"Dad, that's not how accounts are calculated!"

"What's that?"

The father and daughter quarreled fiercely in front of them, although the voice was not loud, but the words were fierce, and several times, the girl's father even rolled up his sleeves, wanting to teach the girl a lesson in public.

Looking at the beautiful girl in front of her, who was about the same size as herself, Liu Yifei wanted to go up and help, uncle, the account is not calculated like this, for example, the venue fee at the entrance of the Beiying Community you mentioned just now is 20, that is because Xiao Yang in your mouth is very familiar with the doorman of the Beiying Community, just buy some fruit and they can help maintain the order of the shooting, if this matter is put in other communities, it is estimated that no one is willing to help without 300 yuan.

But after thinking about it, Liu Yifei still held back.

There are so many people at the scene, and there are more than a dozen cameras filming, if he really quarrels with the middle-aged man in front of him because of his words of help, it will definitely become explosive news in the newspapers tomorrow [Liu Yifei, one of the new four little flowers, sprayed with a middle-aged man in an unknown alley near Beiying].

Since she couldn't help, Liu Yifei had no choice but to divert her attention.

Standing next to the father and daughter is a mother and son, the mother is not too tall, it is estimated that she is one meter six, four, six or five, but she is well-dressed, wearing a black lady's suit and a pair of black-framed glasses, even if you look at it from the side, it is full of intellectual beauty.

The son is cute, seven or eight years old, with a chubby little face and a round back of his head, standing at the door of Yangchun Noodle Restaurant, his eyes are gurgling.

Seeing such a child, Liu Yifei suddenly became a mother, and handed over a box of stinky tofu in his hand.

Faced with the sudden gift, the chubby boy was stunned for a moment, and then took it with a smile.

Obviously, this little fat man with a red scarf around his neck is also a master of meat and vegetables. I don't care about the smell of stinky tofu at all.

"Thank you, sister!"

The little fat man is very polite.

"Oops..., call Auntie."

is in her early 20s, and Liu Yifei cares about her seniority.

"Well, thank you, Auntie!"

With food, the little fat man can naturally agree to any request.

"Well, thank you."

The intellectual mother also turned her head to express her gratitude to Liu Yifei at this time.

"Hehe, it's okay, just a little snack." With that, Liu Yifei quickly put on her mask.

It's not that Liu Yifei cares about her star status, but she has just eaten stinky tofu and has a taste when talking to others.

And at this moment, Liu Yifei's target appeared.

Black leather shoes, gray trousers, and a white shirt make the whole person look very refreshing.

He came out of the noodle shop with a large iron chain, locked one end of the chain on the doorknob, then picked up the other end of the chain, and prepared to lock it on his ankle...

"Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang, don't you lock your feet up?"

The voice was abrupt, causing the young man to stop what he was doing.

"It's a little painful.

But some people say that I am seriously ill and have some mental problems, and I am afraid that I will hurt you when I am sick, so I have to fix myself first. Under the dim street lamp, the young man smiled and smiled.

"How could it be that you are seriously ill...?

Uncle Yang, you are at the gate of the Beiying Community tonight, but someone lifted me up. ”

"Well, Xiao Zhouqi, what do you say?

It's my illness, it seems to be intermittent, it's the same as you when it's normal, it's time to eat, it's time to work, but when it's not normal..."

The young man's words had just come to this, and suddenly, his appearance changed.

The face that was still full of youthful smiles just now became serious, first threw the iron chain in his hand on the ground, and then got up and looked around.

When the onlookers saw this, they were all shocked, and their bodies retreated.

"Lao Yang, Lao Yang, Yang Hao's shackles were not locked just now."

"I know it's not locked, but I can't help it, it's you guys out there who are delaying time. It's already eight o'clock, and you're still there..."At this time, Yang Chun hid in the noodle restaurant, crying.

"The surname is Yang, we have all paid money, what if your Yang Hao hurts us?"

"Otherwise, you guys run first, and when he recovers, I'll return the money to you." Yang Chun, who has always been a fan of money, tiptoed to close the door of the noodle restaurant from the inside after saying this solution.

"..., Yang Chun, this old boy hid quite quickly, and he didn't even care about his own son."

"Why don't we hide too?"

"What are you hiding?

What about our four or five hundred people? Even if Yang Hao is really possessed by Baiqi, I believe that with the concerted efforts of our people, we can hold him down. ”

"Yes, yes, isn't it just 15 minutes, I want to see what Bai Qi plans to do today."

Seeing this situation, Liu Yifei, who wanted to escape from the scene under Yao Beina's drag, also stopped at this time.

Chinese people?

To see the excitement, you must have the spirit of watching the excitement, and you are not afraid of life and death!

However, what puzzled everyone was that Yang Hao at this time suddenly blurted out a sentence in English.

"This is ancient China, right?

I've always wanted to perform here, but I didn't expect it to happen now? ”

..., what's going on?

Could it be that the god of war can speak English in vain?

If the god of war Bai Qi can speak English, then it must be that he heard the shouts of countless netizens, Alexander the Great is a fart, and he is still crusading?

If we run into our god of war, Bai Qi, if we don't beat you out of the urine and bury you alive, we will lose!

And just when everyone was stunned, Yang Hao, who was standing at the door of Yangchun Noodle Restaurant, had a new move.

He patted the dust off his hands, and then walked over to a little fat man with stinky tofu in his hand.

"Hey, little ghost, can you lend me the red scarf around your neck?"

The little fat man Zhou Qi looked at Yang Hao in front of him blankly as if he was scared silly.

However, the intellectual woman was calm, and she took off the red scarf from her son's neck and handed it to Yang Hao.

"I've got you!"

She also speaks English.

"Thank you, you're beautiful, ma'am."

After saying thank you, Yang Hao took the red scarf and tied it around his neck.

"Huh..., what is he doing?"

"I don't know, maybe it's not the god of war who is white today, right?"

"It's very likely, you must know that there was a little Dezhang the night before yesterday."

"Damn..., that's a bad thing."

"What's wrong?"

"Have you forgotten? Lao Yang said yesterday that his son went to Yanjiao Town to find a master, saying that he could cure his disease.

But now you see, it's okay if it's not cured, as soon as it is cured, Yang Hao will have a foreigner on his body? ”

"Damn, that's true!"

And when everyone was talking, they heard a bang, and the white shirt on Yang Hao's body was suddenly torn by himself, and then he unbuttoned his belt and took off his pants at a lightning speed, revealing a white shorts.

"Ah, I don't dare to look, I dare not look!"

Suddenly, several young girls in the crowd screamed.

Looking at them, Liu Yifei was also speechless.

Since you don't dare to look at it, you just run, the farther you run, the better, why do you keep moving forward?

But just when Liu Yifei was frantically complaining about her young students, Yang Hao in the crowd refreshed her cognition again, wearing a red scarf around his neck and only wearing a white shorts, he was barefoot in the center of the venue "coquettishly" writhing, and while twisting, he also sang:

“Buddy you are a boy make a big noise

Playin' in the street gonna be a big man someday

You got mud on yo'face

……”