"You're crazy!"

Hei Zhenlong touched his aching forehead, and he didn't dare to look directly at the old man in front of him.

"Tom!" Huang Jingshan got up and put his foot on Hei Zhenlong's lifeline.

"You're playing with my wife!"

It was Hei Zhenlong who was frightened this time, he was a little scared, especially Huang Jingshan's eagle-like eyes.

"Don't come here!" Hei Zhenlong crawled backwards.

"My old man has to kill you today!" Huang Jingshan picked up the stones on the side of the road and approached Hei Zhenlong step by step.

"I'll tell you, I've practiced kung fu!" Hei Zhenlong reluctantly stood up and took a horse step, put on a decent posture, and didn't forget to shout a slogan: "Men should be self-reliant!"

"When you're paralyzed!" Huang Jingshan picked up the stone and smashed Hei Zhenlong unconscious.

"Tom!" Hei Zhenlong stumbled to the ground.

"Bastard, it's too much of a deception!" Huang Jingshan threw down the stone in his hand and began to pant heavily, he had already spent so much effort that he couldn't support it more and more.

Squatting on the ground, Huang Jingshan breathed in the fresh air urgently, "I'm tired, I'm tired!"

Supporting his tired body, Huang Jingshan continued to walk forward, looking for food to satisfy his hunger.

"Whew!" the van stopped in front of Hei Zhenlong again.

Although Hei Zhenlong had fainted, he still couldn't escape the fate of the sack, but this time the place where he was thrown was Tianfu Garden.

A cold wind blew, Hei Zhenlong was awakened by the cold, shivering, Hei Zhenlong saw a familiar place again, but he felt inexplicable fear.

"This must be dangerous, deceitful, Lao Tzu won't go in today!" Hei Zhenlong squatted on the side of the road and was devastated by the cold wind.

And Sun Zhihao and Rat Head, who were driving the van, had already left and returned home.

Until five o'clock in the morning, the dark night sky gradually appeared, and Hei Zhenlong bravely walked into the community.

Cautiously entered the elevator, in order to prevent accidents, he deliberately made an elevator to the top of the building, and then took the stairs from the top of the building back to his door.

When he saw that there was no one at the door of his house, Hei Zhenlong breathed a sigh of relief: "Thanks to my wit!"

The moment he opened the door, Hei Zhenlong, who was nervous, suddenly relaxed, fell asleep on the sofa.

Early in the morning, Cheng Hao opened his eyes, and the sunlight had already shone in through the cracks in the curtains in their room.

Washed up and had breakfast, and Cheng Hao arrived at Hongchen KTV at about ten o'clock in the morning.

Wang Fatzi, Hound Dog, Sun Zhihao, Xingtian, Rat Head, one person gathered another table.

"How did things go yesterday?" Cheng Hao said faintly, holding up the teacup.

"Don't mention it!" the rat head laughed: "He can't bear it until he reaches the bright spot!"

"He was beaten by an old man who asked for food for no reason!" Sun Zhihao laughed after speaking.

"What's going on with him and Lin Huiyun?" Cheng Hao said.

"I don't know!" the rat head took a puff of smoke and said, "He just said that he had a leg with Lin Huiyun, and we didn't ask anything else!"

"Can he buy a house in Tianfu Garden as an outsider?" The hound also participated in the operation yesterday, and he and Xingtian were respectively monitoring the community.

"Hmm!" Cheng Hao nodded, and poured himself a cup of tea unhurriedly, and at the same time he noticed that today's Wang Fat Man seemed to be a little nervous.

"Fatty, what's wrong?" Cheng Hao said.

"That one..." Wang Fatzi was trembling and didn't know what to say.

"I'm grass, if you have something to say, don't grind!" the hound immediately slapped the table and complained.

"It's okay, it's okay!" the fat man hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, it must be again!" the rat head saw the strangeness in the eyes of the fat man.

"It's really fine!" said the fat man, waving his hand.

"Say it!" Cheng Hao glanced at the fat man, what he was thinking, Cheng Hao knew it.

"What's that, I'll see netizens in the afternoon, I don't have any experience!" said Wang Fatzi with a smile.

"Wait a minute!" said the rat head before everyone else, "let me laugh for a moment!"

"Hahahahaha············"

The rat head on the table let out an unbridled laugh: "A person as pure as a fat man will also meet netizens!"

"Why can't I see netizens!" Wang Fatzi was obviously a little unconvinced.

Cheng Hao served tea to Wang Fatzi: "It won't be the one you can talk about before!"

"That's right!" the fat man nodded.

"Hahahaha·······"

The rat's laughter could not be stopped.

The hound was confused, "What do you say?"

The rat head put his hand on the hound and said, "Let me tell you, the fat man and the female netizen have been chatting for half a year and don't know what the parents are, they haven't met, and there is no video." ”

"This..." The hound didn't know what to say, and the corners of everyone's mouths were smiling.

"Rat head, don't talk nonsense!" Wang Fatzi was unhappy: "I've seen other people's photos!"

"Okay, good, you're amazing!" said the rat head, "Why are you going to open a house tonight?"

"It's not as dirty as you think!" Wang Fatzi raised his hand: "We are purely making friends!"

"Hahahaha·····" The rat's head is still the loudest laugher.

"Dididi!" Cheng Hao's mobile phone rang, and it was Xingtian calling.

"Hey, Brother Cheng!" Xing Tian was much more polite to Cheng Hao.

"Grandson, I think of your grandfather!" Cheng Hao remembered that night when he dragged Sister Jiao into the hotel, he was angry.

"Look at what you said!" Don't look at Cheng Hao scolding him like this, but Xingtian is still very happy: "I told you, I'm with Sister Jiao!"

"So what?" Cheng Hao was a little disdainful.

"Look at you, if you have time one day, let's have a meal together!" Xing Tian said with a smile.

"Four?" Cheng Hao pretended to be stunned.

"That's right, plus Zhuang Meiyan, let's be together!"

"Hehe!" Hearing Zhuang Meiyan's name, Cheng Hao suddenly became happy: "Count your kid as having a conscience!"

"Okay, let's not talk about it, I still have work in my hands, I'll look for you in two days!" Xing Tian hung up the phone after speaking.

"Brother, what are you laughing at, so?" the rat head looked at Cheng Hao with bad intentions.

Cheng Hao raised his hand and looked at his watch and said, "It's twelve o'clock, let's eat!"

"Squeak!" The door of the private room was immediately pushed open, and Zhang Xiaowan, who was dressed in a suit and short skirt, walked into the private room and bent over: "Brother Cheng, lunch is ready, do you want to serve it now?"

In the middle of the refinement, Cheng Hao smiled: "Serve!"

The waiter immediately brought a large plate and a small plate to the table, opened the beer and liquor, and everyone immediately began to eat.

Talking about meat jokes and new things, everyone is very happy.

After they had eaten and drunk, the crowd gradually retreated.

There were only rat heads left in the private room, Cheng Hao and Wang Fatzi.

The rat head put his eyes on the fat man: "Fat man, give you a good thing!"

After the rat head finished speaking, he took out a Durex from his trouser pocket and put it in front of the fat man.

Seeing this thing, Wang Fatzi subconsciously refused, "I don't use this thing!"

"Who can open a house without this?" the rat head pushed Durex forward.

"I don't need it!" said the fat man, returning his things.

"I'll rub!" the rat head said with some surprise: "The artist is bold, and there is no need to date him!"

"What do you say?" said the fat man, disgusted.

"Forget it, forget it!" Cheng Hao took Durex and inadvertently put it away: "If the fat man doesn't want to, forget it!"

"I wish you a lifetime of flying!" "After speaking, the rat head got up and said, "Brother, I'm back to the Internet café!"

"Let's go, I won't send you!" Cheng Hao waved his hand.

(End of chapter)