"Don't move!"

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Wei Fan didn't listen, took Ma Lin's hand away, and wanted to go to the ground, but as soon as he raised his leg, she hugged her waist again and pressed him on the sofa.

A slippery tongue licked Wei Fan's back.

"Sister Lin!"

In order to avoid embarrassment, Wei Fan originally didn't plan to wake up Ma Lin and leave secretly, but now he can't.

"Hmm!"

Ma Lin responded lazily, and did not stop moving, but intensified, holding Wei Fan with one hand, and reaching forward with the other, teasing him.

"Sister Lin, it's me!"

Wei Fan grabbed Ma Lin's hand and didn't let her move.

"I know!"

Ma Lin picked up a bottle of red wine from the coffee table, took a sip, and then leaned back into Wei Fan's mouth to feed him.

"I'll go first. ”

Wei Fan couldn't stay any longer.

Marin pounced, lay on Wei Fan's back, overwhelmed him, and continued to kiss his lips, some red wine flowed down the corners of his mouth and dripped on his skin.

"I'm sorry!"

Wei Fan used his strength, broke free of Ma Lin, hurriedly dressed Cha Cha, and carried her out of the door.

The living room was quiet again.

Marlene sat up, stroked the strands of hair that was hanging down in front of her eyes, and spat out the red wine from her mouth, looking at them, soaking through the carpet.

"Hehe, all of a sudden, I'm very interested in you!"

Ma Lin walked to the wine cabinet, poured a glass again, sat on the windowsill, looked at the figure of Wei Fan leaving in the rain on the street, and poured herself a drink.

Because it was a rainy day, many candidates did not go out, quietly reviewing their homework, and some people greeted and played cards, but no one responded at all.

"I want to talk to Chusheng and let him give up his part-time job. ”

Looking at these hard-working candidates, Wei Fan felt the pressure.

After eating at noon, as soon as he entered the restaurant with Cha Cha, a lot of eyes fell on Wei Fan, looking at him, after the battle with the knife club, he had a little fame.

Wei Fan Gujing does not wave.

"Cao Chusheng was beaten, this is also a helpless thing, just pay attention next time. ”

A boy came over and comforted Wei Fan, planning to take the opportunity to get to know him.

"What did you say?"

Wei Fan's brows furrowed.

"You don't know?"

The boy was stunned and then explained.

Cao Chusheng was deceived, he was looking for a job with a high salary, but he needed to pay a deposit of 2,000 yuan, under the pretext of clothing fees, training fees, etc.

After joining the company, waiting for Cao Chusheng is ten hours of heavy physical work a day, the company does not fire employees, but it is too hard, no one insists on it, so he can only resign, but he signed an agreement before, and he will not return the deposit if he resigns voluntarily.

Of course, even if you stick to it, the company will find all kinds of reasons to deduct your salary.

"This is a popular scam in Shangjing, where high salaries are bait to deceive migrant workers. ”

The boy sighed.

Wei Fan couldn't eat anymore, so he made a hearty lunch and went to see his friends, and Cha Cha followed obediently.

The dormitory of the sixteenth person is a mixed bag, with dirty clothes, feet, and various smells mixed together, which is a little pungent.

Wei Fan knocked on the door, and the originally noisy room suddenly fell silent.

Cao Chusheng was lying on the bed, covering his head with a quilt, motionless.

"Xiao Shengzi, I brought your favorite pork knuckle!"

Wei Fan moved a stool and sat next to him.

"I'm not hungry!"

Cao Chusheng sulked.

"If you don't eat it, you're wasted. ”

Wei Fan knew that his friend was most distressed about money, and he was reluctant to waste a little bit of food, but unfortunately this time, it didn't work, he didn't squeak.

"Then I'll put the lunch box here, remember to eat it!"

Wei Fan helped Cao Chusheng prop up the quilt, tidied up his messy clothes again, and turned to leave.

"Wei Fan!"

Cao Chusheng shouted: "Don't go." ”

"Where are you going?"

Wei Fan pretended to be puzzled.

"You know everything, right? I said don't bother the company, you don't know, they're the Crows of the dead group, we can't afford to mess with them. ”

Cao Chusheng persuaded that he knew the character of his friend, and he would definitely go to those people to be angry for himself.

"I'm not going. ”

Wei Fan chuckled.

"I'm really fine, don't go. ”

Cao Chusheng wanted to get up, but his whole face was swollen, not to mention a few teeth were missing, his left eye was even more blurry, and his vision was greatly reduced.

"Well, I still have to go to work in the afternoon, and when I come back tomorrow, you ask me for some herbs, the injury will heal soon, and it won't affect the exam." ”

Wei Fan comforted that no matter how embarrassing things his friends encountered before, they would talk to him, but now if he doesn't show up, there is only one answer, he is too seriously injured, and he is afraid that he will be worried.

"Hmm!"

Cao Chusheng shrank in the quilt, bursting into tears, it was so good to be cared for.

"Then I'll go, you rest more. ”

Wei Fan nodded to his roommates, said hello, and then closed the door.

"Ke Wei, please help me watch Dian Weifan, if he leaves with a medical knife, just tell me. ”

Cao Chusheng pleaded with a roommate who had a good relationship.

"Huh, you're saying he's going to trouble the Crows?"

"No, Wei Fan is not a fool, why do you offend them when you are idle?"

"You have too much heart. ”

The roommates are gossiping, what is the black crow death group? The most rapidly rising underground force in Shangjing, even the Little Knife Club has been forced to retreat, and Wei Fan will hit the door alone? Unless his brain is kicked by a donkey.

"You better sleep in peace!"

Ke Wei was speechless, and wanted to say, you are just friends, is he willing to risk doing this kind of thing for you?

Cao Chusheng was helpless, sat on the windowsill, and kept staring at the street, if Wei Fan left with a knife, he would intercept it.

Wei Fan went back to the bedroom and got a knife, climbed over the wall from the backyard, jumped onto the street, and then opened the umbrella, and Cha Cha followed behind with a small umbrella with a mushroom pattern.

The place where Cao Chusheng works, Wei Fan knows, is at No. 72 Pingyang Street, Dongcheng District.

It's an old town, full of low, dilapidated buildings, sewage flowing from the ground, and a mess of wires overhead, making people worry about whether they will fall suddenly.

The streets were cold, with only the occasional pass-by or two pedestrians.

An hour later, Wei Fan stood under one roof, across the long street, looking at the two-story building opposite, with a sign of Shanda Intermediary hanging on it.

Cha Cha squatted next to him, sucking a lollipop.

Bang!

The door of the building was suddenly slammed open, and a man with a blue nose and swollen face rushed out, but before he could run a few steps, he was chased by three thugs armed with sticks, and slammed his head and face.

The man fell into the rain, blood pouring out, and it was red.

Soon, two more men were carried out and thrown down the long street.

"Nima, it's crazy to dare to ask for money from our crow death group!"

The thugs cursed, took out the paint, and wrote the word 'kill' on the three unlucky ghosts to deter those who wanted to get their deposits back.

On the long street on a rainy day, there were almost no people, so a thug noticed Wei Fan, who was standing opposite with a black umbrella, and next to him, there was also a little Lori, who was holding a medical knife in her arms, and was bored watching two ants struggling in the rain.

"What are you looking at? Get out!"

The thug cursed.

Wei Fan was indifferent, the water droplets hit the umbrella, making a crackling sound, I don't know why, listening to this sound, his heart easily quieted down.

"Looking for death, aren't you?"

The thug was furious, and walked over violently, brandishing an iron rod, and slammed it at Wei Fan's head, anyway, this is the territory of the black crow, this guy has been beaten, and there is no place to reason.

Call!

The iron rod brought the sound of breaking wind, and the rain hit it, and it burst out again, and the thugs had already smiled, as if they saw the tragic situation of Wei Fan being beaten and bleeding all over his face, but at the moment when the iron rod hit the other party's head, a sharp pain hit the lower abdomen and spread directly throughout the body.

Bang!

The thug flew out, snapped, and fell on the long street like a dead dog, clutching his abdomen and curling up in pain.

"Who?"

The crows were frightened, and immediately surrounded them with clubs, and some even pulled out daggers from their bosoms, and they did many evils, so they had long been accustomed to being sought for revenge.

"Wait here!"

Wei Fan held the umbrella and walked to the opposite side.

"Oh!"

Cha Cha found a leaf and used it as a boat to save the two ants.

"Kill him!"

The thugs rushed up.

Wei Fan's wrist flicked and turned the umbrella handle.

Swish!

The black umbrella spun, and the rain splashed out, just on the eyes of the two in front of them, making them subconsciously close their eyes.

Wei Fan kicks.

Bang!

The two thugs were kicked into the air, and the flying posture also knocked out the siege of the thugs behind.

"Die!"

A thug scribbled the way back, holding a wooden stick and slamming it at the back of Wei Fan's head.

Wei Fan turned around, and his right leg swept out like a steel whip.

Bang!

The stick was kicked off and then hit the thug's shoulder.

Click!

The thug's shoulder blade shattered, and after falling to the ground, the whole person was like sitting on a slide, and it was wiped out, splashing a large splash.

Shout!

In the oblique stab, a sharp dagger stabbed out and pierced Wei Fan's right waist.

Syllable!

Wei Fan grabbed the thug's wrist and twisted it hard, the other party was in pain, the dagger fell, he grabbed it, and stabbed the opponent's shoulder with his backhand.

Poof!

Blood sprayed.

In less than a minute, eight thugs **** overturned, lying on the long street where the water overflowed their ankles, like suffocating catfish.

"Are you alright?"

Wei Fan asked.

The three unlucky people who begged for money were frightened by Wei Fan's violence and hurriedly retreated.

Wei Fan shrugged his shoulders and walked through the door.

Helped the two little ants get on the leaf boat Chacha, holding a famous knife in one hand and an umbrella in the other, jumping, jumping over the thugs on the ground and following in.

In the hall on the first floor, there was smoke, and there were more than a dozen thugs sitting in the room, who were bored gambling money, and when they saw Wei Fan coming in, they looked confused.

"Who are you?"

Someone stuck their heads out and looked out.

Wei Fan put the umbrella away, shook off the rain on it, and put it by the door, and the tea and tea were the same.

"Hey, you're deaf, I'm asking you. ”

A guy with a big gold chain around his neck and an obvious head cursing, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

The thugs had already gotten up, each with a fierce gaze, and grabbed their respective machetes.

"Collect debts!"

Wei Fan's words are concise and to the point. (To be continued.) )