Zhike bowed and said: "Two sons, if you go to the sixth floor, the little one will make a nine-percent discount for you." "In a place like Wanlilou, a one-tenth discount is already a big concession. This is also the biggest concession that Zhike can make.

Qin Lei and the little fat man glanced at each other defiantly, Qin Lei turned his head to Zhike and said, "Call your boss." ”

Zhike said with a smile: "Our boss usually comes at night, and now only the shopkeeper is here." ”

The little fat man looked at the few people sitting by the window in the hall, rolled his little eyes, pulled Qin Lei aside, and whispered: "Let's make a bet, if anyone can go up to the seventh floor without revealing their identity at noon today, whoever will win." ”

Qin Lei smiled: "But what kind of color is there?" ”

The little fat man pondered for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever loses, when you see the other party in the future, you will have to take a detour." ”

Qin Lei chuckled: "Then why bother, it's just playing." In this way, whoever loses will be accountable. ”

The little fat man said in his heart, I will see each other often in the future, there is really no need to be stiff, and nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Qin Lei nodded, stretched out his hand and motioned for him to invite first.

The little fat man smiled: "You're going to lose." Qin Lei winked at him and didn't answer.

The little fat man stepped forward and smiled at Zhike: "This little brother, Fang is joking with you." Actually, we are friends of the third son of Wen. You go up and report it, and you say that Liu Gongzi and Zhu Gongzi are here. ”

Of course, Zhike didn't want things to be big, so he said with a smile: "It turned out to be Liu Gongzi and Zhu Gongzi, the two of them will wait for a while." Xiao Er looks at tea. After speaking, he hurried upstairs, for fear of causing trouble again.

Xiao Er, who had a small hat in Tsing Yi, led Qin Lei and the two to the side hall to drink tea. The little fat man squeezed his eyes at Qin Lei and smiled: "It seems that you are going to lose." ”

Qin Lei frowned and said, "I hope I bring enough money." ”

The little fat man smiled proudly: "I am willing to lose the bet." ”

Qin Lei smiled and didn't speak.

The little fat man was proud for a while, and suddenly understood, shaking his head and staring at Qin Lei for a long time without saying a word.

Qin Lei saw that Zhike had come down from upstairs, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said softly, "Let's go, let's go up." ”

The little fat man nodded heavily and followed Qin Lei out of the side hall.

Zhike saluted the two and said, "Young Master Wen, please go up." After speaking, he let go of the staircase, and Xiao Er led the two of them upstairs. The entourage of the two could not follow them upstairs, and they had their own places to go.

Following the palatial staircase, the two climbed to the sixth floor in one go. The little fat man held on to the railing, sweating profusely and said, "Every time I come, I feel that I am cheap, and I climb so high to eat." ”

Qin Lei smiled: "I don't know how many people want to commit it, but they can't do it." It's time for you to step up your workouts. ”

The little fat man snorted angrily: "I just forgave you, and I came to provoke me again." After saying that, he didn't look back and climbed up. Qin Lei looked at his round buttocks, shook his head and smiled, and followed.

When Qin Lei followed Xiao Er's point and entered a private room, he found the little fat man standing at a table of banquets, staring at each other like a tall and thin young man fighting cocks.

The tall young man stared at the little fat man with a stunned expression for a long time before he sneered: "When did the four evil sons also start to pretend to be others to eat white food?"

There were seven or eight young men in brocade clothes sitting at the banquet, both men and women, laughing and laughing when they heard the words. One of them, who was fatter than the little fat man, shook the half-gnawed bone in his hand and laughed, "Then come into the table." There's a lot of food left on this table, enough for you and that friend. ”

Qin Lei stepped forward and stood beside the little fat man, and said in a low voice, "Did you know that this would happen." ”

The little fat man smiled at him, went out first and pulled two chairs from elsewhere, and handed them to Qin Lei after closing the door, before he regretted: "Someone has a treat today, but it's cheap for you." After saying that, he sat down.

Qin Lei shook his head and sat down with a stroke of his robe. He smiled bitterly: "I don't think so." He had already noticed a hint of danger in the little fat man's eyes, which showed that the little fat man was ready to go berserk.

However, Qin Lei didn't plan to persuade him, he also wanted to move his hands and feet. I remember someone said that if you want to relieve your anger, you can only be comfortable with golden branches and jade leaves. But he couldn't beat his brother, so he could only retreat to the next best thing, ready to take some sons and daughters to be comfortable.

After making up his mind, Qin Lei sat there with the old god there, moving his muscles and bones a little. In case of strain, he still remembers Shi Meng's events today. It's not okay to not warm up before a fight.

Seeing that the little fat man was stammered by a table of people, Qin Lei knew that this kid was brewing emotions. This is usually a helpless move by people who don't fight much in person before they do it - to cultivate a murderous aura. It's just that this kid's method is a little stupid.

Just listen to those sarcasm is getting more and more ugly, and it has even risen to the level of questioning the fertility of the little fat man. The fat face of the little fat man is already shiny and red, and it may burst out and hurt people at any time. Qin Lei slowly stretched out his hand, held down the little fat man, and said in an inaudible voice: "Don't hit the first time." After saying that, he wandered out of the world again.

A few ladies at the table sighed in their hearts what a handsome little brother, how can there be ADHD?

The little fat man was reminded by Qin Lei, and the already boiling brain miraculously reopened. He pointed to the big fat man and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Your sister steals a man." ”

The big fat man's face changed greatly, Huo Ran got up, glared at the little fat man angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to say it again?" ”

The little fat man pursed his lips to show disdain, and said contemptuously: "Your mother also steals men." ”

The big fat man rushed forward, grabbed the little fat man's collar, his eyes were red, and he screamed, "You... Again... Say... One... All over! Say! The chubby fist was raised less than an inch in front of the little fat man.

The little fat man seemed to be fine, but smiled strangely: "They all stole one person." ”

The big fat man finally got out of his rage, and his fist struck out and hit the little fat man on the left cheek. The little fat man's head shook and he cast a smug look at Qin Lei. Leaned sideways and elbowed the stomach of the big fat man, the big fat man snorted, knelt on the ground softly, and vomited.

The tall and thin man on the seat looked at everything in the field uncertainly, and did not say a word. A red-clothed girl with pigtails on the side stood up with a contemptuous look on her face, and sneered at the little fat man: "Four evils, do you dare to make a few moves with this girl?" As he spoke, he took out a seven-foot soft whip from his waist and danced a whip flower, which crackled in the air.

The little fat man just wanted to speak, but the soft whip was already whistling towards his front door, and the little fat man had to roll on the ground in embarrassment before he looked to dodge. He roared at Qin Lei, "What are you waiting for? Do you really want to eat? ”

Only then did Qin Lei stand up and said with a smile: "Say, who do you want to fight?" ”

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850's was even more sent, I was exhausted to death~~~~~~~~~~ vomiting blood.

Weakly speaking, if you can get to 900 today, there is still a chapter.