Zeng Xiaowei turned around to leave, and Li Fumeng chirped: "Continue your sister, don't go back to the dormitory in the Internet café to make hair." "This toss, there is no way to keep warm up with Xi sleeves anymore.

Zeng Xiaowei scratched his head, "Really don't continue?" ”

"You want to die, don't you?" Li Fumeng can't wait to give this girl, if you say that again, what should Xi Sleeve Juan be ashamed of, don't leave any psychological shadows.

Zeng Xiaowei sneered, and suddenly remembered the matter, "Nima, I'm here to wait for you in the bedroom and let you be careful." ”

Li Fumeng looked back at the sleeves of the seat, and said angrily: "Put!" ”

disturbed Li Fumeng's good deeds, Zeng Xiaowei didn't dare to scold back, and said honestly: "Mao Yu saw King Han on Crescent Road, and heard them say that they are going to fix you on the playground tonight." ”

Li Fumeng sighed weakly, Nima, there's still no end, this King Han can't let go of that little face?

He didn't want to think about it, I didn't take advantage of this, okay, I have a reason to toss it, why did he become a mad dog and bite and not let go.

"Eat, eat!"

Li Fumeng was annoyed, not because of King Han, but because of Zeng Xiaowei......

In the evening, Xi Wei was eating, PHS suddenly rang, picked up and listened for a long time before hanging up the phone, frowning and pulling a few mouthfuls of food, across the table, Zhang Xian asked carefully: "Is there something in the bureau?" ”

Xi Wei was in a trance, and it wasn't until Zhang Xian asked for the third time that he reacted, and said angrily: "It's not the bureau, it's the girl with the sleeves!" ”

Zhang Xian put down the bowl, pursed his lips and swallowed the food, and said puzzledly, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"That kid's business!" Xi Wei was very angry, and he was extremely unhappy.

"The boy?" Zhang Xian remembered the boy he saw in Sanliba, his sleeves and eyes were not bad, although the boy was slightly thin, his facial features and skeleton looked very good.

"I'm looking for your help?" Zhang Xian sandwiched a few slices of lean meat into Xi Wei's bowl.

Xi Wei took a bite and put down the tasteless dishes and chopsticks, "I'll make a call." "That kid saved himself after all, although he doesn't like him to entangle his sleeves, but there are some things that can't really be regarded as not knowing.

Xi Wei was talking on the balcony, Zhang Xian was holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, just looking at it gently, clean and clear as blue sky and white clouds.

In front of the mahjong table in the teahouse, an obese uncle in his early forties answered the phone, his face was very unhappy, and he muttered: "These two ruffians, follow Lao Tzu to make trouble." ”

Covered the silver glittering flip cover, thought about it and flicked open the brand new mobile phone, and dialed a landline, "Hey, Han Laoqi, your turtle son is talking about it, just now Captain Xi called me to tell you, let your turtle son take care of your son, don't make trouble in the school again." ”

“……”

The fat uncle nodded, "You take care of it yourself, don't blame Lao Tzu for not reminding you, well, what the hell is the matter for each of you to ask your son at the head of the house, I guess it, eight and nine have something to do with Captain Xi's sister, and the little girl is in the same school as your son." ”

“……”

"You can figure it out yourself, and give me a call back when you figure it out."

“……”

The fat uncle put down the phone, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, put the brand new silver mobile phone on the edge of the table, and the light was very flashing, "Which one should I be?" ”

"It's up to you, the second baby's eight cylinders, do you want it?"

The fat uncle looked at the cards in his hand, hummed a little song, and said comfortably: "It's okay to touch it, if you don't touch it, how can you solve the problem, hehehehe......"

In the old and wide courtyard, King Han was about to rush after eating in the hall, but unexpectedly, his father Han Laoqi came out of the room and slapped him in the face, which immediately stunned him.

"Which one did you mess with at school!" Han Laoqi is less than forty years old, his face is white, and he looks like a Sven scholar, but the two-inch-long centipede-like scar at the corner of his eye destroys the image, and there is a little more hideous.

King Han covered his face and said, "No." ”

"Didn't mess with anyone? If you don't provoke anyone, the captain of the criminal police team will come to the door! Haven't messed with anyone yet? Han Lao was angry, kicked King Han to the ground, and said, "Are there any people you have provoked recently?" ”

Surname?

The second monk of King Han was confused, it didn't seem to have any surname, and he hadn't fought with anyone recently, but he was going to make a whole melon baby tonight, but that melon baby's surname was Li Bu Xi.

But he seems to be very close to Xi Sleeve Juan! Didn't Xi Wei, Xi Wei, the elder brother of Xi Sleeve, just be promoted to the captain of the criminal police, it seems that he is still helped by the melon baby, could it be that the turtle son called Xi Wei to help?

Looking at the expression on King Han's face, Han Laoqi knew that this matter was not far from ten, kicked on him, and said angrily: "Lao Tzu no matter what you want to do, you will stop with Lao Tzu, if you provoke others, you know what your Lao Tzu does, this is what we eat in this line, and if you are more serious, you Lao Tzu will enter the bureau to eat in minutes, and then see which one gives you money to fool around." ”

The virtue of his own son, Han Laoqi's heart is as bright as a mirror.

King Han was really frightened, and said helplessly: "But I have made an appointment with someone, if I don't go like this, I will ...... later."

Han Laoqi shook his hand again and wanted to fight, so frightened that Han Wang shrank his neck, but the slap did not fall after all, but took out a hundred-yuan bill and threw it to him: "Get out, go online with your fox friends tonight, and don't make trouble with Lao Tzu in the future." ”

King Han was overjoyed, picked up the money and ran out of the yard, fearing that Han Lao would regret it.

Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, Han Laoqi doesn't have any ideas about King Han's learning, this loser son is only in the third year of junior high school, and he dares to take those little sisters to open a house and study? It's impossible for the ancestral grave to smoke anymore.

Although King Han was a little arrogant outside, he didn't dare to disobey his words, which Han Laoqi was sure of, and went back to the room to make a phone call, continued to drink and eat, and wondered if it was time to walk around at night......

Xi Wei was washing the dishes when the PHS sounded, so he motioned Zhang Xian to take a look, and made sure that it was not his father Xi Weidong calling, and asked Zhang Xian to hold the PHS in his ear.

After self-study the next night, Li Fumeng and Zeng Xiaowei picked up the steel pipe they found outside the school.

Because there is only a third year of high school, the hustle and bustle on the playground after class will be quiet for a while, the two of them walked on the playground with steel pipes, and they didn't find the figure of King Han, the two of you look at me and I look at you, I don't know what's going on.

"Are you sure Mao Yu and they heard it right?"

"No, it's definitely right, could it be that there is something wrong with King Han and them?"

Li Fumeng shook his head puzzled, he originally wanted to settle with King Han tonight, but they didn't show up at all, but he made up his mind in vain.

Back in the bedroom, Zeng Xiaowei put on a fancy coat and looked at Li Fumeng with an expression that everyone understands: ", King Han's birdman scared me all the colors, go, go all night to relax." ”

"Let's go!"