"Your uncle, you are really realistic!" The fat man shot a resentful look at Ling Feng, just like the little three that his wife bumped into, and Ling Feng was the little three. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ling Feng unbuckled his seat belt, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "There's no way, people are very realistic, right, fat man!" "Get out, Lao Tzu can see through you!"

"If you see through it, you can see it through, just kidding, if you really hit the old man, the old grandmother? Do you still have the kung fu to talk nonsense with me here? You may not be scared now, immediately open the door and get out of the car to see what you hit! So at the end of the day, you guy is playing with me. Ling Feng pinched his waist with both hands, and put on an expression that had already penetrated everything.

The junior brought down the lady who was the right match, and the junior took the position.

The fat man gave Ling Feng a thumbs up full of fat and praised, "This guy is possessed by Conan, right? Or is Sherlock Holmes reincarnated? I can't fix you all at once." ”

"Come on, fat man, although I don't talk much, but I know it very well in my heart than anyone else, and I tell you a secret, in fact, I am Edogawa Conan who has become smaller because of the secret organization. Don't tell Xiao Lan about this!I don't want Xiao Lan to see me like this, he will be very sad when he sees it!" Ling Feng said very really.

The fat man slammed Ling Feng on the back of the head and scolded, "I'm going to your uncle's, you're playing with me again!" "Are you fun?

The fat man said with a dark face, "Get out of the car!" "Okay!" Ling Feng was possessed by the ancient shopkeeper again.

The fat man and Ling Feng who got off the car looked around here, this is a restaurant built up of scattered tents, saying that the restaurants are all good, in fact, they are simple food stalls, and the food stalls are wrapped in plastic paper around them, in case the guests are eating, there is a gust of cold wind from their backs......

This is a food stall in a bustling city, and here are the people who live at the bottom, and at night, this group of people comes out to do business, and they have to endure the blackmail of the chengguan.

This is the life of people living at the bottom, if you have some money, a little bit of chengguan, the chengguan will also open one eye, close one eye, let them set up a stall here to do business, is the so-called land fee. If not, the mighty city management army will drive them away on the grounds of affecting the city's appearance, and even worse, directly smash them, which is no different from the special bandits.

But business here is better than anywhere else, mostly because of the payment of land fees.

It was already overcrowded, the fat man and Ling Feng turned around a few times before finding a vacant position, and the fat man's fat ass suddenly sat on the lonely bench, and now it seemed that he couldn't bear the weight of the fat man, and made a squeaking sound.

Ling Feng also found a bench and sat on it, but there was no such noise.

"Boss, here are 2 catties of garlic lobster, and a case of Tsingtao beer!

The boss who was stir-frying on the pot turned over the pot with both hands, turned his head and said with a smile: "Okay, wife, love garlic, lobster, a case of Tsingtao beer, write it down for me!" The woman on the side quickly wrote it down.

"It's a cold Tsingtao beer!" the fat man shouted again. "Okay, okay, it's a cold Tsingtao beer! "This kind of restaurant is generally the whole family, the father stir-fries, the mother on the menu, the dishes, and the children close the table and wipe the table. Some family members are reluctant to let their children suffer this sin at night. So the couple took over all the work.

There is no way, is this the hardship of life? There are people who are more bitter and tired than this, aren't they all for the sake of living?

"Boss, hurry up!" said the fat man.

"All right, guest!" said the owner.

The fat man said with a smile: "Aren't you very surprised, don't pretend, I know you are surprised or angry in your heart, if you are angry, vent it to your heart! It's okay to hit me!" The fat man put on a trembling expression, an expression of hope that Ling Feng would ravage him. But Ling Feng didn't want to capture this fat man.

Ling Feng's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and his other hand held his chin boringly and said: "Fatty, you are still too tender, I told you just now, you guy wants to trap me, you are still early! If I am really surprised by you, if I really want to go to my star-rated hotel! When I just got out of the car, I should have said with a confused face, "Fuck you, uncle, fat man, this is the kind of five-star hotel you are talking about!" I should have glared and frowned, but did you see me make any expressions or movements that surprised you when I got out of the car?"

"No!" said the fat man truthfully.

"That's right, fat man! The reason why I want to say that I want to go to a five-star hotel is because I know the fat man's urine nature, and I said a five-star hotel, you will definitely take me to the food stalls." If I were to take me to a food stall, you might take me to your house to stir-fry two side dishes to eat!

The fat man was surprised: "I'll rub it, you are the reincarnation of Kong Ming, right? You can even predict the prophet, but Ling Feng, you waste boy, have you really been to my house?" After a pause, "My family's diet is no worse than that of a five-star hotel!"

Ling Feng suddenly remembered, and suddenly patted his thigh and said, "That's right, I knew that I would let you take me to the food stall, so that you would take me to your house to eat!" "Come on, how could you bring you to my house to eat." It's a shame for me to have a friend like you, if you say you're going to a food stall now......" "How about it?" Ling Feng asked.

"I'll take you to the little black workshop to eat, the one with gutter oil. ”

"Fatty, your routine is so deep!" Ling Feng said with a dark face. "Haha!" the fat man laughed, "There's no way, you have to learn the routine if you live in the routine." The fat man waved his hand at Ling Feng and said in a tone of "I'm actually helpless".

"Boss, why aren't my shrimp and beer all right?" the fat man urged. "Come, come, I'm sorry to be a guest! Your beer is cold as you ask!" the boss brought a plate of shrimp, and the boss's wife brought a case of cold beer at the same time. The boss rubbed his hands full of oil smoke and said with a smile: "Boss, total, 228." Without saying a word, the fat man took out three brand-new hundred-dollar bills from his pocket and handed them to the boss.

The boss dipped his hand in spit, lit it, and held it in the air to shine at the lamp. "Don't worry, it's not fake, just brought it out of the bank!" said the fat man. "Let the boss laugh, there's no way, a small business! The boss took out the change full of oil smoke from his pocket and handed it to the fat man.

The fat man didn't have any dislike as a result, but he didn't count it, so he put it in his pocket.

"Boss, bring me another 2 catties of lobster, I want thirteen flavors!" The guest's shout reached the boss's ears, and the boss went to work again.

The fat man bit the lid of the beer with his teeth, spit it on the ground, handed it to Ling Feng and said, "Take it!"

"I'll rub, you drive, you're still drinking, I'll drink a bottle, you know how much I drink, otherwise there wouldn't be such a farce at the graduation party!" Lin Feng said in surprise at first, and then suddenly turned cold. "You know, you don't know how much I drink? Don't worry! You want to put me down with this crate of beer. There are no doors!" The fat man put the beer on his spout, and gurgled it into his stomach as if he were drinking water.

Ling Feng took a small sip and said, "Fatty, according to the plot just now, shouldn't you have those change? Aren't you a local tyrant?" "Which local tyrant's money isn't earned? Is it stealing or robbing? Besides, all this money belongs to my father, how can I spend it at will." The fat man said, "How could that kind of plot that only happens in novels happen to me, and Ling Feng do you know?"

"What do you know?" Ling Feng asked.

"I know this is ......" The fat man slowly opened his mouth and said, Ling Feng replied first: "This is a kind of disrespect to people!" "Yes, the parents of the person who gave birth to me, and Ling Feng who knows me!haha!"

Ling Feng took another sip of beer and said, "Fatty, I've always had a question!" "Why would you wait and talk about it, you guy's wine is too bad!" Drinking only cares about drinking by yourself, and I don't know who touches one, come, touch one with me first!" The fat man picked up the wine bottle and said to Ling Feng. "Your uncle, you said that your wine seems to be very good, haven't you touched one, let's go!" Ling Feng turned on the spit mode.

"What a question?"

Both sides took a sip of wine. "I don't understand why you have to make friends with me in the first place, my guy ......" Ling Feng paused, "I'm a dusty existence! It's okay to even say that I have no merits! You are at home is your background, and it's not right to make friends with me at all!" Ling Feng scratched his head and said.

The fat man said, "This is not only a very simple reason, haven't you noticed it for so many years?" The fat man tore open the lobster, peeled off the skin, and put the shrimp into his mouth, "The other students in the class all call me dead fat, dead fat, only you and Liu Fu didn't call me dead fat! Liu Wu called me by my name, just like just now, there are two words of classmate behind it! God's setting is good!"

Ling Feng's face suddenly smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum and said, "Then do you want to know why I didn't call you, dead fat man? You really still don't understand me! This is too bloody!"

"What is the reason!Why is the dog's blood!"The reason why Liu Wu called you Xu Jin is to respect you, because it is the setting of a goddess and a scholar. And the reason why I don't call you dead fat man is ......" Ling Feng also put the shrimp into his mouth, chewed it vigorously, and then swallowed it in his stomach, without even peeling the skin, and continued: "That's because I am very energy-saving, a lazy person, a dead fat man calls one more word, very tired." It's like you just saw me eating shrimp, I don't even want to peel off the shrimp skin!"

Ling Feng risked being slapped to death by the fat man and said what was in his heart. The fat man shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "You guy is really a very honest person! If it were someone else, he would definitely put it in his heart! You dare to say what is in your heart!"

Ling Feng smiled and said nothing, and secretly thought in his heart that in this era of seeing people and talking about people, and talking about ghosts, speaking what is in his heart depends on who he is talking to.

"Dog blood is dog blood, I don't care, anyway, I have you as a good friend!" said the fat man. Ling Feng was watching the fat man eat shrimp and drink wine, Ling Feng didn't even drink half of his wine, he ate one garlic lobster, and the rest were contracted by the fat man.

The fat man's alcohol consumption is really still very large, and he didn't get drunk with a single case of beer, but Ling Feng was still very worried about the fat man. was caught drunk driving, but the driver's license had to be revoked, not to mention that the fat man bought the driver's license. So Ling Feng borrowed the fat man's new iphone8s and called his family, telling the truth.

It's just that Ling Feng didn't say where the night was, but in the Internet café.

Inside the Internet café.

"Your uncle, are you stupid! People are on the list, you go to the jungle, you don't know if you don't come to help grandpa and I assist!" "The fat man is playing a game of masturbation, this game is very popular before it comes out, the fat man is tapping on the keyboard, and outputs this very annoying sentence on the computer screen. "The other party typed out a string of words, call Dad, otherwise Dad hangs up!" Then the fat man and his Delmar teammates typed the word Dad at the same time.

Ling Feng was secretly smiling on the side, which was even funnier than watching a sketch. "What's so funny about this, is this also the helplessness of life? If you play a game, you will know it too!" The fat man glanced at Ling Feng's computer and said, "Damn, you guy is still playing the game of poisoned milk powder! What is so fun about this stand-alone game, it is still fun to play masturbation and masturbation, and cooperate with teammates!" The fat man put on a surprised expression.

Ling Feng was fighting with a player on the computer, Ling Feng defeated the other party, let go of the keyboard and said, "Fatty, I feel like masturbation." This game isn't me, I'd better play single-player! And you guys are all a, and if you can't win, people will say that your teammates are pitted. It's still fun to have poisoned milk powder, and no one sprays me when I play alone. ”

The fat man nodded and said, "Well, it seems to make sense, I'll go play with poisoned milk powder too!"

So Ling Feng and the fat man played with poisoned milk powder in the Internet café all night, the fat man's equipment was very good, but it had been harmonized in the dueling arena, the local tyrant players were different, but the dueling arena was the same, and Ling Feng's operation was obviously higher than that of the fat man. The fat man was abused by Ling Feng all night. When I left the next morning, I vowed never to play the game of poisoned milk again.

He handed Ling Feng to the school gate and left again. Ling Feng said, Fatty, your life is so good! What a fart, I still envy your life, what a happy thing to learn by yourself taught by the goddess! Hey! The fat man shook his head, sighed and drove away in a BMW fork five.

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"What are you thinking!Ah Feng!" Shi Yin asked. "Brother, what are you thinking!" Nangong Le asked. "It's nothing, let's go to class!" Ling Feng said, fat man, you are ready for a counterattack of waste materials! I want to become the harem king of this continent haha.........

"Bang"

"You're sick again, my master!" the little devil kept wielding a sledgehammer. Ling Feng's face was full of black lines, and he was ready to go to class.

I've worked hard, recommend tickets for collection, smash me to death!