Chapter Seventy-Three: The Motorcycle Party

Xu Qing seemed to have guessed that he would ask sooner or later, chewed the thing in his mouth and swallowed it, and said with a serious face: "If I say that if you take that thing, it is not only useless but also may cause trouble, do you believe it?" ”

Tang Guobin's face was disappointed, and he didn't continue to ask, grabbed a bottle of beer and blew it clean to his mouth, took the empty wine bottle and said, "I believe everything you say, but there is one thing you kid must promise me." ”

Xu Qing nodded and said, "You say, as long as I can do it." ”

Tang Guobin smiled, stretched out his hand and patted Xu Qing on the shoulder and said, "In the future, you will teach me the kung fu that Grandpa Wang taught you in private, and you are not allowed to hide it." ”

Xu Qing agreed: "Okay, it's best to get a DV camera and shoot it all, and let's study it together." ”

Tang Guobin was stunned and said: "You kid is teasing me, it's strange that you dare to use a DV camera to shoot Grandpa Wang without breaking your bones." ”

Xu Qing bit a piece of sheep egg into his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "It may not have been possible before, but now it is definitely possible." ”

Tang Guobin looked at his confident appearance, his heart was overjoyed, and said with a smile: "You kid dare to shoot, how many DV machine brothers can be sent." ”

Xu Qing waved his hand and said, "One is enough, just get a few more battery memory cards or something." ”

Tang Guobin immediately took out his mobile phone and made a call, asking people to come over with two of the best DV machines immediately, the more memory cards and batteries, the better.

Half an hour later, the open-air barbecue stalls were full of diners. A Luo drove the Land Rover to the barbecue stall and handed the black suitcase he was carrying to Tang Guobin.

Tang Guobin patted the box and said with a smile: "Everything you want is here, take a picture and send it to me directly on the Internet when the time comes." ”

Xu Qing nodded, took the box and put it at his feet, grabbed a bunch of sheep eggs and was about to bite it, but a black hand stretched out behind him, picked up the suitcase and ran.

Ah Luo's eyes were cold, and he grabbed a plastic stool and threw it out, oops! There was a cry of pain behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw a lean man lying on the ground holding his head and moaning, red blood beads flowing out of his fingers, and the black leather box lying beside him.

With a blank face, Aro stepped forward and picked up the suitcase, turned back, and put the box back in its place, never looking at the injured man who was holding his head and moaning.

Seeing that something was wrong here, the owner of the barbecue stall hurriedly put down the work in his hand and ran over, glanced at the lean man whose head was broken, and the expression on his face suddenly became nervous.

"Several, I advise you to hurry up, this person is a Northeast Yankee, if you leave late, you will be in trouble, I will help you pack the unfinished food......"

After saying that, he trotted back and got a few plastic lunch boxes, and he was about to pack the rest of the food on the table.

Tang Guobin stretched out his hand to stop Simao's movements, and smiled disappreciatively: "Don't be busy, buddy is having some itchy hands today, and I have to wait for the Northeast guy to come over to find trouble." ”

Simao was really anxious when he encountered this kind of master who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and persuaded bitterly: "Brothers, let's go, at most, I'll give a 20% discount on what I eat tonight, so it's always okay, right?" ”

Xu Qing didn't want to cause trouble, so he frowned and said, "No discount, how much is it in total?" ”

Simao hurriedly replied: "A total of three hundred and five yuan, even if it is three hundred." ”

Xu Qing took out three hundred yuan from his wallet and put it on the table, and said, "Pack the rest, be quick with your hands and feet." ”