Zhang Yuhao, who hung up the phone, frowned even more angrily.

But if Tong Lei is really the person he can't afford to mess with, wouldn't he have played with himself!

But if it's really someone from that family, for no reason, will he mix with the unpromising Liu Fatzi?

Could it be that kid is pretending to be a fox and a fake tiger? Or is it not the Tong family? It's about the same as Liu Fatzi?

Even if yes, but if I don't move him, won't it be okay? I just can't sing that kid who can sing for a while, okay?

As if convincing himself, he muttered and repeated his analysis. After a while, as if he was hypnotized by himself, Zhang Yuhao, who had almost made himself a demonic barrier, picked up the phone again, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but in the end he dialed a phone number that he didn't want to call.

"Eighth master, I'm Zhang Yuhao!"

"How about it, Zhang Shao, have you thought about it? Do you want to help me pull a string for the eighth master? On the other end of the line was a voice that seemed rather eager.

"It's no problem, I promised! But you have to do one thing for me first! ”

"What else can't you do with the young master of the Zhang family? Let's hear it, if I can help the eighth master, hehe! ”

Zhang Yuhao listened to the cunning answer on the phone, and couldn't help but slander a few words, and then concealed some things that he originally planned to say.

"Help me teach a student, from the Conservatory, don't kill anyone, and don't touch the people he is traveling with! Just get him! ”

"Students? No background, right? Crippled? Scrapped? Or is it a simple lesson? ”

"When did you see me offending someone with a background? When will the eighth master who has been single for half his life in Sijiu City be so inkblotted? Want to bleach? You can do it! That's it, let's talk about your business, so be it! ”

Zhang Yuhao, who pinched the phone, couldn't help but smile with relief after sending the photos that people secretly took, such an arrangement will not cause any big problems. He couldn't find out the bottom of Tong Er, and when he got to the eighth master, he naturally became no background!

It's just that he borrowed a knife to kill people in such a hasty way, and he couldn't figure it out.

Angry, he also forgot that his father had told him not to come into contact with unclean people, and it was a handle to be caught.

On the other end of the phone was a fat and happy half-centenarian man, whose round face made him look very unkind and kind.

The old man who was hung up played with two walnuts in one hand and stroked his bald head with several scars with the other.

These scars are his story, he is known as the eighth master, naturally he is the eight, but now he is the only one who is still alive and stable, and the other brothers have either fallen into it or have eaten the gun. It's rare to be able to survive to the age of fifty now. When I was young, I didn't use a knife to grab the scene, and now I have some little brothers under my name, Ma Zai follows to beg for a living, no one in the realm of Sijiu City does those things that kill people and set fires, but they can break the law and commit crimes, hehe! In Dongcheng and even Yanjing, this piece is still a good number, but this does not bring him a sense of security.

Many times the older a person gets, the more afraid he is of death, especially for someone like him who has an unclean family.

In recent years, there is a popular word called bleaching, so after fighting for half a lifetime, there is no shortage of glory and wealth, and the old eight, who has been unable to fight, started to think. But if he wants to bleach, it's not just for him to say it himself, and it's not like in ancient times he just had to make a golden basin to wash his hands, he had to find someone who could talk. So after several efforts, I met the fishy young master surnamed Zhang. The eighth master looked at his own scars and fat body that had been loose in the mirror, and thought about preparing meals every night, waiting for him The honest woman who made him feel a little down-to-earth, muttered: Last this time!

In the words, there was a bit of helpless sadness.

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In the evening, it was time for the rainy night performance, this time was set for a few brothers after Brother Chang solicited most of the guests, and he also knew that Bai Chan couldn't sing here for long, and such a big bodhisattva had to be used thoroughly.

Bai Chan, Lao Mi and the boss Brother Bai Yang picked up the original green capsule goddess here, and now the Houhai beauty keyboard, and walked to the rainy night bar not far away. After Tong Ershao received that Mo Shiying and Wen Qing wanted to come to see the evening performance in Bai Chan, he drove a very low-key, actually awesome classic car to pick up the beauties. Originally, the boss of the sperm worm also followed him awkwardly, but after Tong Lei's gesture, he didn't know why, but stayed honestly.

Autumn evenings, the cool breeze is refreshing.

A group of four people who can make up a table of mahjong are very comfortable walking on the clean and tidy sidewalks of Yanjing, chatting about the latest interesting news. Especially after knowing that he already had a preliminary and unorganized fan base, Bai Chan also felt a little embarrassed.

The old man's brain was circling in the sea of the second child's babbling explanations in the past two days, while talking to Bai Chan:

"San'er, how many good songs do you still have in your head, when will you give my brother and me a few songs, so that we can also be in the limelight? Speaking of which, brother, I have always had a dream of stardom! Even if you can't be a star, you can be a girl! ”

Bai Chan listened to Bai Yang's unserious requirements that there was no lower limit, and couldn't help but sneer, touched his nose and responded:

"Okay, I'll write you two songs specifically for soaking girls! That's it! ”

Take the classics in your hands to soak girls, is this considered a luxury? But now he is unwilling to refuse his brothers' requests......

Hearing that Bai Chan so easily responded to the boss's unreliable request, Qing Zang smiled, her beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of temptation, staring at Bai Chan's appearance in her dreams that were becoming clearer and clearer, and she wanted to stop talking. Recently, she has been a little accustomed to looking at Bai Chan like this, even if this guy with a bad conscience always avoids her as if nothing happened, out of the reservedness of a girl, she will not reveal too many things by herself, and she does not dare to directly pierce this currently very weird and delicate window paper. With her simple thinking, there was no way to understand why Bai Chan had changed so much in a few days, and it was also like a departure for her.

The old man has harvested a lot today, at this time he is holding the pear slices given to him by the third brother Bai Chan, moistening his throat with some dry itching, Rao is not bad talent, and he can't withstand the treble training specially arranged for him by Bai Chan, and now in addition to echoing the aftermath of his own ghost crying wolf howl, there is also the melody that Bai Chan threw to him casually, and he cherishes this hard-won brotherhood even more.

But a few people who had their own thoughts, but they didn't notice the four or five men dressed in tight black clothes, with strong muscles and ruffians hanging far behind them. And they were originally teasing the beautiful girls of the conservatory at the gate of the academy, but after seeing Bai Chan and his party, they followed all the way!

After a while, a few people who took a shortcut turned into the relatively sparsely populated Bawa Alley, and when they walked out of this alley, they could reach Ping'an Street, which was not far from Nanluoguxiang. At this time, the boss Poplar, who was a little defensive, unconsciously turned his head and saw the five black-clothed men behind him who were more hooligans than good people. Thinking back to the second child's explanation and the gesture when leaving, his pupils shrank, and his heart couldn't help but chuckle.