Xu Qing took the cigarette and sat on the □□, put the cigarette butt on the nail cover and paused a few times, and said, "Brother Tang, if you have anything to say, anyway, Han Xue is now living in my house, and the surname Wei has to go if he wants to find trouble." ”

Tang Guobin put away his jokes, and said with a straight face: "The surname Wei is □□, but he is in charge of public security, and the old boy is full of wine and wealth, but if he wants to live on the ground in Jiangcheng, he has to give him some face, especially in the catering and entertainment industry, it is not difficult to pick some bones out of the eggs." ”

Xu Qing thanked Tang Guobin for his kind reminder, but it didn't mean that he would give up his principles because of this resistance, he had a lot of blood flowing in his bones, he couldn't do prawns, and he couldn't do prawns, let alone prawns.

"Brother Tang, I appreciate your kindness, but if the surname Wei really dares to find fault, I won't hide, we are murderous men in the crotch." Xu Qing's eyes lit up, he reached out and grabbed a blue stone ornament at the head of the bed, secretly transported Zhengyang Gong to the palm of his hand, and with a force of his five fingers, he only heard a click, and the object suddenly shattered into a pile of irregular stones.

Tang Guobin was stunned and looked at the gravel that slipped from the palm of his hand, his eyes were full of envy, a few days ago he was a boy who could only work hard, but he actually practiced such a hard kung fu, and his envy even made him a little jealous.

Xu Qing patted the stone powder on his hand and sighed lightly: "Alas! This is Zhengyang Gong, it's a pity that you were too early, otherwise I would have really taught you! ”

Tang Guobin came back to his senses violently, shook his head with a look of regret and sighed: "Alas! It's a good Zhengyang Gong, it's a pity that our buddies don't have this fate, I knew that such a powerful brother was willing to become a Chinese suffocator! ”

Xu Qing knew that Tang Guobin was a typical martial idiot, and when he saw his remorseful appearance, he felt a little unbearable, and comforted: "Brother Tang, if you can't practice Zhengyang Gong, maybe there is a sunflower treasure book or something that can be practiced, and when the master comes back, I'll help you ask?" ”

Tang Guobin nodded subconsciously and said, "Okay, that's the only way." Suddenly remembering what this kid said just now, he glared at him and said angrily: "You kid is only practicing the Sunflower Treasure Book!" ”

Xu Qing stuck out his tongue and said triumphantly: "What's the matter, the bones surnamed Wei won't be harder than this stone, right?" ”

Tang Guobin pouted disapprovingly: "Just because your hands are still tender, can you kid be faster than this?" After speaking, he stretched out two fingers and compared the eight figures, and gently touched Xu Qing's eyebrows.

Xu Qing's expression froze, and the prototype of a pistol appeared in his mind, if the other party really used firearms, no matter how powerful Zhengyang Gong was, it would be in vain, no matter how powerful the martial arts of the gods and horses were, his sister would become a floating cloud in front of powerful firearms.

Tang Guobin enjoyed Xu Qing's deflated appearance, lit a cigarette and took two puffs, and said slowly: "But you kid is lucky, there is someone who can help you, and his arrogant days of mad dogs surnamed Wei are over." ”

Xu Qing's first thought was naturally Wang Tiangang, but even if Tang Guobin had a way to contact him, he was an old man, could he get a bullet faster?

Tang Guobin seemed to see Xu Qing's concerns, and deliberately bought a pass and said, "I said that you kid is so hospitable?" Help my brother pour a cup of cold white and come over to moisten his throat. ”