Lu Xiao ran all the way with flowers, she didn't like chrysanthemums, but I heard that it was best for the dead to use chrysanthemums.

Her mobile phone has long been lost, so that no one can find her, as long as she finds a random high-rise building and a well, she can be a hundred and end her life forever.

However, in front of the bridge, there are flowers to accompany you, and you are not lonely.

Boom.

Lu Xiao's body sturdily bumped into a person, and she raised her head with a blank expression.

"Playing with Overlord Flowers, right?" Ling Bai asked with a smile as he dusted off his monk's robe.

"You...... How could it be in front of me?" Lu Xiao looked behind her with a frightened expression, she had obviously run a few hundred meters away, and it was safe to say that she did not see the flower shop owner overtake her.

"Give money. Ling Bai didn't bother to talk nonsense with her, and raised his hand impatiently.

"I ..... I don't have any money. ”

"Oh. Ling Bai reached out and knocked on her head, grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up in the air.

"I'm really... No money .... I'm sorry......." Lu Xiao struggled twice in mid-air, and saw that he couldn't break free at all, so he had to give up resistance and replied with a sincere face.

"No money for the New Year?

Ling Bai glanced at the woman in front of him, who was around twenty-one or twelve years old, and should still be a college student. But even if you are a student, you are now so poor, and the New Year's harvest will be at least a few thousand.

Now it's not as good as in the 90s, when the New Year's money is 10 yuan or 20 yuan, and there is no one or two hundred in a red envelope that can be taken?

mixed up like this, it must have been a relative who didn't leave.

Because even if your relatives don't like you anymore, no matter how bad your popularity is, your relatives will also mean it when they look at the thin noodles of the New Year, this is the favor, the favor made by the parents, in disguise, the New Year's money is also given by the parents.

"Not really, I'll give you back the flowers, I'm sorry. Lu Xiao was teary-eyed, terrified, although she was bent on death, she couldn't help but feel scared when she saw such a fierce man.

"Then the flesh will pay. ”

Of course, this was just a sentence that Boss Ling said to vent his resentment in his heart.

The flowers can be retrieved, but they are a waste of time.

It's the kind of person who was tricked, and in the end you found that you couldn't help the other party's breath.

"Okay, the flowers are for you, if you grab something next time, don't be picked up by me, or I'll be the first to break your dog's leg." Ling Bai put Lu Xiao down, his face calm. In the final analysis, he really wouldn't beat a woman on the street for a bouquet of flowers, especially on the premise of having a huge amount of money.

If you have money, why bother?

Looking at your poor appearance, I feel a little satisfied inexplicably.

"The most intractable disease in the world is indeed the disease of poverty. Ling Bai sighed, quite a bit of the rich second-generation Haitian feast spent a lot of money just for the supermodel to take off the strip of the fabric. Benevolence is a qualified young entrepreneur in Phoenix.

"Thank you. ”

Lu Xiao shrank into his coat, and the gloom in his eyes became even more intense.

There is true love and warmth in the world, but she can't live anymore...........

"Yo, I finally found it after a few days of blocking. Behind him, a playful chuckle sounded.

Lu Xiao's body trembled, and her shoulders shook uncontrollably, this voice was like a nightmare, her most primitive nightmare.

Snap,

A rough palm rested on her shoulder.

Lu Xiao screamed sadly.

Ling Bai, who was walking in front and smoking a cigarette, paused and looked back suspiciously.

"So I'm not the first person to be robbed, tsk. ”

He looked at the scolding middle-aged people behind Lu Xiao, and couldn't help sighing, "A beautiful woman, why is she a thief."

"Come back with me. The middle-aged man who put his arm on Lu Xiao's shoulder was wearing a black coat, his face was solemn, and he said coldly.

"I'm not going...... I'm not going back...."

"I can't help you, it's natural to pay back the debt. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man couldn't help but say something, and dragged Lu Xiao to a van on the street.

"Les Miserables. Ling Bai smoked a cigarette and quietly watched the scene in front of him.

There are so many unfortunate things that happen every day in the world, and this is just a microcosm of them. Besides, this woman's character doesn't seem to be good, and there is no need to go up to the rescue with righteous indignation.

"I won't go to the clubhouse, I'll pay you back. Lu Xiao shouted loudly.

"Let's pay for it. The middle-aged man looked indifferent, lifted Lu Xiao with one hand, let him struggle, and strode towards the van.

hiss

This sentence is inexplicably familiar, how did the other party say what was in his heart.

And

A glint flashed in Ling Bai's eyes, the strength in the hands of the middle-aged man in a black coat was not light, it was not just as simple as a practitioner.

The middle-aged man threw Lu Xiao into the car, and several other people got into the car one after another, he opened the co-pilot's door and was about to get into the car, but one hand pressed on his palm.

"Brother, is there something?" He squinted slightly, turned his head to look at Ling Bai in front of him, was slightly stunned, and then said again: "Little master, you have to come back another day." ”

Ling Bai pressed his hand and said with a slight smile: "The poor monk wants today." ”

The anger in the middle-aged man's eyes flashed, he knocked on the car window, and when the car window fell, he said to the people inside: "Whoever has cash on him, take out a hundred." ”

A moment later, a red-skinned snake was handed over.

He took the money and handed it to Ling Bai impatiently, but when he was close, he suddenly stopped, and with a drop of his hand, the banknote fell lightly to the ground.

"Take it. ”

"Can I chat with the female benefactor in your car for a hundred yuan?" Ling Bai asked with a smile as he squinted at the banknotes on the ground.

"It turned out to be a flower monk,"

The middle-aged man observed for a moment and found that Ling Bai did not have the breath of a martial artist, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and replied with a smile: "Little master, it's not convenient here, if you need to, come to the Big Waves Sweeping Sand Club at night." ”

"I love being here. ”

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, no longer patient, and raised his hand to shake Ling Bai's hand away, but the palm of his hand pressed him like a boulder, making him unable to move at all.

"Is it a prostitute?"

"Is it hot or not?"

Ling Bai asked two questions in a row.

The former middle-aged man can't answer, and the latter seems to be more in line with the way of chatting in daily life.

"It's not hot. ”

"Let's get warmer. ”

hiss

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he snorted, Ling Bai had already withdrawn his hand, and on his palm, there was already a blur of flesh and blood, and the faint smell of barbecued meat was wafting out.

"Are you ........."

"I am the president of the Women's Association. You know what I mean, right?" Ling Bai took out a cigarette and lit it, raised his hand and knocked on the car door, and said lightly: "Release the members of our association." ”

"......." middle-aged man.

Is the president of the women's association a monk?

If it's true, I hope it's fake.

If it's fake, I hope it's true.

In this way, isn't the women's association equivalent to the monk's back garden?