"Xiao Er, I sue you, if you dare to call me second sister again, beware that I cut your tongue!" Ye Qiuyun said angrily.

Xiao Xingchen saw that she looked like she was really angry, and his face turned to Chen Wenjie again: "Brother Chen, you have been a special soldier for three years, isn't your martial arts very powerful?" ”

"Anyway, the ordinary gangsters on the street, ten or eight, settle it in three or two minutes, that's no problem at all!" Chen Wenjie could hear it from Ye Qiuyun's tone that he was not happy with this so-called brother calling her sister. In order to improve his deterrent power, he looked at the sky and said.

“…… Brother Chen, you just said that if we have time, we will wrestle our wrists, then, do you have time now? "Xiao Xingchen knows the benefits and disadvantages of special forces, but the strength in his arms, the blessing of Ran Meng, is rarely greater than himself.

"I'm going to break your arm, so don't you blame me for not knowing what to do?" Chen Wenjie still looked at the sky. He was thinking about one thing: this year's annual salary is 150,000 yuan, plus a target bonus of 100,000 yuan. Next year, the old minister will retire from the second line, and if he can correct himself, his annual salary will have to be doubled.

"Your martial arts are very powerful, isn't it possible to wrench your wrist?" Seeing his arrogant appearance, Xiao Xingchen felt more and more uncomfortable, so he said.

"Young man, do you really want to wrench? You're not afraid of getting hurt? Chen Wenjie said, taking his hand and neck to his own and making a comparison. In contrast, one is a tree trunk and the other is a reed.

"Brother Chen, just pull it, it's okay! You broke his arm, it's a big deal to get a plaster cast for a few days! If grandma blames, I'll say he fell himself! Ye Qiuyun has a lot of opinions about this guy who calls his second sister when he meets. Perhaps, let him suffer some losses, and he may be more honest.

"Young man, do you still want to wrench?" When Chen Wenjie saw the little master talking, his heart rippled. The so-called once a gentleman and a courtier, if this little master is on the throne, he will never use those old guys again. Perhaps, it won't be long before he becomes the Minister of Security.

"Wrench, whoever doesn't wrench is a bastard!" Xiao Xingchen is blessed with fierce strength, and he is also a person with 500 catties of less strength. Chen Wenjie's twenty-eight or nineteen-year-old people are so good, and he is even stronger than an eighteen or nineteen-year-old person.

Ye Qiuyun shuddered and frowned: This Xiao Er is too arrogant! The so-called people are self-aware, he doesn't even know how to eat a few bowls of dry rice by himself, he doesn't suffer here, he has to suffer everywhere!

Chen Wenjie is also nesting fire: You stinky and coaxing second fat man herding cattle, why are you so ignorant of the sky? You don't know what to do, if you had come to Longdu earlier, you would have died eighteen times!

"Hurry! Don't dare to pull what? Do you still want to be a dumper? Xiao Xingchen put his arm on the marble platform of the flower bed and urged. He now has an opinion not only about this arrogant fellow, but also about this girl with the stinky temper of the eldest lady: and wants to break my arm and put a plaster cast?

Chen Wenjie squatted down and put his arm on the marble by the flower bed, he thought, it's time for this fat man to pay the price! His large hand reached out at once, grabbing the pitiful little hand that was pitifully small in comparison.

Xiao Xingchen has a number, if he fights, he will definitely not be his opponent, but if he wants to wrench his wrist, then he will lose! When the two forces meet, it is a little bigger, and that is also an absolute advantage!

Ye Qiuyun took the initiative to be the referee, and her white and tender little hand reached over and put it on the hands of the two of them.

Xiao Xingchen's burned place stiffened suddenly. He couldn't help laughing at himself: I'm really thirteen o'clock, when is it, and this one is still moving?

Oh, maybe I misunderstood what it meant: maybe it helped with the force? Isn't there a common saying that is called-hanging, idle tendons to make efforts?

"Let's go!" Ye Qiuyun was like an expert, and her hand left immediately when she started shouting.

Chen Wenjie was eager to win, and before Ye Qiuyun's words fell, he slammed his hand and wanted to knock his second fat hand on the marble by the flower bed.

As soon as he exerted his strength, he realized that he was like grasping a big tree pole, and he couldn't move it at all. A cold sweat broke down his spine.

"Did it start?" Xiao Xingchen saw that he was using all his strength, and he only used eight points of strength, so he said deliberately.

"Count...... Never mind! The edge of this flower bed is not a place to wrench our wrists, and when the time comes, we will be on the table, and we will be wrenching! Chen Wenjie really didn't expect this kid to be so vigorous, if he pulled down, he would not be sure to win him at all. He was surprised and had to look for the bottom of the stairs.

"Well, that's fine!" Xiao Xingchen had already felt that the other party was using death force just now, and when he saw that the other party's heart was weak and his face changed color, he knew that Minister Chen had already paid the price for his contempt, so he also planned to accept it when he saw it.

Chen Wenjie was overjoyed: I didn't expect this second fat to be really fat, I didn't expect him to agree so happily!

Ye Qiuyun was very disappointed when she saw that she didn't decide whether to win or lose. She didn't expect that this sentence was actually proposed by Chen Wenjie! According to common sense, wouldn't he just pull him down? What other formal places are you looking for? The bed is a place to do things, and look at the crazy people in the video, in the river and in the mountains, don't they do the same?

"What kind of formal place do you want? Isn't wrenching your wrist just for playing? It's not playing football, why do you want to be in such a formal place? Ye Qiuyun was very unhappy when she saw that Xiao Er's fat did not get the punishment she deserved, at this time, she had to see what was going on!

Xiao Xingchen thought to himself: Chen Wenjie, Chen Wenjie, don't blame me for being ugly this time! If you want to blame, you will blame these two girls!

“…… This little brother, if you don't have any skills, go to our security department to work! "Chen Wenjie said this to convey a message to these two fats: You will work under my hands in the future, you should also give me some of it! You are not ashamed to lose in front of the little master, but I am different!

Xiao Xingchen thought to himself: If you have the ability to hang it, you can pull it, if you don't have that ability, how good is it to admit defeat, what are you doing in a roundabout way? I won't hang the head teacher Wu Thirteen, I still hang you? He thought as he crouched down to where he had just been.

Chen Wenjie took a breath and decided to end it with the greatest strength and the fastest speed, otherwise, it would be really ugly. His big hand was forced to grab his little hand again.

At this time, Ye Qiuyun's white and tender little hands covered it again.

Naturally, Xiao Xingchen's idle tendons helped him again, and he didn't know if Chen Wenjie's idle tendons were like himself.

Ye Qiuyun's starting sound of the referee this time was louder and sharper than the one just now.

Syllable!

With a sound, Ye Qiuyun's eyes were in a moment, and she didn't know who had lost, but what she saw was that the hands of the two had been separated.

"I'm not ready, why did you pull it?" Chen Wenjie rubbed his wrist and scolded angrily.

Ye Qiuyun knew from Chen Wenjie's angry voice that he had lost! She looked at Xiao Xingchen, how she looked like a yellow fluffy chick, and how Chen Wenjie looked like a fighter in a big rooster. How could this mighty and majestic rooster lose to this fluffy little kang chicken?

"If you want to feel unfair, then pull it again!" Xiao Xingchen thought to himself: You won't go down the stairs! With such a fast speed, where can she tell who loses and who wins? Just know each other! "Brother Chen, if you want to blame, you can't blame me, if you want to blame, blame these two girls, it's him who didn't do a good job as a referee!"

"Brother Chen, give him something ruthless, or he really doesn't know that there is a sky outside the sky!" Ye Qiuyun saw that Xiao Er didn't even shout his second sister, so he actually called out the second girl and shouted angrily.

Chen Wenjie swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he had no way to retreat, and he stretched out his big hand like a fan again. The two of them shook hands again.

Ye Qiuyun's two lotus root-like tender hands covered it again.

"Are you ready?" Ye Qiuyun threw a look at Chen Wenjie. "Let's go!" While she shouted, she forcefully pressed Chen Wenjie's hand towards Xiao Er's hand.

Although Ye Qiuyun's strength is small, as the saying goes, farting also adds wind. Xiao Xingchen really softened under the effect of Chen Wenjie and her strength at the same time.

Ye Qiuyun stood on the side and watched, her whole body tilted to Chen Wenjie's side, as if this could also help him increase his strength. Her body became more and more crooked, and it was at a forty-five degree angle to the ground.

Xiao Xingchen thought: What is paralyzed is that the righteous have more help and less help for the unjust, and the laws of history are irresistible! I seem to be so unpopular that even the little ass of the second girl won't help me. I still want to soak her? Soak her?

…… Oops! Where did I want to go? Wouldn't it be enough to soak in that?

The second girl's face was flushed, and her eyes were wide open! Xiao Xingchen really wanted to lick her beautiful eyes with her tongue at this time, perhaps, happiness is equal to licking her eyes, right? He couldn't help but laugh when he thought of this.

Chen Wenjie's hand softened little by little. His neck moved back and forth, helping to exert his strength.

When Xiao Xingchen saw it, he thought: People say that the hangs and moves the idle tendons to exert their strength, which tendon are you? Thinking about it, he smiled again.

Chen Wenjie could have held on psychologically for a while, but after his two merciless ridicules, he knew that his defeat was decided! His hands went limp, and his whole arm fell on the marble by the side of the flower bed. His big man also seemed to be much smaller than before.

"Second referee, can you cut it? Why is the little body crooked? Xiao Xingchen was worried that as soon as his hand was loosened, Chen Wenjie didn't admit defeat anymore, so he pressed his hand and said.

"I forgot about yesterday's fight with the gangsters! I'm dealing with thirteen gangsters at the same time! I forgot about my hand injury...... Otherwise, young man, you're running out of strength sooner! Chen Wenjie stood up and covered up his sadness.

"Brother Chen, I can see it, you made me! Otherwise, where am I your opponent? Xiao Xingchen doesn't take winning or losing as seriously as Chen Wenjie. Seeing that he farted and pulled a chair to cover his shame, he also helped pull the chair.