Cute girl messing with her

The Southern Jin Dynasty Jinlian came to visit

But just when Zhang Chengyong and Shi Xueqing were arguing, a little girl wearing a white long-sleeved cotton T-shirt, a big Mickey mouse printed on her chest, and long braids slid into the room between Zhang Chengyong and Shi Xueqing.

"Hey! I said, little girl, who are you looking for? Zhang Chengyong shouted with wide eyes.

But the little girl didn't seem to hear at all, and she looked anxious and frightened, as if she was hiding from someone.

I saw that this little girl got into the house and looked around, and then in a flash, she hid under the sofa behind me, and didn't even dare to raise her head.

I looked back at her, and after a long time, the little girl slowly raised her head and looked at me with her big watery eyes.

And I actually recognized this little girl, she was the ghost who asked me for money and sang to me at the mouth of the tongue alley before.

"You ......" I was about to speak, but the little girl hurriedly put her index finger to her mouth and made a silent gesture to me.

Then, only to hear her say softly: "Shhh Be quiet! I beg you, no matter who comes in a moment, you say they haven't seen me, okay? I beg you! Please! ”

The tone of this little girl's voice was very pitiful, and when she said the words please, her eyes were already full of tears, as if she had really been bullied by someone.

"Don't worry! A cute little girl like you is also bullied, and those guys can't be considered human at all! "I haven't spoken yet, and Zhang Chengyong on the side has already rushed to speak.

Zhang Chengyong has always been the most unbearable to see others crying, especially not to see the girl crying, as long as others are first-class tears, even if he is angry, he can disappear without a trace in an instant, plus, he hates those who bully others the most in his life, so at this time he has already been a little helpless.

I only heard Zhang Chengyong say loudly: "If those guys really dare to come here to find you, I promise that they will not come back!" Little girl, don't worry! ”

"Thank you!" Hearing Zhang Chengyong's words, the ghostly little girl poked her head out from behind the sofa and whispered.

The tone of her speech at this time was really well-behaved and pitiful, the sweet smile on the corner of her mouth, coupled with the crystal tears in her eyes, actually made this Zhang Chengyong, whose face was thicker than the city wall, couldn't help but start to have a fever on his face.

Zhang Chengyong coughed lightly, and then, very unnaturally, said, "You're welcome!" ”

However, after the little girl had just said three words, she hurriedly retracted her head.

It felt like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

Ghosts, naturally, will not be seen in such a place.

All she saw were four people.

It's just four people with fleshy faces and fierce gods.

Each of the four wore a tight-fitting white T-shirt, a pair of retro blue jeans, a gold necklace the size of a little finger around their necks, and a dragon in the clouds that looked like a ribbon fish was tattooed on their right arm.

A few of them walked up to our door, and one of them, the darkest and tallest guy, looked at us and said loudly, "Hey, have you seen a fucking teenage girl?" ”

Although he asked again fiercely, his eyes glanced at Shi Xueqing who was standing at the door from time to time.

"Nope!" Zhang Chengyong looked at the big man outside the door and said coldly.

"What? No? The big black man bared his teeth and said loudly: "Lao Tzu, I obviously saw that girl running up, and I obviously ......."

"What's it?" Zhang Chengyong said in a provocative tone: "Obviously I didn't see anything fucking, I don't fucking know where that little girl ran to, obviously I'm fucking fine, why don't you hurry up and let me go?" ”

Zhang Chengyong is the kind of master who is not afraid of big things, and in addition, he was angry when he thought of the pitiful eyes of the little girl just now, so it was not polite to speak at this time.

"What? Do you fucking say that again? Do you know who we are? Just talk to Lao Tzu about us? Don't you want to live? Hearing Zhang Chengyong's words, another guy with a tattoo shouted on the side.

But Zhang Chengyong didn't even look at them, just snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "Don't want to live anymore? Is this pretending to be a triad? ”

Then Zhang Chengyong actually smiled, then turned to me and said leisurely: "Tianyi, I'll show you a monkey show, you can see it!" ”

And just as he finished speaking, the big black man on the side had already roared and rushed over, punching Zhang Chengyong's left cheek.

Although this guy is not a practitioner, he is obviously experienced in a hundred battles, and this punch seems to be ordinary, but it is fast and ruthless.

At this time, Zhang Chengyong didn't seem to see this guy at all, he was still looking at me with a smile, still muttering something in his mouth.

The big black man behind him was already laughing, and he was confident that this punch could focus Zhang Chengyong, even if he didn't hit his face, that Zhang Chengyong would definitely not be able to run away.

He has used all his strength for this punch, even if it doesn't hit Zhang Chengyong's face, even if it hits Zhang Chengyong's shoulder, it can definitely fly Zhang Chengyong out with a punch, and it can definitely let this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky know that he knows how powerful he is.

His fists were whirring, and he almost burst out laughing.

However, what he never expected was that after he punched down, someone did fly out, but it was not Zhang Chengyong in front of him who flew out, but himself.

He really didn't know what was going on, he just felt that the figure in front of him flickered, and then, Zhang Chengyong somehow got behind him, and then his whole person flew out, flying straight for nearly two meters or so, before slamming into the marble wall of the corridor.

This big black man's sternum was almost broken, but he didn't even make a sound, he just stared at Zhang Chengyong with big eyes, he really couldn't imagine how this guy got behind him and threw himself out.

Even after a long time, when someone mentioned this incident to him, he always emphasized that he must have met a ghost that day.

Seeing that Zhang Chengyong threw the big black man out, the other three people standing outside the door first shook for a moment, and then one of them, who looked like Sun Honglei, suddenly burst into a shout, and then pounced on Zhang Chengyong.

However, how could these guys be Zhang Chengyong's opponents, although they are fierce, they are also castrated quickly.

These people only felt that they had a flower in front of them, and then the whole person was thrown out like a sandbag.

After listening to a series of sounds of "popping", the whole imposing few big men were already lying in the corridor of the hotel like dead fish at this time.

At this time, although some of the guests in other rooms in the hotel secretly opened the door, most of them just watched the excitement through the crack in the door, and only a few people who were a little more bold came out to see what was going on here.

And when they saw Zhang Chengyong, who was standing in the middle of the corridor with an angry face, and the four people lying on the ground, they couldn't help but gasp, and hurriedly turned around and ran back to the room.

There was a young man who was in a hurry, and he stepped on the bath towel around his body, but he was afraid that what happened in the corridor would involve him, so he could only cover the key parts with his hands and run back to the room with a roll, not daring to come out.

Seeing this, Zhang Chengyong and I couldn't help but smile, and even Shi Xueqing, who had been cold as frost, couldn't help but have a smile in his eyes.

And the little girl who had been hiding under the sofa behind me almost laughed out loud, if she hadn't tried to cover her mouth with her hands, she probably would have laughed back and forth by this time.

However, the smile quickly disappeared, because at this time, a person suddenly appeared on the other side of the corridor.

This is a middle-aged man, he is very tall, with broad shoulders and a thick back, and if he stands there without moving, it looks like a mountain.

He wore a navy blue suit, without buttons on his chest, revealing the white shirt underneath, the buttons of which were crumbling tightly because of his overdeveloped chest muscles, as if they would burst at any moment.

He was dark-skinned, gray-haired, and his eyes were bright and terrifying.

He didn't speak, but he stood there like a sharp blade unsheathed, and everyone who saw him couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines.

If there is anyone in this world who can crush an opponent with his eyes, then this person is definitely one of them.

He looked at us, and we looked at him.

He didn't move, and neither did we.

He's waiting, and we're waiting.

Waiting is sometimes not just waiting, and waiting is sometimes a war.

An inner battle between people.

A war that tests patience and determination.

Although there is no sword and sword in this war, although there is no fist and foot combination, such wars are often more intense, because, in another war like this, if anyone loses, it is really a loss, and it is a complete loss.

He lost more than just a war.

He often loses everything about himself and his future.

So, we can't lose, and that person can't lose either.

Sweat slipped down the tips of my and Zhang Chengyong's noses little by little, dripping on the lips of both of us, and the salty and bitter feeling continued to stimulate the nerves of both of us.

But the two of us didn't move.

Because the two of us know that at this moment, both us and that person are as ready to shoot as if they are ready to go.

Whoever moves, then whoever loses the opportunity.

And the one who loses the opportunity is naturally defeated.

defeated, though for death.

But what is the difference between death and death?

Because, in the hearts of some people, defeat is equal to death.

They can die, but they must not be defeated.

That's the kind of person I am.

Zhang Chengyong is also this kind of person.

And the middle-aged man standing at the end of the corridor at this time is even more of this kind of person.

I don't know how long it took, but the four people lying on the ground staggered up and limped to the middle-aged man's side.

One of the eldest guys covered his ribs and said in a trembling voice, "Old ...... Top dog! It's these guys, they're hiding that little girl. ”

"They hid it?" It took a long time for the middle-aged man to ask slowly.

"Yes, that's them! Not only did these guys hide that little girl, but they also injured the brothers! Boss, you'll have to ...... this account for us."

Before he finished his words, he only heard a "snap", and he had already received a swollen slap on the left side of his face.

"Old ...... Boss ......," the big man said in surprise as he looked at the middle-aged man with his face covered.

The middle-aged man didn't look at him at all, he pushed the big man away and walked straight towards us.

"Help Jin Sicheng in Xiajinlian!" The middle-aged man looked at us and said aloud.

Although he claimed to be subordinate, his tone was like that of an emperor who had paid a private visit and spoke to his people, without the slightest modesty and politeness.