"The hairy crabs here taste great!"

"If you like it, I'll ask them to send one to you every day," Ren Ying said with a smile, and Song Shijing suddenly nodded happily. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The local tyrants are used for pits, and the landlords are used to fight, otherwise what are they poor peasants messing with!

The background of their happy picture is a small girl who is carried on a stretcher and rushed to the hospital at a dining table not far away......

Because of the angle of sight, Song Shijing didn't see this scene, and she was very emotional. "Xiao Yingying, your popularity is good, and there are even people who deliver food. ”

Ren Ying smiled but said nothing.

Mu Qian: "It's the little girl who grabbed clothes from you, maybe she wants to tease you." ”

Song Shijing suddenly didn't know why.

Teasing with this?

"Isn't she ......" Song Shijing's eyes lit up, and she said a little shyly: "You were moved by my behavior just now, so you want to do something to compensate us?"

Ren Ying and Mu Qian held their foreheads with one hand at the same time.

"What's the matter? Is that so? Sure, right?"

Mu Qian: "YoulikeisGood."

"What do you mean?" Song Shijing asked shamelessly.

Mu Qian picked up the soup spoon and took a sip of the sticky and delicious porridge that he didn't know anything, and casually translated: "It's good if you're happy." ”

No matter how stupid Song Shijing is, she knows that she is being ridiculed again.

Smoke Scar looked at it with a smile behind him, his eyes scanning his surroundings from time to time, always alert to possible dangers.

Mu Qian glanced at the cigarette scar, and said to Ren Ying with a smile: "Don't you let your bodyguard go to eat something?" ”

"Huh?" Ren Ying turned her head to look at it, and then said something very hurtful: "Captain Smoke Scar, are you still here?"

Smoke Scar felt like he had been stabbed in the heart.

Song Shijing bit a piece of steak and beckoned: "Uncle come here to sit and eat together." Xiaoqian, is it okay?"

Mu Qian smiled and nodded, put away his plate, and moved a place inside.

"Uncle come and sit down," Mu Qian said, "I heard Ren Ying say that you were introduced by Uncle Chen, are you familiar with Uncle Chen?"

"Old friends for many years, hostile and side by side," Smoke Scar said lightly, unconsciously a little cold.

Song Shijing asked weakly: "Hostonous, have Uncle Chen ever fought?"

"Our mercenary group is trustworthy, and when we take the order, we will fight for our employer. The corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously as he said this.

It should have thought of the battle in the garbage dump in the north of the city, and the escape ability of the mercenary group was indeed world-class.

Only he, the head of the regiment, is still adhering to this principle.

"I don't sit anymore," Scar explained, "it's not in line." ”

Song Shijing blinked, the rules this time, once upon a time also filled her life, but when Zhen's father and Song's mother met, the rules were broken......

If you say it, others may not believe it.

Before Song's mother chatted with Zhen's father, Song Shijing was worried in her heart - if her mother knew that she had lived with a peer, even if nothing had happened, she would definitely be severely educated.

But after that meeting of the century, Song's mother actually encouraged herself to live in Zhen's house......

This kind of change made Song Shijing sigh, and it can only be said that creation makes people, and providence makes people.

Ren Ying opened her mouth to invite Smoke Scar to dine together, but Smoke Scar smiled and refused, saying that this was his professionalism and hoped that his employer would respect him.

Smoke Scar spoke like this, and Ren Ying and Song Shijing didn't insist.

In fact, Mu Qian is right about people standing next to dinner...... Don't mind at all!

When he dined in the Demon King's Palace, he ate delicacies that were difficult to find in both the human main plane and the demon world, with hundreds of big wave banshees on the left and hundreds of personable servants on the right......

In retrospect, I was also embarrassed.

"Then again, Xiao Qian," Song Shijing remembered one thing.

"Huh?" Mu Qian was nostalgic for his dissolute years, and when he heard Song Shijing shouting next to him, he also recovered from his trance.

Song Shijing poked the dinner plate in front of her with chopsticks and whispered: "I forgot to tell you, I seem to have met that aunt on campus, the one who can play the piano." ”

Gong Suqing?

Mu Qian motioned to Song Shijing with his eyes not to make a noise, after all, he was outside now.

Song Shijing received the signal and winked at Mu Qian to show that she understood. Ren Ying caught some key points on the side: "Is the color high on campus?"

"That's right. Song Shijing was a little wary, "Don't you want to come to school too?"

"Can't you?" Ren Ying elegantly took a bite of the flesh in the spoon, "And I haven't finished high school yet, so I can't run the group's business outside all day long." ”

Song Shijing sneered, and Mu Qian also smiled and said nothing.

That's really not a good job.

Mu Qian: "You can finish the matter first, high school studies shouldn't be too important to you, and very people treat them with extraordinary means." ”

Ren Ying lowered her head and said, "But I want to be with you." ”

Song Shijing pretended that she hadn't heard it, and turned her head to look at the bustling night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Mu Qian smiled, but didn't respond to anything.

The atmosphere was a little subtlely awkward.

Mu Qian decided to divert the topic, "By the way, what do you think is the biggest role of middle schools in the current education system?"

"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Ren Ying got rid of the embarrassment along the topic, she smiled softly, "School, of course, the biggest role is education." ”

"Well, that's the most basic. ”

Song Shijing grinned: "Let young people engage in objects? Look at the joke, the biggest role should be to let teenagers grow up in a collective atmosphere, avoid many adolescent problems, and adapt to collective life from an early age." ”

Mu Qian scraped his eyes with his fingers—impressed.

"You can still have this kind of insight," Mu Qian praised with his hand, and Song Shijing suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The cigarette scar next to him suddenly said in a deep baritone: "Adolescent teenagers are actually the root of many problems, teenagers at this age have a body that is not inferior to adults, and they are full of curiosity about the world, and they have too active thinking. ”

The three young men looked up at this man with a scar on his face and a story in his heart, and suddenly felt that this middle-aged uncle's shoulders were much wider in an instant.

"The biggest role of the school is to minimize the occurrence of juvenile delinquency, and also let the juveniles be confined to a small world to grind off the spikes, which can be regarded as a guarantee of social security." ”

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the head of a world-class mercenary group, and these words are inseparable from what Mu Qian knows.

Mu Qian raised his cup and refused to say anything to the cigarette scar.

Song Shijing and Ren Ying glanced at each other, but their eyes were the same, and they were both saying a word:

The world of men is really complicated.

……

As Mu Qian's meal drew to a close, several figures rushed out of the roof of the Municipal Building and spread their gliding wings, like birds at night, gliding across the unseen airspace on the ground.

The sound of the propeller spinning came from the east, and several staff members rushed to the top of the building, waving their light rods in their hands.

A large gunship slowly landed on the spacious apron on the rooftop, the propellers began to slow down, the hatch opened, and several heavily armed guards jumped out.

A leather boot that had been rubbed to shine, reflecting the slow medal on the chest of the owner of the leather boot, slowly stretched out......