Sorry, can you get out of the way a little bit? ”

The man's body leaned against the game console, smiling intimately, and a faint cologne breath wafted in, Ling Jing frowned. Fang Cai Yahan's mother clearly gave Yahan a blind date, although she sat next to Jiaming and Shasha, she didn't even say hello to this man, at most she could only say that she glanced at it, and now she walked to her side with a natural intimate attitude, even if she was familiar, it was a little too much.

It's not that Yahan is the kind of girl with an extremely conservative personality, and she has ringworm for men other than her boyfriend. In addition to Jiaming, she has always had her own space, such as the piano, helping others make blackboard newspapers, participating in reading clubs, and ordinary boys can also talk and laugh, but there must be a limit to such intimacy, Wen Congyi's attitude at this time has even obviously exceeded the boundaries of ordinary friends in her heart. The quiet girl, who has always been measured in dealing with people and things, will also clearly express her displeasure.

"Heh, just to see if you can't ......"

Nawen took a step back from Yi Xiao and waved his hand freely, it is undeniable that the man in front of him not only has a handsome appearance, but also can attract the attention of the opposite sex in temperament, with a hint of decadence in his cynical smile, he should be the most popular one-night stand object in that kind of bar. Ling Jing turned her head to look at the electronic screen, and heard him say, "That...... I listened to Yahan's introduction just now, your name is Lingjing, right? ”

"Hmm." Ling Jing frowned and nodded sullenly.

"I heard that Yahan is now the teacher of the Sacred Heart, so are you her student? As far as I know, it seems a little difficult for high school students to be good friends with their teachers. ”

The man who returned from studying in the United States also has some English accent in Mandarin. In the eyes of some people, it may be the mark of the elite at that time, but Ling Jing did not answer his question again, because Jia Ming had already walked over with a smile: "Beauty, is there something wrong?" ”

One hand on the back of the chair. Holding the edge of the game console with one hand, it is the same posture as Fang Caiwen Congyi. Even more intimate than him, Ling Jing laughed happily, shook her head, touched Jia Ming's cheek affectionately, and pointed to the question on the screen: "I won't know this." In the gap between his eyes, he saw the rustling on the side and looking at this side with a smile. Ling Jing secretly pursed his mouth from Yi's side, revealing a disgusted gaze. Sasha raised her eyebrows amusedly, shrugged her shoulders, and turned to play slot with Yahan.

Completely different treatments, the attitude of the two of them made Wen Congyi frown a little, and the most depressed thing was. His opinion of a returned international student was not adopted, and in front of Ling Jing was still the question and answer question just now. Jia Ming thought for a while, and then said, "Let's get one, let's choose C." Then he looked up and smiled politely.

"Hello."

Seeing Jia Ming looking over, Wen Congyi hurriedly smiled and stretched out his hand, Jia Ming also shook it with him through Ling Jing, in this action that was like holding Ling Jing's entire body in his arms, Ling Jing clicked on option C, and then answered D in the game console.

This answer was exactly what Wen Congyi said, but there was no happy expression on his face at this time. Ling Jing snorted slightly and slapped Jia Ming: "I think C is unlikely... But there was no annoyance, and there was no mention of Wen Congyi's correct prompt. The intimacy between lovers never takes such right and wrong as a reference standard, Wen Congyi naturally understands clearly, but he has doubts in his heart, so he probably asked about the relationship between these people, this boy called Gu Jiaming should be boyfriend and girlfriend with that Liu Huaisha, is it right that he is deliberately pretending to be intimate to me now?

After a little contact, Jia Ming probably noticed that the simple blind date prepared for Yahan ended up meeting Ling Jing as a foil, which really made people cry and laugh. But he has long understood that among the three girls, Lingjing's temperament is actually the most unique, on the one hand, she has the purest beauty and spirituality that belongs to the ordinary definition of a girl, on the other hand, she has a special sense of maturity that is completely different from the definition of a girl. Thinking so, he looked up and smiled.

"Are you good at quizzes?"

Hearing Jia Ming's question, Ling Jing also looked up at Wen Congyi, and the man immediately laughed: "Hehe, it's not amazing, but the knowledge in this is not profound for me, you know, there is a wide range of knowledge in universities in the United States, and there are all kinds of ......."

"Oh, so can you play the game?"

"Clearance ......" Wen Congyi hesitated slightly, "This, heh......" was about to refuse, but Ling Jing had already smiled and let go of the position: "You come and play, we have never passed the level." ”

"No, you play, I'll just watch from the side."

"You play, it's okay."

Ling Jing smiled sweetly, asked twice in a row, and he couldn't refuse again, so he sat in Ling Jing's position before answering a question, and only heard one sentence: "You play slowly, we have something to do." Looking back, I could only see that the two of them had hooked their shoulders and walked farther and farther.

Reaching out to the screen, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and after a moment, lit a cigarette, shook his head, and then seriously clicked on the options on the screen.

At this time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and most of the guests of the banquet had already arrived at the hotel one after another, and they were actually taken by Mr. Yahan's blind date, Lingjing was teased by Yahan and Shasha, and had to smile helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'm not sorry for the schadenfreude anymore, okay......" After betting on the points in front of the slot machine several times, the four of them immediately left the entertainment room, and on the way to the banquet hall, they saw a group of people wearing martial arts uniforms coming from the front, and Lingjing and Shasha were stunned at the same time.

Walking towards this side is the Muay Thai exchange team headed by the Muay Thai master Siriwang. The two sides had a holiday, and when Na Siriwang saw Jiaming walking next to him, his eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of fierceness. Jia Ming just pursed the corners of his lips indifferently. Since that night, Ling Jing and Sasha have only known that the Muay Thai master has constantly challenged Chinese fighters, and he has come to the door to challenge

put on a strong attitude of not refusing to come, breaking the bones of many people, it turned out that they were also living in the Hometown Hotel.

These things are naturally clear to the family, but now that Amre has not been sent away, Yan Huang Awakening may have already warned against making trouble, and they can only make some noise in the normal game. The honor of Chinese kung fu naturally has nothing to do with them, as long as they don't mess around. On their own side, they can be when they don't exist at all.

He is used to being a killer, and he is full of pragmatic indifference in his bones. With his hands in his pockets, he treated the hostile gaze of the group of people as if it were not there, but the ranks of the Thais were already showing signs of being ready to move. These days, Xiao Meng has arranged for a large number of people to stay outside the hotel all the time, and he will only wait for these Thais to come out and kill one of them, and then give them a settlement fee and arrange to run away, with a very tough attitude. These people didn't dare to go out alone for a while. But naturally, there are also channels to get the news and find out who is the culprit in the conflict that day.

That night at the police station. Amre was slapped into a concussion, or second, for these Thais, the biggest shame is that Siriwang was spit on by more than a dozen premeditated gangsters, I am afraid that Siriwang himself has regarded this incident as a great shame, and he has released remarks similar to "Chinese kung fu is all about fist and embroidered legs" and "Muay Thai world first" in the past few days. Every time the contest is also extremely heavy, trying to beat people to the last breath within the specified range, trying to attract the greatest attention. It's a pity that China's speech is not free, Yan Huang Awakening gave a death order to newspapers and TV through the government, and the news in this regard can only be mentioned at most, so the Sino-Thai exchanges have been carried out in a "friendly" atmosphere in the past few days. At this time, he saw Jia Ming, the bones all over his body were already clicking, and the sound was terrifying as if he was setting off firecrackers.

For a while, the atmosphere in the long corridor became extremely strange and solemn, Ling Jing and Sha Sha were apprehensive, Yahan had only heard about it, but at this time he had already understood. Although they trust Jiaming's skills, they are stared at with hostility by a Muay Thai master like Siriwang, and that sense of oppression is by no means something that ordinary people can completely bear. Several hotel employees who walked around were also affected by this atmosphere for a while, looking at Siriwang and the others, and then looking at the three men and women here, they didn't dare to approach.

Blowing the tune of the children's song "The Snail and the Oriole", Jiaming, who had a flat face, looked at Siriwang's red eyes and passed by the Muay Thai master, while Ling Jing, Shasha, and Yahan just followed, not daring to look at the somewhat handsome and fierce face. At this time, at the back of the Muay Thai team, a Thai teenager who was not very tall walked out directly and stood in the middle of the aisle.

Originally, these people didn't walk in the hotel in a completely neat line, they all chatted casually, but they all consciously made room for others to pass through the aisle, but the young man stood with his hands on his chest, but he deliberately blocked the space to pass. About Siriwang had warned them not to make trouble, and they didn't dare to say directly that I was going to flatten you, but the provocation was already obvious.

The corridor was a little quiet, and in the strange atmosphere, the attitude of a group of Thai people also changed from hatred to sneering, and no one spoke, obviously looking at the attitude of the three women and one man after the road was blocked. However, Jiaming's side was not very idle, the young man stood in the middle of the road, and Jiaming directly lifted his coat, and then, everyone heard a few "clicks".

It was the sound of a pistol being loaded.

Humming the melody of "The Snail and the Oriole", a pistol appeared in Jiaming's hand, and as he walked forward, he opened the safe, loaded, and removed the hammer behind the gun with his thumb at will, and then pressed it back again, checking the pistol. These warriors from Thailand basically have the knowledge of firearms, and the moment they saw the gun, the sneer almost froze into one, and then turned into apprehension and cold sweat.

China's weapons control is extremely strict, even if they can get a pistol, they can't take it with them at any time and swagger away, where Jiaming's pistol came from, they naturally don't have much time to think, the most important thing is that Jiaming casually checked the firearm, stretched his waist while walking, did two chest expansion exercises, and the muzzle of the pistol that was held at random roamed through the upper body of everyone in the delegation, over and over again...... Shaken by the muzzle, some people's bodies suddenly stiffened, some people were ready to react at any time, and some escorts with poor psychological quality immediately took a few steps back, and the young man who had just stood up looked at Jiaming motionlessly, his eyes were like cowbells, and he was about nervous.

"Suban!" Before he could reach the distance of confronting the young man, Siriwang in the rear had already shouted loudly, and then someone in the team stretched out his hand and hurriedly pulled the young man named Suban away, and then, a group of people watched Jia Ming arrogantly brandishing a pistol and walked over.

"Ah, in front of the door, a vine, tender and green, just budding...... Ah, tender, tender green just sprouted......"

The strange melody hovered in the air, and a hotel employee carrying a vase behind the Muay Thai team was also frightened by the pistol-wielding Jiaming for a while, and in this atmosphere, Jiaming pointed the pistol at the vase, and then began to ...... Watering the flower......

Zi, Zi......

Tiny jets of water flew in the air, and in the eyes of a group of Thais who hadn't reacted much, four figures disappeared around the corner of the corridor, and a girl's chuckle faintly came from the air......

For a moment, as if a sudden eruption in the corridors, hysterical shouts rang out in an incomparably chaotic manner, and in the hotel, they were heard far away:

"Damn the Chinese—"

"I'm going to kill him—"

"Hold them off—"

"Suban! Don't mess around—"

"Don't hold me, ah-"