175: Join forces to teach a lesson
The boy in the suit was dumbfounded: "The doctor last time?" He looked at the woman on the dance floor who had twisted into a leprechaun flower and thought, "This is too much."
The waist ......
Xu Fang slapped him on the back: "What do you look at, put the rules on your eyes!" β
There are no rules.
The doctor was wearing a skirt with an open waist on both sides, and the white swaying section was looming, so eye-catching, really thin, one hand could ......
A little on the head, the boy in the suit wiped his nose.
"You still watch!"
Xu Fang jumped up and hit him.
"She's your cousin." Qi Xiaosang's voice was so delicate that it could be filled with honey, "Then I'll go over and say hello." β
Xu Fang felt that she was so inexplicable: "What are you saying hello?" β
She blinked, innocent and innocent: "I'm your girlfriend." β
Want to meet a parent?
No way!
Xu Fang's scum was very reasonable: "Then you can't go." β
Qi Xiaosang tilted his head: "Why?" β
Xu Fang looked at her with an expression of "why are you such an ignorant woman": "If my cousin knew that I had an Internet celebrity girlfriend, she would definitely be disappointed in me." β
Qi Xiaosang: "......"
Xu Fang was so irritable that he moved a long distance to the side, poked her brand-name bag with a finger, and tried to poke her away: "You sit over there, don't let my cousin see it." β
Qi Xiaosang: "......"
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For the sake of these, she endured.
She shifted to the side.
Xu Fang is not enough: "Start again." β
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A scumbag straight man, who doesn't understand women and doesn't understand love!
Xu Fang sat alone, far away from those fox friends and dog friends, with a decent air on his face that "everyone is scum, only I am independent". He didn't squint, and occasionally peeked: Why do you wear so little, there are a lot of color embryos here!
No, the color embryo is coming.
As soon as Tang Guang sat down at the bar, a man sat down next to her: "Miss." β
The man's name was Deng Long, and he was a regular customer of Tianfang, and the bartender at the bar recognized him, glanced at him, and didn't say anything.
This Deng Long usually likes to hunt Yan the most.
He has a few small bucks, wears famous brands, gets a haircut, practices a body of tendon meat, and looks at the person: "A person? β
The bar was dimly lit, with the occasional colorful light coming in. Under the lamp, the woman supported the table with one hand, the skirt on her body was very close-fitting, she was slightly hunched over, and a pair of butterfly bones loomed on her back. The neckline of the skirt was tied by a thread, she generously exposed her right-angled shoulders, and the sides of the waist socket were hollowed out, and a white and tender little waist wanted to be covered.
Thin but not woody, slender and graceful.
She didn't wear makeup, and she didn't even wear lipstick, but she was charming and charming when she raised her hands and feet, like a demon, a demon who had tasted the red dust of the world, she smiled slightly, and seduced people's souls: "Otherwise, half of it?" β
Deng Long was so laughed by her that his soul was about to die, and he was very itchy: "Have a drink together?" β
"Okay."
Deng Long raised his hand and ordered wine: "Two glasses of Cointreau." β
The bartender replied with an OK gesture.
Deng Long continued to talk to the beauty: "Miss, what is your surname?" β
"Tang."
The light fell in her eyes, and it was clearly extinguished, and the slightest thing was the most catchy.
It's like a demon who eats people's hearts.
Deng Long felt that his heart was about to jump out, and he pretended to be calm: "Does Miss Tang often come to the bar?" β
"Not often."
There were many people in the discotheque, the atmosphere was very hot, and the water of the people was steamed dry, Deng Long only felt that his mouth was dry, and he pulled his tie: "I thought you were a regular customer, and you danced very well." β
Boring.
Tang Guang didn't answer, feeling bored.
The bartender brought two glasses of wine: "Please use it slowly." β
Deng Long first pushed himself a glass, then put his index and middle fingers on the rim of another glass and pushed the glass over.
"Try it, the liqueur here is very good."
The light is dim, the wine is transparent, and bubbles emerge from it.
Tang Guang picked up the wine glass and shook it, then put it down again: "I think your glass is better." β
The panic in Deng Long's eyes flashed: "It's all the same." β
She leaned sideways against the bar, the light fell on a pair of beautiful collarbones, and her tone dragged slowly: "Since it's the same, then change it with me." β
Deng Long's face changed a little: "Miss Tang, it's all out to play, don't afford to play." β
He had just pushed his glass when he had a pill between his index and middle fingers.
He should be a veteran, and the full set of movements is extremely smooth and natural, I don't know how many girls have exercised it from.
This kind of bastard, it's time for God to open his eyes.
"Will this be the next three indiscriminate methods? Nothing fresh? The temperature in Tang Guang's eyes dropped suddenly, "It's boring." β
After being poked, Deng Long became angry and slapped the bar: "If you are sick, you are sick." β
He shook his hand and walked away.
"Wait."
The two people who were fluttering lightly made Deng Long reflexively stop.
She was lazy, but she listened carefully, mixed with a chill: "Drink the wine and leave." β
Deng Long turned around and scolded for being sick, turned his head and left.
She was still in that position, half-leaning on the bar, soft as boneless, her eyes slightly shining, like a clear spring rippling waves. She slowly picked up the wine glass, squinted one eye and aimed at it, and then threw it lightly, hitting Deng Long on the back of the head.
He immediately hugged his head, turned around and roared: "Fuck me!" He raised his hand and rushed up to do it, "You stinkingβ"
Before the hand fell, the wrist was amputated.
Deng Long turned around and saw that the other party was a young man with red lips and white teeth, and his arrogance rose: "You don't meddle too much, otherwise I will join you-"
Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt a numb neck, raised his hand and touched it, and looked down to see that his hands were full of blood......
He clutched his neck and shouted, "Ah! β
The boy seemed to think he was noisy, and he twisted his brows, his fingers between the pieces of broken glass, his eyelashes didn't move, staring at the throat that was still screaming, trying to cut itβ
"Tideborn."
The faint two words made the young man's slightly red pupils clear.
He threw Deng Long to the ground, threw the pieces into the trash, wiped his hand on his clothes, and walked over to her.
"Light."
The boy called her so.
He looks eighteen or nineteen years old, his actions are a little wooden, his facial features are very handsome, his sword eyebrows are starry, his lips are red and his teeth are white, like a doll carefully pinched in the window, fair and beautiful, but he is too beautiful, and he lacks a sense of reality.
There was a finger-long scar on his right forehead, which added to his fierceness.
He is Fu Chaosheng of LYG Logistics, a young, stupid, and terrifying living Hades.
This living Yama King was standing motionless beside Tang Guang, like a guard on duty, his eyes did not squint, he stepped forward when she stepped forward, and he stepped forward when she retreated, always maintaining a fixed distance.
Tang Guang pushed the mixed glass of wine to the edge of the bar: "Drink this wine." β
Deng Long covered his neck and got up from the ground, looked at the cup, and then looked at the young man who had injured him, looking resentful and unwilling, and did not step forward in place.
"Don't drink?" Tang Guang propped his chin and looked playful, "Then you can't go." β
Fu Chaosheng behind her threw a look, sharper than the tip of a knife.
The DJ was DJing, the dance hall was very noisy, no one noticed this, Deng Long called his companion a few words and didn't get a response, he had to stagger forward, shake his hands and drink the wine.
When the liquid in the cup was empty, Tang Guang raised his eyelids: "Get out." β
Deng Long gave a look of "wait for Lao Tzu", and then left angrily.
Tang Guang turned his head and looked at the young man behind him: "It seems to have grown a little taller." β
The boy bent down: "It's two centimeters long." β
He looked dumbfounded, like one of those newborn, clumsy puppies.
Tang Guang looked at it again: "I've lost a little weight." β
He sat down next to her: "I lost a pound and a half." β
"Having a bad day?"
"Not good." His eyebrows furrowed, not to express dissatisfaction, but to be unhappy, "You're not here." β
The bartender asked for a glass of orange juice: "The people below are disobedient? β
"It's not." He complained, still with those three words, very mechanical, very stubborn, "You're not there." β
Fu Chaosheng was picked up by Tang Guang from the poison cave in the Red Triangle.
He was born into a poppy flower, and no one knew who his parents were, some said they were drug dealers, others said they were anti-narcotics policemen who died in the Red Triangle.
His adoptive father's surname is Fu, and he is in the killer business in the Red Triangle, and on the day he adopted Fu Chaosheng, the Xisu River was high, and his adoptive father named him Chaosheng.
Tang Guang picked him up in the Xisu River, when he was stabbed more than 20 times, and only one breath remained.
That year, Fu Chaosheng was thirteen years old.
"Who else knows about your arrival in Southtown?"
He asked and answered: "Cheng Ji." β
"Anything else?"
He shook his head.
Tang Guang gave him the orange juice: "Don't let others know." β
He nodded, biting down on a straw and drinking orange juice.
There are rumors in the imperial capital: Fu Chaosheng of LYG Logistics is a fool and obeys Tang Guangyan.
"Look it up for me."
He spit out the straw: "Okay." β
Tang Guang took out a handkerchief and a lipstick from her bag, and she used the lipstick to draw the shape of the dial on the handkerchief: "It should be custom-made, there are three letters in the dial, you help me find the owner of the watch, the sooner the better." β
Fu Chaosheng folded the handkerchief and put it in his pocket: "Okay." He took a sip of orange juice and the straw was deflated by his bite, "I've asked the doctor." β
Tang Guang ordered himself a glass of wine: "What? β
"Multiple personalities."
Who said he was stupid.
He knows everything.
"Don't worry, no matter who you become, I will be loyal." He stood up, dug in his pocket, took out a stack of black bank cards, and held them for her with both hands, "I'll give you everything I saved." β
But sometimes, he's really stupid.
For example, he likes to eat red bean paste buns the most, but if he has ten buns, he will give Tangguang nine and a half, keep half for himself, and pick out the filling in that half for her to eat.
This is Fu Chaosheng, some people say that he is like a murderer, and some people say that he is mentally retarded and stupid.
"You save it yourself, I don't need the money now."
He frowned, unhappy, because Tang Guang didn't ask him for the card he saved.
At this timeβ
"That's them!"
Deng Long called his brothers to settle the score.
Fu Chaosheng stuffed the card into the bag that Tang Guang put on the bar counter, and patted the chair next to him: "Guangguang, you sit." β
The glass of wine that Deng Long drank was filled with medicine that could make people's heads rise, as well as aphrodisiac ingredients. He was now in a state of excitement, and relying on the fact that he had a brother behind him, he took a bottle in his hand, knocked it and rushed up, and waved it at people.
The young man flashed sideways, easily grabbed Deng Long's hand, and broke it back.
"Ahhh
The screams drowned out the sounds of DJing.
"Damn!" Xu Fang on the booth stood up suddenly.
The boy in the suit dragged him: "Why are you going?" β
Xu Fang shook him off: "You're blind, didn't you see someone bullying my cousin?" β
He grabbed a bottle and rushed over.
The boy in the suit pushed the beauties on the left and right: "Why are you stunned, don't call the security guard soon." β
The other two sons also hurried over.
By the way, the big name of the boy in the suit is Wang Rinran, the righteous and awe-inspiring, and his father hopes that he can be a righteous and awe-inspiring person.
At the other end, Xu Fang carried a wine bottle, stood on the table, raised his chin, looked down at the group of Xiaoxiao, and said a very cruel sentence: "Who dares to make trouble in the master's field, do you know who my little father is?" β
Wang Rinran had a very bad premonition: "Don't, ancestor, don't!" β
Xu Fang stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Rinran: "His father is Wang Gang!" β
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I'm going to finish the calf.
Wang Rinran had never seen such a brazen person.
Of course, Deng Long's brothers didn't know who Wang Gang was, but they recognized Xu Fang, the youngest son of the Xu family: the most famous second ancestor in Nancheng.
Deng Long took the drug, but his brothers didn't knock.
Brother Deng Long laughed: "Misunderstanding." β
Another brother also laughed: "Hehe, it's all a misunderstanding." β
"I'm sorry, Wang ......" Wang Gang's son, right, Brother Deng Long smiled flatteringly, "Lord Wang?" β
Wang Ran was born without love.
The group fight couldn't start, and the audience was about to leave, but Deng Long, who was thrown to the ground by Fu Chaosheng, suddenly got up, lifted a chair, and rushed forward fiercely: "Die, you!" β
Everyone saw that the girl sitting at the bar did not move, raised her hand casually to block it, and picked up the wine glass in her hand with the other hand.
She raised her glassβ
Her hand was amputatedβ
She turned backβ
"You can't hit someone."
She looked up at the knobby hands, and the light and her shadow collided into a pair of apricot eyes: "You're here." β
Rong Li took her cup and smashed it on Deng Longtou.
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