Is 937 a friend, or a sidekick?
At more than 11 o'clock in the evening, in a mahjong parlor in S Jiazhuang. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Xiao Zhu, who finished eating with Dazhu at home, stood next to a mahjong table with his hands behind his back at the moment, smoking a cigarette while watching the excitement. There is a technical term for this kind of thing in the Northeast, called selling nerds! He mainly describes people who come to mahjong parlors to play, but are not involved in gambling.
The risk cost of this nerd is very high, you have to just look at it, it's generally nothing, but you have to owe it, keep looking at other people's cards and talking blindly, it's easy to be cut, but fortunately, Xiaozhu talks a lot, because he has other purposes for coming.
"Zhu'er, here?!" At the door, a fat middle-aged man walked in and greeted Xiaozhu with a smile.
"Hehe, come and take a walk!" Xiao Zhu nodded.
"Play two!" The middle-aged man is obviously the boss, so he greeted Xiaozhu: "I'll save two more for you!"
Xiao Zhu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then thought about it, walked to the middle-aged boss and said, "Brother Han, you come out!"
"Hehe!" the boss stood at the counter, smiled when he heard this and asked, "What are you doing out there?!"
"You can come out!" Xiao Zhu called again.
"You wait!" The boss patted Xiaozhu on the shoulder, then bent down and reached out to pull open the money box, and directly pulled out a stack of 1,000 from the divided money.
Xiaozhu was stunned.
"Zhuzi, we are friends, but friends don't embarrass friends!" The boss smiled, pushed the money to Xiaozhu, and said: "You haven't been very lucky recently, listen to my brother's advice, stop playing! You take this money, find a place to eat!"
"Brother Han, what do you mean?!" Xiao Zhu suddenly asked with a gloomy face.
ββ¦β¦ If I borrow money from you, and you don't pay me back, can I kill you?! Your brother is still close to Zhang Shizhong! You say, if you take 35,000 yuan from me, you won't be able to give it for a while, so what should I do?!" Brother Han clenched his fists and said: "The water here is shallow, and it is difficult to raise a real dragon......!" Let's play in a different place!"
"Can you still make a fortune with a JB like you?" Xiao Zhu scolded a little embarrassed, then reached out and snatched the thousand yuan in Boss Han's hand, turned around and left.
"Brother, it's all tigers!!There is no exception!" Boss Han looked at Xiaozhu's back and commented very briefly.
After Xiao Zhu failed to borrow money from the place where he was released, in a fit of anger, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
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Long C.
At Shangri-La Hotel, Li Yingji's engagement ceremony is almost coming to an end.
ββ¦β¦ Yingji, come, come here!" Uncle Tian walked down from the upstairs with a slow pace and a very bad face.
"What's wrong, uncle?!" Li Yingji ran over with a fart.
"Whoa!"
Uncle Tian took out the medicine bottle, and Li Yingji sensibly handed over the water.
"Goo-dong, goo-dong!"
Uncle Tian took a few pills with mineral water on his neck.
ββ¦β¦ If you can't drink it, don't drink it!" Li Yingji frowned and said: "Those officials have all crawled out of the wine pile, who can drink them!"
"Whew!"
Uncle Tian let out a sigh, and then said with a smile: "It's okay, most of them are blocked by Jun'er and Yuanyuan, I haven't drunk much!"
"Let's go, I'll find you a place, you can rest!" Li Yingji was about to leave with Uncle Tian in her arms.
"No, I'll have to go back later!" Uncle Tian put his arms around Yingji's neck and said very happily, "Hehe, little cub, you're about to get married!
"Just talk about happy events! Don't say anything?" asked Li Yingji shamelessly.
"Brush!"
Uncle Tian took out a red envelope from his trouser pocket, patted Li Yingji's head and scolded: "Should there be any initiative to ask for this play?!"
"There really is!" Li Yingji saw that the money was open, and snatched it over.
"The four of us! The engagement and marriage are all given!" Uncle Tian said with a smile: "You call Ryoko and Daxun, and it is estimated that you can draw some points!"
"You don't need to tell me about this!" Li Yingji nodded repeatedly.
"Hehe!" Uncle Tian touched Li Yingji's dog head, and while laughing, he suddenly asked, "Who is that kid who has been speaking for Wang Dong at the wine table just now?!!!
Li Yingji was stunned for a moment, then looked up and replied: "What do you say is that little Si'er? He is not Wang Dong's friend, just a small follower!"
ββ¦β¦ Is he an attendant?!" Uncle Tian thought for a moment and asked again with confirmation.
"Ah, it's the attendant, when he was at the wine table, he has been serving Wang Dong, you can see it!" Li Yingji nodded very affirmatively.
"Yes!" Uncle Tian replied.
"Why did you want to ask him?!" asked Li Yingji, puzzled.
ββ¦β¦ It's okay, I thought he was Wang Dong's friend!" Uncle Tian waved his hand, and then replied: "Okay, you can get busy, I'm going upstairs!"
"Okay!" Li Yingji nodded, and didn't ask the bottom of it.
After the two finished speaking, they parted at the top of the staircase, and by this time Susa had finished changing her clothes, dressed in her evening dress, and walked over in her little high heels.
"What's in your hand, friend?" asked Susa, blinking her big eyes and pointing to the red envelope in Li Yingji's hand.
ββ¦β¦ Ahh
"Oh!" Susa's pretty face deliberately showed a naΓ―ve expression, and then stretched out her little paw and said, "Show me!"
"Oh, what's there to see in a red envelope!"
"Do you want to give it?" Susa raised her eyebrows and asked, "Believe it or not, I killed your son?!"
ββ¦β¦ Stinky and shameless!" Li Yingji gritted her teeth and scolded, and then handed the red envelope to Susa.
"Okay, I'll give it to the master of ceremonies when I go back!" Susa took the red envelope, didn't even look at it, and after confiscating it directly, she grabbed Li Yingji's arm and said.
"......!" Li Yingji suddenly gloomy.
"Laugh!" said Susa slowly.
"Laughing Nima!"
ββ¦β¦ Kill your son!"
"Hey, hey!" Li Yingji suddenly bared her teeth.
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The other end.
Near the suburbs, there is a straight road about a kilometer in front of the crematorium, which is basically free of cars at night, and the road is flat and wide.
"You drive 458, let's accelerate in a straight line, 0-100 see footwork, a job, okay?" asked Xinyu as he sat in his chariot.
"Run in circles?!" Wang Dong replied.
"I'm not flying on the street, it's too cocky!" Xinyu directly refused: "And there is no technical content! 0-100 starting speed, within a few seconds, you can see at a glance what your footwork is!"
ββ¦β¦ Then I'll drive a Porsche!" Wang Dong opened his mouth and said: "458 is not the same level as your one, take advantage of you!"
"Let's test it!"
After Xinyu finished speaking, after stepping on the accelerator, the M2S sound suddenly exploded, and the four exhaust pipes instantly slapped the fire on the ground twice, and the body rushed forward twice after a continuous pause visible to the naked eye during acceleration.
PS: It's still around two o'clock!