Chapter 101: Reaping the Consequences

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You're so arrogant!

Duan Lang was furious, so angry that he was about to explode, the wind blew his hair backwards, his clothes rattled violently, and the muck truck was less than a meter away from him, and it was about to hit him in an instant.

"Transposition!" Duan Lang snorted, and his figure instantly distorted and disappeared, appearing in the driver's seat of the muck truck.

"I'll strangle the grass!" Wu Dajun's eyes were as big as goose eggs, the muck cart was reflected in his pupils, his expression was horrified, and the second pot head in his hand fell to the ground, and he couldn't help but pinch his thighs fiercely.

This must be a hallucination, I've drunk too much, I'm obviously driving, how can it be...

The muck truck roared by, raising dust in the sky, and Wu Dajun's eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

The two exchanged positions, and the time was less than one hundredth of a second, and no one noticed the abnormality, only saw Duan Lang being knocked away, and then there was no more.

The muck truck drove by frantically, Duan Lang pushed the car door, jumped into the grass and turned his head to look back.

The black Maserati drove out of the alley, and the window slowly fell, revealing Song Xiujun's feminine and handsome face, a cruel smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and he said excitedly: "The sky has eyes, Duan Lang's scourge is finally hanging, and the school flower is still the young master's." ”

Ma Yinlian's eyes lit up, and she laughed maniacally: "Hahahahaha, well done! Dead ghost, you are not very arrogant, you won't give me a hundred yuan, the old lady said, you will die ugly!"

Song Xiujun sneered: "Very good! Thanks to your idea, we can break up." ”

Ma Yinlian was stunned and said sadly: "Brother Xiujun, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge, unload the mill and kill the donkey, and kick me when you're done." ”

Song Xiujun threw out a gold card and said lightly: "The two million breakup fee is also a hush money, no one will know anyone in the future, you take your Yangguan Road, and I will cross my single-plank bridge!"

Ma Yinlian put away the gold card, her face was gloomy as water, and she mocked: "Song Da Shao is so simple, changing his face is faster than turning a book, what do you think of me, just throw me off!"

Song Xiujun opened the car door and said angrily: "It's disgusting to see you, stinky girl, get out, I don't want to see you again, get out of my way as far as I want!"

"Scum, you'll regret it!" Ma Yinlian was kicked out of Maserati, gritted her teeth in anger, and got into a taxi and left.

"The bitch is ruthless, Young Master Ben wants to leave you, a black widow, if you don't end up with Duan Lang, you won't be left with scum. Song Xiujun scolded his stomach, lit a cigarette, spit out a puff of smoke comfortably, and was about to close the car door and leave, when a figure sat in the car and pulled the door shut.

"Who the hell are you, who let you get in my car... I, I, I, I... it" Song Xiujun's scalp was numb, his face was white and blue, he was trembling with fright, looking at Duan Lang in the passenger seat, cold sweat fell like raindrops.

"Duan Lang, even if you become a powerful ghost, you can't wreak havoc in broad daylight, you, you... Don't mess with me!" Song Xiujun was incoherent, scared to the point of going crazy, seeing Duan Lang hang up with his own eyes, he got into his car in a blink of an eye, and he became a ghost too fast, what kind of rhythm is this?

"Song Xiujun, I died so miserably, I'm so lonely down there, I'm going to pull you on your back!" Duan Lang lowered his head, stared at Song Xiujun with squinted eyes, and said word by word while learning the ugly voice of the Yin ghost.

"Ahh

"Don't lie to me, you go to die!" Duan Lang's eyes rolled, and he opened his teeth and claws to pounce on Song Xiujun.

"Don't!" Song so-jun wailed helplessly.

"Coward!" Duan Lang smiled secretly in his heart, raised the plague god's big flower pants high, and set them down.

Song Xiujun's eyes were dark, and he was dizzy in an instant, like a falling ice kiln, like a frosted eggplant, and the whole person was not good from the inside out.

"Bad luck, you're finished!" Duan Lang smiled faintly, looking at Song Xiujun who was trembling, bad luck increased a hundredfold, there must be a disaster of blood and light, at least his wife will be separated and his family wealth will be scattered, and at worst, his family will be ruined, his children and grandchildren will be cut off, and there will be no place to bury him.

"Duan Lang disturbs his life, don't grab me on the back!" Song Xiujun's eyes lit up, his pleading stopped, and he looked at the co-pilot in shock, Duan Lang disappeared, leaving no dust behind, as if he had never appeared.

"Woo woo, Mom, I'm going home!" Song Xiujun burst into tears, Yin Tang was black, his face was full of gloom, the dark clouds on his head were covered, and the mildew was like substance, enveloping him from top to bottom.

The Maserati frantically rushed down the street, crashing into the garbage can, and the garbage fell from the sky, and the goddess scattered flowers to the ground, and the rear of the car emitted billowing black smoke and disappeared into the street.

"Idiot!" Duan Lang watched the sports car leave, showing a gloating smile, this thing is now a broom star, whoever touches it is unlucky, relatives and friends have blood and light disasters.

The top floor of Longhai Club, the eighty-eight-storey imperial suite.

Long Jiaoyue sent off the steel jump, walked into the bathroom with a sigh, took a simple shower, hummed a little song in her mouth, her eyes swept in front of her strangely, her pupils shrank suddenly, she covered her face frantically, and exclaimed.

"Oh I'm going! It's getting so big... It's not scientific, how can I still be handsome in a suit... How do you flirt with girls, how do you go out to meet people?"

There was a knock on the door, and the loud voice of the pink leopard entered the washing room.

"Miss, Duan Lang came to visit, let him not come in. ”

"In a quarter of an hour, let him in!" Long Jiaoyue replied loudly, briefly rushed, and sat on the sofa in a silk bathrobe, pouting in a small breath.

"The eldest lady came out of the bath to greet me, I was really flattered and excited. Duan Lang pushed the door in, swept past Long Jiaoyue who was out of the bath, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he closed the door casually.

"Less self-indulgence, the haunted villa was transferred to the name of Sihai Group, and the money was transferred to Gangbo. ”

Long Jiaoyue's voice is cold, rejecting people thousands of miles away, her short hair is exquisite and cold, her pretty face is heroic and charming, her skin is as white as snow, she arrogantly cocks Erlang's legs, and shakes her white and tender little feet.

Duan Lang smiled and said nothing, unceremoniously sat next to Long Jiaoyue, his eyes flashed golden, the perspective eye automatically activated, and instantly scanned Long Jiaoyue at close range, his big eyes were as big as a bean bag, revealing a bewildered expression, his eyes were fixed on his chest, and he couldn't move anymore.

"Stay away from me!"

Long Jiaoyue scolded in her belly, looked at Duan Lang who was stunned unhappily, her expression became strange, and she looked down at Duan Lang's gaze in front of her, where the waves were turbulent, and she trembled with anger.

She was instantly covered with black lines, her pretty face was as red as blood, her hands were clasped in front of her, and she roared angrily: "Dead Duan Lang, look at me with lustful eyes again, and gouge out your dog eyes." ”

"I just found out that you are a girl with big ambitions. Duan Lang said euphemistically.