Inside a restaurant in Jordan.

There are four people standing at the door of a private room like a door god, two on the left and two on the right.

These four "door gods" are Zheng Jirong and Ah Le's bodyguards.

The atmosphere in the room was much more harmonious, Zheng Jirong and Ah Le were talking and laughing with wine glasses, as if they had known each other for many years.

After talking about the Zhongqing Society in the teahouse and sending off a few uncles, Ah Le had to pull Zheng Jirong to drink a few cups and fulfill the friendship of the landlord.

"Brother Le really has you, Deng Bo is such a stubborn person who has been moved by you," Zheng Jirong gave a thumbs up.

Ah Le smiled and said: "I also took advantage of the trend, after all, the Loyal Youth Society will not be removed, and the two of us will lose the most." ”

Zheng Jirong smiled and did not speak, no matter how powerful the Zhongqing Society is, it is pure fantasy to want to enter him in Mong Kok.

However, he did see that the brothers of the Ding family were unhappy, and dared to send gunmen to assassinate him, and the brothers of the Ding family had a way to die!

Zheng Jirong put the mouth of the wine bottle on top of Ah Le's glass, and the latter was busy protecting the mouth of the glass with his hand. I only heard Zheng Jirong say: "Although the Zhongqing Club is not as powerful as us and Liansheng, there are still more than 1,000 people under Ding Xiaoxie, how to fight, Brother Le, do you have any ideas?" ”

"Although Jordan is not as good as you in Mong Kok, but since this time I am doing things for the community, no matter what, I can still take out five or six hundred people."

Seeing Ah Le's solemn look, Zheng Jirong laughed in his heart, this old boy opened and closed his mouth for the club, no wonder a bunch of old guys trusted him so much.

"Okay, when the time comes, I'll let Ah Yi and the left hand bring five hundred people each."

Ah Le nodded, he had heard the names of these two people in Jordan, and they were not unknown.

"Ah Rong, Deng Bo said that you don't have enough evidence to prove that it was Ding Xiaoxi who assassinated you, let you find another reason to start fighting, do you have any ideas?"

Zheng Jirong shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "I don't know what Deng Bo thinks, hey, social revenge still needs evidence?" Besides, Ding Xiaocrab has planted the flag in your Jordan several times, isn't that enough reason to fight? ”

"Dumb, they value tradition."

"Forget it, I'll think about it for the past two days, and ......" Zheng Jirong put his arm around Ah Le's shoulders and said categorically: "No matter if there is any reason for war in three days, after twelve o'clock, we will start fighting directly!" ”

He looked at Ah Le and said, "Defeat the Zhongqing Society, and we will divide his territory fifty-fifty." ”

Ah Le was surprised, he thought that Zheng Jirong was going to take the big head, after all, he was only more than half of him.

"Ah Rong, are you sure that you have five or five points?"

Zheng Jirong put his arm around Ah Le and swore solemnly: "Of course, everyone knows that my brother in Guanxi does not love gold."

Without Brother Le, you will not be able to agree to a few uncles, right? ”

"Good brother, come, your first time in Jordan, you must not be drunk today."

“……”

The atmosphere in the private room became more and more scorching.

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The next afternoon.

After learning that Sister Huiling and Fang Fang needed to work overtime this month, Fang Ting and Fang Min had dinner at Amei's house every day.

In order for his plan to go smoothly, Zheng Jirong immediately decided to take Amei away.

Under Amei's objection to invalidity, Zheng Jirong funded Amiao to take Amei and her grandmother to the hospital for a physical examination, grandma is so old, Amei, you are not in good health, you have to go to the hospital for examination and examination regularly?

As for where Fang Ting and Fang Min are going to eat today, Zheng Jirong already has a certain number in his heart.

Parking the car outside the school gate, Zheng Jirong saw an acquaintance as soon as he got out of the car.

"Mr. Zheng, what a coincidence."

"Yes, Teacher Wen, I'm here to pick up Fang Ting and Fang Min."

I was very happy to see Mr. Zheng Jirong, since the last time he helped him, no club dared to come to the school to do anything wrong, and he has always been very grateful to Zheng Jirong. Immediately invited him to the office for a few cups of tea.

At this time, it was still early for the school to end, and Zheng Jirong did not refuse, and followed him into the school.

"Tingting, they should be in the gymnasium for physical education class, if Mr. Zheng is in a hurry, you can go and see them first."

"Okay."

Inside the gymnasium.

Fang Tingzheng and Zhu Wanfang were talking and laughing and playing badminton.

At this time, Zhu Wanfang's face no longer had the bitterness and sorrow when she was harassed by Hi society, and her face was full of youthful smiles, like Fang Ting, who was also young and beautiful, these two people attracted the attention of many boys in the museum.

But since Zheng Jirong beat away the dashing group at the school gate last time, the boys in the school thought that Fang Ting had an older brother who was the boss of the club, so none of them dared to come up and talk.

"Tingting, last time you introduced me to Brother Zheng, it's been a few days, and I don't have any letter at all."

Fang Ting waved her racket and said: "I rarely see Brother Rong myself, I heard Sister Amei say that Brother Rong is very busy, and it seems that he has recently opened a logistics company." ”

"Start a company...... Brother Zheng is so powerful. ”

"Then again, Wanfang, do you like Brother Rong?" Fang Ting pointed out.

"Where...... Why, I just want to thank him in person, and ......"

Fang Ting saw that Zhu Wanfang suddenly stared at the door without speaking, and turned her head curiously.

"Isn't that Brother Rong?"

Zheng Jirong also saw the two who were playing, both girls were wearing white sports skirts, revealing their fair and slender legs, which were particularly pure and cute.

"Brother Zheng... Oops"

Zhu Wanfang suddenly sat on the ground and covered her ankles, just looking at Zheng Jirong just now, she didn't pay attention to her feet, and suddenly sprained her feet.

Seeing Zhu Wanfang's painful face, Zheng Jirong and Teacher Wen hurriedly walked over.

"It should be a sprained foot, come two people and help Zhu Wanfang to the infirmary." Teacher Wen said.

Tingting was about to help Zhu Wanfang up, but was pulled by Zheng Jirong.

He then said with a gentle face: "Classmate Zhu Wanfang, do you believe me?" Your injuries will only worsen when you go to the infirmary in this situation, I have been doing some massage techniques for bruises since I was a child, do you want me to help you take a look? ”

Zhu Wanfang quickly looked up at Zheng Jirong, and then nodded shyly.

Seeing this, Zheng Jirong didn't ink, raised Zhu Wanfang's right foot with one hand, and gently took off his shoes and socks, revealing the petite and delicate jade foot.

Her feet are long, slender and slightly small, snow-white, her skin is delicate and smooth, her lines are smooth, and her toes are full and elastic, like a bunch of crystal clear grapes, which makes people want to ......

"Brother Rong......"

Fang Ting's words interrupted the distracted Zheng Jirong, and he glanced up at Zhu Wanfang's face, which was already red.

Teacher Wen was also looking at him strangely, didn't he say that he was massaging Zhu Wanfang, why did he stare at his feet.

"Ahem...... Sorry for the sudden thought of something. Zheng Jirong explained casually.

Then he covered Zhu Wanfang's ankles with both hands, and his true qi ran slowly.

Zhu Wanfang suddenly felt a hot current rush into her sprained place, and she unconsciously moaned out a comfortable voice.

"Ahh It's so hot"

After a few breaths, Zheng Jirong withdrew his hand, and Zhu Wanfang moved her ankle in surprise at this time, "It doesn't hurt, Brother Zheng, you are so amazing." ”

The students around him were also curious, so just touch them twice?

Fang Ting saw Zhu Wanfang blushing and thanking Zheng Jirong, she was secretly a little envious in her heart, and then she had an idea.

"Ah...... Brother Rong, my foot seems to be sprained too. ”