"Chen Yan, you are so stupid." Fang Ping sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

He got up, took off his coat and put it on Chen Yan, walked to the bar to pay the money, and left.

On the road, he was alone, and the streetlights pulled his figure out of slender stripes.

Fang Ping looked up and saw the man walking towards him, and smiled bitterly.

"Are you here to kill me?" He said very calmly, but the hand in his trouser pocket was already tightly gripped.

The man wears a hoodie, which is covered by the cap of the suit and worn on his head, showing a fashionable state of young people at the moment.

A pair of canvas shoes under his loose slacks were handsomely stepping on the skateboard, his hand pressed on the other end of the skateboard, and he looked at Fang Ping coldly.

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