"Master, calling, master, calling......"

A rapid, slightly childish mobile phone ringtone woke Bai Fan up from the dizziness, he fumbled several times before grabbing the phone, pressed the answer button in a daze, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"I'm Bai Fan, who are you looking for?"

"What are you doing, looking for you all day, and you haven't answered countless phone calls?"

"Oh, it's Brother Wang Yang, hehe, this son is stunned, Mimi, Saorui, Saorui, buddy, what are you looking for?"

"What the hell are you big-headed ghosts, today, your Lulu asked if you are still studying? Old man Yan, she will find a way to solve it. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"My Lulu, that's a fresh word, I like it!"

Hahaha......

Bai Fan snorted: "My son has decided: although reading is useless, love is priceless, and when I have time in two days, I will go to grind my Lulu's Mimi, feel the older ones, and hug my brothers by the way."

Hehe, what's the matter, I'm still confused......"

"Third brother, you are becoming more and more evil, you should be careful these days, Lu Bingsheng seems to have asked for a gangster, beware that guy is not holding back his fart!"

"Don't pay attention to him, the conspirator wants to die, then I will flatten out his urine, I have been busy watching my sister these days, and when the young master is in a bad mood, he will directly break his third leg and let him change his surname, the word ---- incompetent, got!"

"Third brother, don't mess around, that's a crime, you'll go to jail, do you hear?

After listening to the second brother's advice, he was full of warmth and feelings, but Bai Fan did not have tears and tears, but said nonsense:

"What's the matter, the phone is falling straight down, and I'm still looking at it, I'm so sleepy!"

"Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy, sleep with you! I don't know what ......to do all day long."

Hearing the complaint on the phone, Bai Fan hung up the phone decisively, fell on the bed, and the snoring suddenly rang out.

When he really woke up, it was late in the evening, and he was dying of pain in his head all day, and he quickly got up and got up, washed a few handfuls indiscriminately, and went downstairs to worship the five internal organs temple.

Red Pepper Restaurant:

It is opened by the old couple of SC members downstairs next door, with excellent craftsmanship, fast stir-frying, friendly and hazy, and the best two signature dishes are:

Mandarin duck hot pot, back to the pot meat slices.

As soon as I entered the restaurant, I felt a spicy aroma wafting from my nose.

Bai Fan, who smelled the fragrance of hemp, ordered a stir-fried pork with green peppers, a dish of braised pork, and a plate of cabbage, and couldn't wait to eat a large piece.

While eating, remembering the phone call he received in the afternoon when he was confused, Bai Fan's face gradually became gloomy, and there was a tendency to condense into a strong evil qi:

There is an evil fire in his heart that is rubbing out, and his eyes are full of murderous energy, as for what the hell is going on in his heart, no one knows.

Anyway, this guy is so evil, he will always come up with evil ways to fix the whole cup, maybe if he is not careful, he will really break the third leg of the conspirator......

It was completely dark, and the lights in the restaurant shone through the glass windows and on the scenery outside, which was a little blurry.

After Bai Fan finished eating, he walked out of the restaurant with a crooked mouth and an evil smile, and was about to go home and continue sleeping:

Bang, poof......

A few muffled sounds of human flesh colliding came out.

Looking at the black shadow that almost knocked him down, Bai Fan thought to himself:

How nice it would be if this was a beautiful sister hitting me! Soft, touch, that taste, hehehe......

It's a pity!

But he thought about it:

"No, with my acuity, there is an object that is close to one meter, and it senses immediately, why was it suddenly hit by someone?"

Master? The person who hit me must be an absolute master, and besides, there must be something strange hidden in this collision?

He stared at the blurred black shadow and greeted in a wry tone:

"Old Taoist, don't you have long eyes, what kind of road are you taking?"

"Child, please calm your anger, you can bump into the poor road, but there is a fate, which means that you have a fate, do you know?"

Bai Fan shook his long bangs, frowned on his sword, and said coldly: "It's fate, it's impossible, right? Old Dao, why are you not good at learning when you're old, you want to learn the tricks of a liar?"

While forcing Lao Dao to ask him, while looking at him, Bai Fan saw that the guy who hit him was a middle-aged purple-clothed Taoist, and he smiled cheaply.

This doesn't match the soft little sister at all, this bird situation makes his heart very unhappy.

He was already burning with evil fire in his heart, and his eyes flashed: "Get out, old man, this son has been on fire all over his body in the past two days, and he is easy to misfire, please don't mess with me!"

The old road was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he muttered with a cheap smile: "You have a fart fire, aren't you just opened by the University of Science and Technology......?"

Bai Fan, who was already equipped with martial arts and sharp-eyed ears, could not hear the muttering of the old Tao, and when he was about to leave, he immediately turned his head and asked with a husky look:

"What, you asked the principal to open me? Who are you, why did Old Man Yan listen to you? Do you want Mao to target me and have a grudge against me?"

"There is no hatred, but there is fate!"

"Hell, I think you're an ant with glasses---- your face is a little smaller, hum, it's all nonsense, anyway, you don't pay taxes if you brag about it!"

After saying this, Bai Fan didn't bother to pay attention to this crazy Taoist priest anymore, and hurriedly walked a few steps, wanting to go home early and get some sleep again.

Seeing that Bai Fan was really leaving, the old Taoist priest did not stop him, but looked at his back and sneered sly:

"Poor Dao's face is not big enough, but the principal's face is big enough, and it just so happens that Lao Dao cured his wife's chronic illness, hehehe......

Are you in such a hurry to go home because you want to dream of marrying a daughter-in-law? Hmph, isn't it just daydreaming in the hospital for a few days, can't it be serious?

Ay......

Young people nowadays, it's just so out of tune!"

Bai Fan, who had walked a few feet away, was told by the old Taoist priest that he was in a cold sweat, and his dream of marrying a daughter-in-law was absolutely secret, and no one knew about it.

Even his sworn friends Yu Wang Yang, Lu Dahai, and Boss Zhang, who took care of himself, didn't know about it.

But does this old Taoist priest know that he is swollen?

Moreover, he actually said: cured the chronic illness of the principal's wife?

"I'm xx, you're xx...... It's a bit wicked, huh?"

After listening to the old Taoist's words, Bai Fan turned his head, tilted his mouth, touched his nose with the index finger of his right hand, shook it back and forth a few times, his eyes were bright, he stared at the old Taoist priest deeply, and after sneering evilly, he asked:

"Old Dao, is it really me that you persuaded Old Man Yan to retreat?"

"Is this still fake?"

Confirming that the culprit who persuaded him to retreat was this old Taoist priest, Bai Fan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he sneered:

"Are you sure then, you have a bloody plague tonight?"

"Cut, who believes that there is no shadow at all?" The old Taoist priest looked incredulous, and didn't bother to pay attention to Bai Fan's nonsense.

However, Bai Fan, who was as quiet as a virgin, suddenly exerted his strength, bullied himself in front of the old Taoist priest with lightning speed, and hit him on the bridge of his nose with a fist.

The speed was so fast and staggering that it was a big surprise.

Three punches in a row:

burst

burst

burst

Three muffled sounds came, and the old Taoist priest was very lucky to have a nosebleed.

After the fight, Bai Fan smiled and said: "Don't think that you will count the world, and this young master will also do the same, old way, understand?!"

The old Taoist priest was about to cry in pain, this stinky boy, his strength is so great, and the beating is so painful!

"Ouch, evil boy, you are violating human rights, bullying teachers and destroying ancestors!" Lao Dao roared with tears streaming down his face and covering his bloody nose.

"Who worships you as a teacher?"

Bai Fan, who was smiling, joked: "Old Dao, you play slowly alone, this son continues to dream of marrying a daughter-in-law, Sha Youlala!"

Lao Dao wiped his nosebleed and comforted:

"Child, you really have a fate, the poor Dao is here to hit the fate of the road when you go down the mountain this time, and you can bump into it. ”

"Fate, fate, fate, uncle, old man, you deliberately hit me, is it fate? You better coax the three-year-old child to go......"

The old "hehe" smirked:

"Child, you really have a fate, if you don't deliberately touch the poor road, can you bump into it? If you don't let Old Man Yan open you, can you go with me? Come with me, okay?"

"It's not good, go and cultivate your way, old Tao, if you really have a fate, you can also teach me in the city, why bother to go with you?"

"Teaching in the city? Hmph, can the city be cultivated by the red dust? White boy, you really can't see through the red dust, hehehe......

Don't you just want to see a few more cuties and little in the bud?

Speaking of this, the old man also crooked his mouth a few times, and with a pair of long eyes, he laughed fiercely.

"What, ...... you?"