The waiter and the boy glanced at each other, and the two cold lights instantly flattened his courage to question.

He swallowed and nodded:

"Okay, huh...... Hello well-wishers. ”

"Hello." Lan Shuying also nodded.

"I have some personal things to talk about with this Mr. Song."

Inside the glass window, many eyes were cast on this side.

Both of them are wearing masks, and for a while, no one has recognized Song Qingan, the new singer.

The waiter kind of regretted that he had come out to meddle in his business.

The service staff usually has bright eyes, and he has already seen a clue: these two are probably emotionally entangled.

But he didn't take the boy seriously:

Xu Yichen has been malnourished for a long time, and he is tall and tall, and he doesn't look like a person who can fight, a delicate and weak cream type.

Abbreviation, weak chicken.

The waiter couldn't figure out how he had been frightened just now.

Can't figure it out.

"It's okay, you can go back to work, thank you." Song Qingan said.

The owner of this café is his friend, and he knows that the employees here are very strict, but he still explained: "There may be some misunderstandings between me and this junior, please don't publicize it......"

A "junior" with an accentuated tone.

The waiter said I understand, I understand.

Since he didn't need help, he went into the store without looking back.

"Little ......"

Before the first word could be heard, the wooden stick slashed his head and covered his face at Song Qing'an!

Song Qingan was stunned for a moment.

In the end, the skills he exchanged still played a role, and staged a play: empty-handed wooden sticks!

Lan Shuying stabbed the tip of the stick in his stomach.

Taking advantage of his initial painful trance, he pulled it back and hit him on the side of his face with a stick!

There was immediately a lot of red in the mask!

She knew where it was.

If it weren't for this mask cloth, there would be his tooth on the ground right now.

Song Qingan was completely angry, and rushed up to show his grappling skills.

However, Lan Shuying didn't give him a chance to show it at all.

She doesn't need to show how advanced she is here.

Even if she was blindfolded, instinct would be enough to pinch him to death.

At this moment, the gap between the two is like a lame old man against a special forces!

I only saw the shadow of the stick, and the muffled sound and screams of the stick were endless, and at the end, Song Qingan cried.

Yes, he really cried.

With two lines of tears in his eyes, he begged her to stop.

If it weren't for the fact that there were already spectators around, this brazen guy might even be able to say something like "one night husband and wife and one hundred nights".

As long as you can get him out of this situation immediately, anything!

The old vegetable seller put down his burden to dissuade her, meaning that this person was seriously injured, and if he was not sent to the hospital, he was afraid that it would be too late!

The enthusiast had already called the police and threatened her to stop.

Lan Shuying threw away the wooden stick, pulled Song Qingan up by the collar of his shirt, and asked him in a suppressed voice: "Do you want to be public or private?" ”

"Gong, none of us should be embarrassed, let everyone know what kind of virtue King Song is."

"You copied those songs! You can't explain the creative inspiration and the draft; Where did you get your money, and how did you get the medicine that fascinated the eldest lady of the Lian family? By the way, I kindly hid the rest of the medicine for you, and you can take it to the police uncle at any time. Also, it seems that your gambling money is too smooth...... How do I think you make these up? ”

Every time she broke a sentence, Song Qingan shuddered.

In the end, he shook his head in a panic like a deflated ball.

He was afraid.

But not because of the fear of her threats.

As long as the gold-fingered uncle in his body is willing to help, this matter will definitely be solved!

If he can't even control Xu Yichen, how can he attack more valuable targets?

The problem is that from the moment he was beaten, the system didn't say anything...... He tried to call for help, restart, but to no avail!

What's going on?

Could it be that the system thinks that he can't beat others even if he redeems his means, and is disappointed in him and unbound?!

The stick hits the body, it hurts, but it is not fatal;

The system ignores him, this is the earth-shattering thunderbolt! beat Song Qingan into a daze.

Lan Shuying shook him, and he looked back in confusion, "What ......?" ”

"Hehe, then it's private."

She helped him make a decision, and said in a loud voice:

"Everyone, look at it, it's this dog man, he lied to my sister! He was short of money to spend, so he came to the door and said that he wanted to make a fortune, and he talked about getting married at the end of the year, but he ran away! stole the money to do a happy event and came to the big city to wave, you look at his dress, ah, he looks like a human! He doesn't care what my sister is laughed at in her hometown! ”

"That's the garbage I hit today, scumbag!"

There was silence for a few seconds, and then it buzzed like a group of flies.

The vegetable seller who was upset with Song Qing'an just now took a deep breath, bent down and picked up a handful of leftover leaves, held them and smashed them on his face, accompanied by a mouthful of thick phlegm: "Phew! ”

Join the family, be a son-in-law!

This profession has never been completely cut off for hundreds of thousands of years.

Young people, who can be favored by the generous girl, must be good-handed, tall and handsome, and he has to rely on it, rubbing the benefits of other people's families, and the children born to both of them do not have his surname...... Over time, this leaves a fixed impression of being lazy and idle.

When everyone looked at Song Qingan, their eyes were immediately different.

This handful of leftover leaves is a start.

The eldest brother who said he called the police, the phone was connected, but he silently cut off the phone and left.

No matter how the surrounding people blamed and coaxed, Song Qingan hung his head, like a puppet who had lost his soul, and sat on the ground.

Until he was pulled up by a man:

"Brother An! Brother An, are you okay? ”

Good...... Fart.

Lan Shuying hugged her arms and watched coldly.

She recognized that this was Song Qing'an's life assistant, the No. 1 dog leg on Xunhua Road.

Looking at his eyebrows up close, he also recognized her, and his eyes subconsciously shrank.

It's a lack of heart.

Because this assistant usually takes a lot of benefits from Xu Yichen.

It can be said that half of the salary goes into the assistant's pocket.

The purpose is to inquire about Song Qingan's whereabouts and recent situation, whether there is anything uncomfortable, when to ask him, and what do you want to eat next time......

The assistant received the transfer and turned his head to share it with Song Qingan.

Of course, Song Da singer can't look down on this little money, what he wants is happiness, the happiness of playing with an innocent teenager in the palm of his hand!

Lan Shuying was like looking at two piles of rancid and pus-flowing garbage.

She pointed to her assistant and scolded "angrily":

"You're the one who coaxed him here, aren't you? Slut, you dog man, don't want to be greedy for my sister's private money, this marriage is not over, you pay me back the money! ”

Song Qingan looked confused, and didn't listen at all.

Male assistant: Confused x2......

When the melon-eating crowd heard it, it was this young man who seduced the "door-to-door son-in-law", and then looked at the assistant's angry dress, suspicious!

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