked towards this side with a smile on his face.
"Show me the picture. ”
The driver handed a photo to the latter.
Uncle Yong glanced at it, and was sure that it was a young man who came over.
His brows furrowed, was this young man really a master invited by Mr. Wei with great effort?
Any teenager pulled from this street is no different from this kid.
However, Uncle Yong has been in the Wei family for more than ten years, and Mr. Wei is stable and low-key, and he will never make such a low-level mistake.
It's just that I really can't connect the words "the boy in front of me" and the master.
Uncle Yong opened the car door and got out of the car.
"Excuse me, is it Mr. Zhao? I am the person sent by Mr. Wei to pick you up. Uncle Yong took the photo and glanced at the young man, confirmed his eyes, and asked.
"Call me Zhao Ping, I'll only turn eighteen in a few months, don't call me old. Zhao Ping smiled and nodded.
"Please get in the car. "Since it is the person invited by Mr. Wei, Uncle Yong has to be absolutely polite and respectful.
Zhao Ping bent down to get into the car.
"It's still cool with air conditioning, hey, you don't know that there are too many people in the car I sit, or a green car, it's not easy to come to a big city." As soon as he got on the train, Zhao Ping began to complain that the environment on the train was too bad, "If there is anything in the future, send a plane to pick me up directly, it will save more trouble." ”
Uncle Yong: "I can't be the master of this, but I can talk to Mr. Wei on the phone first." ”
"Okay, the next time you send me back, you'll use a plane, and the last thing I like is to take the train. Zhao Ping smiled, "Old man, you don't seem to like to laugh very much, you have been keeping a straight face, too serious, this is not good, laughing for ten years, life is just a few decades, we want to be happy every day, what do you say." ”
Uncle Yong: "••••••••"
The entrance to a large luxury villa.
Honked the car horn.
The door opens automatically.
The Mercedes drove straight in.
"Well, Zhao Ping, let me tell you first, our young lady has a bit of a barbaric personality and is a tomboy, if there is anything that makes you angry or something, you can bear with it. "Uncle Yong will take a preventive shot in advance first.
"Is your young lady a beauty?" asked Zhao Ping.
Uncle Yong: "It's a beauty, I promise you." ”
Zhao Ping generous: "That's okay, the character of a beautiful woman is generally not good, my personality is like the sea, I can tolerate all things." When I heard the word beauty, my eyes lit up.
Uncle Yong had a momentary illusion and lured the wolf into the room!
Get out
Uncle Yong led Zhao Ping into the hall.
"Stop, stop there. ”
I only heard the domineering voice of a girl who looked like a yellow bird.
Zhao Ping took a look.
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl came into view, with delicate facial features, a pair of big talking eyes, tied with a ponytail, skin like snow, a small vest printed with a Peppa Pig pattern, a miniskirt on the lower body, two straightforward, slender white and tender thighs exposed to the air, dressed very young and cute.
The only drawback is the chest airfield, which can only score 85 points!
There was a smile in Zhao Ping's eyes. He loves to look at beautiful women, and beautiful women can always put him in a good mood.
However, Zhao Ping was in a happy mood, and his image was simply devastating in front of the beauties.
Nima, who are these people? What age, and still carrying an antique backpack, how long has it been since those shoes have been washed? dirty, and the edges of the shoes are sticking to the mud.
Tu Baozi, malnourished, uneducated, and obscene in her eyes, especially when you see her breasts.
So disappointed.
It's so desperate!
Is Dad blind? Call this dirt bun to protect himself?
"Beauty, have you seen enough? I'm a little shy when you look at me like this. Zhao Ping said with a little red face.
"Phew, whoever looks at you, don't be shameless, who asked you to come to my house, get out. Wei Tingting said in a very unhappy tone, "Look at you have trampled on the floor of my house." ”
Zhao Ping was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Oh, you said that the soil on my feet, I guarantee that the soil of my hometown that you have never smelled is fragrant." If you don't believe me, I'll give you a sniff. ”
As he spoke, he bent down and took off his shoes.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing, get out, who's going to smell the dirt on your shoes. "Girls are going crazy.
"I promise, the earth is really fragrant, more fragrant than the flowers. Zhao Ping said very seriously.
"Uncle Yong, what kind of person is Dad please, this is a joke with my life. Wei Tingting was so angry that he wanted to kill, but Zhao Ping really looked serious.
Uncle Yong nodded, and said a little helplessly: "Miss, it's really him, when Mr. Wei went to the rice country, he told him thousands of times, Mr. Zhao Ping is the heavenly master we invited." ”
Wei Tingting pursed his lips and said angrily: "Damn, my dad is really blind, no, I'm going to call my dad!"
Dialed my dad directly.
"Dad, the person you invited is a dirt bun, I don't want it, tell him to go. ”
Mr. Wei was pleasantly surprised: "Is Zhao Ping here?" Great, Tingting, Dad will go back next week, you must not offend Zhao Ping, this is the Heavenly Master I invited with great effort, and people came to protect you for the sake of your dead grandfather's face." ”
"Dad, I think you've been shaken, what kind of heavenly master is not a heavenly master, I don't believe it. Wei Tingting said coquettishly, "Anyway, I don't care, I want him to get out." ”
"Don't make a fuss, he's a capable person. Okay, that's it, I'm in a meeting. "Hung up the phone.
"Hey, hey, am I your daughter? Wei Tingting gritted his teeth with hatred.
"This, Miss Tingting, Zhao Ping is a capable person. Uncle Yong glanced at Zhao Ping and said, "You will just take a moment, and after a month, he will leave." ”
"No, I can't bear it for an hour, grandma, he has the ability, thin arms and legs, Uncle Yong, you can beat him with one punch." ”
Uncle Yong is a hidden master of the Wei family.
It's okay to have Uncle Yong to protect her.
Dad got nervous and went to the countryside to invite such a dirt bun.
"I'm actually a capable person. Zhao Ping said.
"Okay, if you have the ability to fight Uncle Yong, if you can last ten seconds under Uncle Yong's hands, stay here. Wei Tingting looked at him provocatively, Uncle Yong could knock out Zhao Ping in one round.
Uncle Yong's force is worth not being known to others, but she Wei Tingting knows the roots, and several bodyguards from the special forces in the family went up together, and they were all beaten down by Uncle Yong.
Just Zhao Ping's thin appearance, hehe, he can scare him to death with his eyes.
"Ten seconds? Not so much, half a second is enough. Zhao Ping said.
Uncle Yong is angry, the young man is too arrogant.
Even if you're really a master, you look down on yourself too much.
Uncle Yong was about to speak, when Zhao Ping suddenly stepped out.
Lightning-fast speed.
Kicked directly in Uncle Yong's crotch.
"You. ”
Uncle Yong only said one word, covered his crotch with both hands, and fell to the ground in pain. 、
"Look, half a second. Zhao Ping spread his hands and said.
Wei Tingting: "•••••••"
"You, you, you, you are despicable. ”
"The winner is king, and the loser is the loser. ”
"Uncle Yong is a fifty-year-old man, you are shameless. ”
"People don't have a face, the world is invincible. ”
Wei Tingting was so angry that he was about to explode.
"Uncle Yong, do you want to try again;" Zhao Ping asked kindly, "See if I'm a capable person." ”
A harmless smile of humans and animals.
This kind of grin of leveling looked a little frightened to Uncle Yong.
Uncle Yong stood up in embarrassment, with a dark face, "No, you are really a capable person, Mr. Wei did not invite the wrong person." ”
"You have the ability to fight, but, to protect Tingting, you don't just use force to solve it, you have to use your brain. ”
A woman's voice.
Zhao Ping looked up, and his eyes lit up again.