"Miss Shen, hello." The Dragons smiled and said hello.

Chubby was stunned, what did his father call Sister Qing?

Miss Shen! Also, hello?

Shen Qing raised his eyes, "Well, Xiaopang is your son?" ”

The dragon team and Chubby don't look much alike, one is black and black and strong, and the other is white and chubby.

The Dragons smiled, "it." ”

Shen Qing sighed.

"Dad, do you know Sister Qing?" Xiaopang listened to the conversation between the two and felt that they had known each other for a long time, and his sister had a higher status.

Could it be that Sister Qing is the child of which big guy in their bureau?

"Acquaintance, considered a comrade-in-arms." The dragon team touched his nose, remembering his previous bad attitude towards Shen Qing, and felt a little weak.

The little fat was dumbfounded, and he didn't know what to say for a while, how old is Sister Qing?

"Chubby, your surname is Long?" Shen Qing glanced at the father and son, but couldn't help but ask.

"Uh...... I knew you forgot, my real name is Longhua, and Chubby is a nickname. ”

"Oh."

"Then Miss Shen, let's go to the classroom." The Dragons asked cautiously.

"Hmm." Shen Qing nodded.

"Dad, what's the origin of Sister Qing? How did you become your comrade-in-arms? Is she an agent? As soon as he thought of Shen Qing's skills, countless hidden identities of Shen Qing popped up in his little fat brain.

The dragon team was a shudder at his head, "Don't ask, don't ask." ”

**

Gu Ting had something to do to go first, and the time for dinner was pushed to six o'clock in the evening.

At night, Nie Yu was home alone, Nie Huan was not at ease and refused to have dinner in the evening.

Shen Qing nodded, "Well, you go back first." ”

Nie Huan said goodbye to Xia Mang and walked out of the classroom.

The dragon team deliberately went out through the back door, "Miss Shen, then let's go too." ”

"Hmm." Shen Qingting gave the dragon team face and smiled.

Xia Mang got up from the stool and stretched, "Don't you sleep tired every day?" ”

"Okay."

Shen Qing and Xia Mang are both good-looking, attracting the attention of many people along the way, they didn't take the avenue, turned into a small alley, which is quite remote.

"Yo! I know what my brothers mean, so I'm waiting for it. ”

A young man with colorful hair walked out, followed by twenty or so younger brothers, each with an iron rod in his hand.

Xia Mang glanced at them and couldn't help laughing, "I have neat hair like a chicken, and I think I'm a national idol." ”

Shen Qing glanced up and took a step back, "You get on." ”

She just went to the side and watched.

The corners of Xia Mang's mouth twitched, dare she be a ruthless thug?

"The girl is quite spicy, do you want to ...... together" Before the finished speaking, a stone fell on his face.

"You want to die!" A man next to him was startled by the bleeding face of the's head, and angrily yelled at Xia Mang.

"There are still minors here, be careful when you speak."

Xia Mang took off his ordinary trench coat, wrapped in a black tights, and his figure was uneven.

"Tsk, there's no cave." Shen Qing raised his eyes for a moment, then moved his eyes.

Xia Mang's chin lifted slightly, "That's it, stinky brothers, let my sister teach you today, what is called looking for death." ”

The person on the other side couldn't help laughing, no matter how powerful these two people are, they are still worth their more than 20 people?

"Qingqing, go on." Xia Mang threw the windbreaker into Shen Qing's arms, glanced at them, took a small step back, and rushed directly into the crowd.

The touched the blood on his face, picked up the iron rod and hit it first, but before the person touched it, he was twisted by Xia Mang's arm.

"Waste snacks." Xia Mang sneered at the corner of his mouth, snatched the iron rod, and kicked between the legs of the, no longer caring whether he lived or died.

Shen Qing lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, occasionally looking up to glance at the battle situation, and the people were down.

The lay on the ground and groaned, and a small packet of white powder fell out of his pants pocket.

Shen Qing stared at it for two seconds, stopped playing the game, and slowly walked over.

Seeing the girl coming, the couldn't help but shudder.

Shen Qing squatted down, picked up the transparent bag, handed it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, his eyes condensed slightly. glanced at the, this is a little bit of interest, and you dare to play this?

"Where did it come from?" Shen Qing didn't get up, half-squatted, picked up the iron rod that rolled over next to him, and put it against the chest of the.

"What's that? This is flour, bought in the supermarket. The's words flickered, and he looked at Shen Qing's gaze with a touch of fierceness.