When I got out of the bar, I saw two familiar figures on the street opposite.

These two people are Yao Yirong and Si Lijing, and they did not leave after being pushed out by me, but waited anxiously for us on the opposite street.

Seeing me and the fat man coming out, Yao Yirong and Si Lijing were anxiously trotting.

"Are you alright?" With a plop, the soft fragrance entered my arms, and the fragrance I smelled in my nose made me unable to react half-loud.

"It's okay...... I'm fine. Looking at Yao Yirong's red eyes, I couldn't help but feel a wave of pity in my heart. Along with this burst of pity, there are also bursts of warm currents that come up.

She didn't go, not even in this dangerous moment.

At that end, Si Lijing also nervously chased after the fat man and asked long and short questions, and Lijing's concern was exchanged for the fat man's helpless smirk.

"It's time to go...... Before the Siberian Tiger did not regret it. Fan Wuchang held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the four of us and couldn't help but smile, and then shook his head undeniably.

Yao Yirong's face flushed, and she quickly broke away from me.

And at this moment, suddenly there was a rumbling roar in the sky.

Everyone looked up, only to see several helicopters suddenly appear in the dark night sky, the propellers clicked and flew, look at this formation, the destination seems to be our place.

"Ah Hao, something is wrong, go back and call someone!" Fan Wuchang said solemnly to the horse boy beside him.

The fat man and I both had the same heart, could it be that these helicopters were coming at us?

"Don't be afraid, this plane should have been called by my brother" Yao Yirong blushed, and her voice was as weak as a mosquito.

The fat man and I looked at each other, and Fan Wuchang stared at each other, and his eyes changed when he looked at Yao Yirong.

"Who is your brother?" Fan Wuchang asked Yao Yirong in a low voice

Yao Yirong was not as spicy as before at the moment, but lowered his head and said softly and weakly: "Yao Wenju." ”

When Brother Wenju (Gu) was named by Yao Yirong, Fan Wuchang's solemn expression relaxed, and he suddenly said: "It turned out to be a member of the Yao family." ”

"Go and tell your people that I've taken care of the matter here, and I don't need them to mix it up anymore." When Fan Wuchang said this to Yao Yirong, the helicopter also lowered the long ladder.

Through the night, I could vaguely see a lot of people climbing down the long ladder of the helicopter, and they all had weapons on their backs.

All along, I just knew that the Yao family was very rich, and it was the inheritance of the Litou Wu family. But when I saw this scene, I realized that I had underestimated the power of the Yao family all along.

The family that can use helicopters is definitely not as simple as I imagined.

A middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old who ran from the helicopter, dressed in suit and leather, with waxed hair, combed his gambling head.

After he saw Yao Yirong, he led a group of people to run over anxiously.

Yao Yirong, who was standing next to me, also trotted up to meet me. The next thing I did, I only saw them talking, and I couldn't hear what they were saying.

It didn't take long for Yao Yirong to come back, and Yao Yirong, who ran back, said to us with a lost expression: "Uncle Fang, he asked me to follow him first." My brother came over soon...... I have to go back first. ”

"Ah, are you going back to Guangdong?"

"Of course not," Yao Yirong interrupted me, pouting and complaining, "You just want me to go back like that." ”

Then she told me that her family also had a house in Macau, and Uncle Fang was the home that took her back to Macau.

It is foreseeable that when the child has an accident outside, any parent will not be at ease, and they all want to eagerly see the child to see if there are any skin holes on the body.

Yao Stationery, who is a brother, is naturally no exception, and the first time his sister had an accident, he naturally took him home to protect him

Seeing that the atmosphere around me was getting more and more embarrassing, Si Lijing and the fat man looked at us strangely, I hurriedly waved my hand and said with a smile: "Okay, you go back first, we'll see you next time." ”

After speaking, I hurriedly trotted, ran behind Fan Wuchang in embarrassment, and followed Fan Wuchang into the car.

As for what happened later, I don't know what they were talking about, but through the glass mirror behind the car, I saw that the fat man and Si Lijing beat Qingqing and me for a while, and then Wei Xiong and Yao Yirong chatted again. Then the four of them beckoned, said goodbye, and parted.

"Okay, you, when did you hook up with her?" After getting into the car, Wei Xiong just smiled and pushed me with his elbow.

"No...... There really isn't, I swear, there is absolute innocence between me and her. Also, I'm definitely not like some people who write a love letter full of typos. My head shook like a rattle in denial, and I also joked about Wei Xiong.

After all, Wei Xiong also pursued Yao Yirong back then, and wrote a love letter to her. And the love letter was torn open by Yao Yirong in public, and after reading it aloud, it was thrown into the trash, humiliating Wei Xiong fiercely.

Because of this, I had a bad impression of Yao Yirong from that time. It's just that she has really changed a lot back then and now.

"Alright, it's all fun to do when I was a kid. Is it still interesting now? Wei Xiong rolled his eyes at me, then pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his arms.

He lit one himself, and then handed one to Fan Wuchang in the front seat.

"Hello big brother, my name is Wei Xiong, if you are happy, you can call me Xiaoxiong." Wei Xiong helped Fan Wuchang light a cigarette with a very respectful attitude.

There are not many people who can make Wei Xiong willing to call the eldest brother, and those who call out loudly are all because they admire their righteousness.

Obviously, Fan Wuchang has this point, and he can stab himself for us who have not known each other for a long time. People who don't pay attention to righteousness will never be able to do it.

Fan ...... Fan impermanence! When Fan Wuchang introduced himself, his tone was a little hesitant and paused.

"Eh, impermanence, black and white impermanence, Brother Chang, your name is really ...... Unexpected. Wei Xiong wanted to say something different, but as soon as he said it, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he quickly changed it to something unexpected

"Alas, Brother Impermanence, is Impermanence really his real name?" I took my cigarette and asked him curiously. In normal times, I would never dare to ask this question, but after everyone has experienced this with each other, the relationship has become much closer invisibly.

"No," Fan Wuchang's character remained unchanged, and his tone was still flat and cold

"Uh...... And what's your real name? The fat man couldn't help but be curious, and interjected to ask

"My real name ......" Fan Wuchang paused, as if hesitating, before continuing: "Fan Taixian." ”

"What, Fan...... It's too salty, this, why did your dad give you this name! The fat man was stunned for a while, and then his face was slightly distorted

If the name Fan Wuchang makes people feel a little unusual, then the name Fan Taixian has to be said to make people feel weird.

"Because ......" was halfway through, and Fan Wuchang became stumbling again.

"Why, what do you say......" The fat man urged without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"There is a custom in my hometown that fathers prepare two names when their children are born, one male and one female. If a boy has a male name for a long time, if it is a girl, he should prepare a female name, and the father should put the child's name into the words as soon as he sees the child......"

"What's wrong with your father, shouldn't I have prepared the name Fan Taixian for you in advance!"

"It's not...... When I was born, my dad was eating sausage rice, and when I was just picked up by Wen Po, my dad patted his thigh and said, "The rice (fan) is too salty, too salty."

"So ......" the fat man's brain cramped, and he hadn't sorted out the relationship for the time being

"So the first thing my dad said was my name" Fan Wuchang's face was a little pale, and there were faint signs that he was about to go berserk

"Hahaha...... the fat man hugged his stomach without any image and laughed: "Fortunately, when you were born, your father didn't see a hen jumping on the banana tree at the door...... Otherwise, you'll have to call ......"

After speaking, the fat man looked at Fan Wuchang very innocently, and asked him very curiously: "By the way, is there a banana tree in front of your house?" Did the hen jump up? ”

Poof, I can't stand the naivety of the fat man anymore. Holding his stomach, he lowered his head, and held back the laughter that was about to explode. Wei Xiong's concentration was better, and he couldn't hold back his laughter. It's just that the distorted face and the swaying shoulders fully show that Wei Xiong endured very hard, very hard.

Even Ah Hao, who was driving, almost couldn't hold the steering wheel, and if he hadn't braked in time, he almost hit a telephone pole on the side.

Fan Wuchang stared at Ah Hao coldly, so frightened that he quickly shut up, pretended that nothing had happened, and drove the car intently.

Immediately, Fan Wuchang slowly took a puff of cigarette and asked us in a calm tone, "Do you like to listen to horror stories?" ”

"Of course, no amount of horror stories can scare me! Ye is a Taoist priest, "The fat man's ability to tell nonsense with his eyes open is getting better and better, and his face is not red and his heart is not beating when he blows."

"Then let me tell you one, this story is very short, but you will definitely find it scary when you listen to it!" Fan Wuchang took a puff of his cigarette and said calmly

"Okay, you say, I listen, it will definitely not scare me"

Under everyone's gaze, Fan Wuchang slowly squirmed his lips

"Once upon a time, there was a guy who made fun of my name, and then ...... He's dead. ”

I:.........

Fatso:.........

Wei Xiong: "......"

It's a short story, but it's short, it's .......