In the deserted alley, Zhang Song was sweating profusely. was smiling awkwardly, looking at Zheng Hao with a gloomy face in front of him.

"Little brother, misunderstanding, misunderstanding......" Zhang Song tried to explain, while raising his hands and putting on an innocent look.

It's not that he doesn't want to rebel. But as a parasite in the ghost abyss, in that * "well-off life". Zhang Song has long been abandoned, and his own crappy three-legged cat kung fu.

Moreover, the one sent before, the experienced "thug", was planted in Zheng Hao's hands. This made Zhang Song realize more clearly. At this moment. It's definitely a "younger brother time" to beg for mercy and confession.

Looking at Zhang Song's harmless turtle grandson, Zheng Hao didn't bother to talk nonsense. Directly raised his fist, and together with Yu Wenxian, there was a lively men's doubles.

Zhang Song, who raised his hands high, didn't expect the other party to do what he said, without the slightest foreplay.

After being beaten beyond recognition by several sets of combination punches, he suddenly woke up. Hands are firmly covering the head, face down, and the ass is pouting. A defensive posture of a turtle.

"It hurts, big brother, it hurts, please stop fighting. Zhang Song screamed.

What he didn't expect was that after listening to his plea for mercy, Zheng Hao really stopped his constant punches. However, Zhang Song didn't have time to be happy for too long. Suddenly, his face jumped wildly.

He kept rubbing his "daisy" with both hands, which was still immature. Between the closed lips, there was a "whining" sound. In addition to the real display of the inhuman pain, there seems to be a trace of strange emotion hidden on the pale face.

Zheng Hao looked at Zhang Song, who was jumping straight in front of him, and proudly put away his long-famous thousand-year-old killing. But Yu Wenxian on the other side frowned and kept wiping his left hand.

"You don't have to pretend, since I can stand here alive, you must already know what happened. ”

Zheng Hao grabbed Zhang Song, who was about to sneak away, and continued: "Let's talk less nonsense, take me to meet the guy who let you cheat the antidote." ”

Zhang Song covered his buttocks, and kept scolding angrily in his heart, the uncompetitive subordinate. Even if he failed, he even told the other party about these confidential things.

"My good big brother, it's really not that I don't want to take you to see that big guy. It's because he always came to me. The little one really doesn't know where he is. Zhang Song replied embarrassedly.

Zheng Hao nodded in understanding. He continued to ask, "Then how much stock do you have now?"

"This ...... The harvest has been really bad recently...... Big brother, don't believe it...... Aren't you yellow? Seeing Zheng Hao roll up his sleeves again, Zhang Song had to grit his teeth and explain.

Zheng Hao sighed, looked at the hateful person in front of him, and couldn't help but think of those old scalpers who ran around major concerts every day, and asked "Wow, Wow" when he saw people. I can't help but ...... The anger is rising.

"Tell you to sell fake tickets, and ask you to sell me tickets for the * concert five times higher...... I'm so angry. As he spoke, Zheng Hao faced Zhang Song, and two powerful right hooks.

Zhang Song was caught off guard and received two old punches solidly. On the face that had already opened the paint shop, there was an instant new touch of color.

"Big brother, don't fight, I'm ...... I don't sell tickets. Zhang Song looked at Zheng Hao and seemed to be still angry, and anxiously defended.

"Oh, I know. I just remembered that you do a lot of work. Zheng Hao smiled kindly and put away his "iron fist of shame".

Hearing Zheng Hao's explanation, Zhang Song scolded his mother in his heart. He touched his somewhat loose front teeth, and pleaded aggrievedly: "Big brother, little brother, I'm just an errand runner." You beat and scolded, or let me go. But don't worry, as soon as there is the above news, I will immediately inform the eldest brother, do you think it? ”

After listening to Zhang Song's sincere words, Zheng Hao raised his head and thought for a while. Then, he smiled, patted Zhang Song's shoulder, and said encouragingly: "Brother, with your words, I am relieved." Go, go. I'm going to the empty building to hand in the mission. ”

Zhang Songru was amnesty, absentmindedly said a few more polite words, and then disappeared into the dust.

After getting rid of Zheng Hao's clutches, Zhang Song pulled a piece of cloth off his clothes, and wrapped his fat face with blue and purple tightly.

He looked back at the alley where he had been alone with Zheng Hao before, and his eyes were full of resentment. He gritted his teeth and whispered to himself: "Hmph, let that big guy know that you want to ruin his business, Lao Tzu see if you can still be arrogant." ”

kicked a small pebble on the ground and hurried away......

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"My lord, my lord, it's not good, there's a new melon baby who wants to spoil your good deeds. Zhang Song fell to the ground and said to the middle-aged man in front of him, enjoying fresh fruit, with tears in his eyes.

"Oh, and this is the case?" the middle-aged man threw the kernel from his mouth and sat up.

Zhang Song snorted and cried, and told his experience. During the narration, he choked up several times, and his grievances were overflowing.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and ripped off the rotten cloth on Zhang Song's face, revealing the miserable fat pig face.

"You, you, I've told you, if there's anything, just do it yourself outside. But, how do you bring trouble here today? As he spoke, the middle-aged man stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly at Zhang Song's front teeth.

I only heard a scream that was several times more tragic than before, resounding in the sky. And Zhang Song covered his mouth and rolled on the ground.

The middle-aged man didn't care about Zhang Song, who almost fainted in pain at his feet. He slowly stood up. Squinting his eyes, he looked at a figure walking slowly not far away.

Zheng Hao played with the small pebbles that kept flying up and down in his hand, and stopped two meters away from the middle-aged man.

Seeing that the other party didn't mean to open his mouth at all, the middle-aged man pursed his lips and spoke first: "You are the troublemaker in this guy's mouth, right?"

"Trouble? I'm here for business. Zheng Hao didn't continue to reach out to pick up the stone that fell from the sky and let it fall to the ground.

The middle-aged man glanced at Zheng Hao with interest, and continued: "Talking about business? In addition, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, how to calculate this account. With that, he pointed to Zhang Song, who was still rolling on the ground.

"This guy wants to kill me. It's good enough to spare him a dog's life. Zheng Hao said nonchalantly.

"His dog's life is worthless, but I want him to do things for me. So, today I really have to stand up for him and do it for you. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man's momentum increased sharply. Zheng Hao pursed his lips and smiled awkwardly. He said weakly: "Here, can't you kill people?"

"It's not okay to kill someone, but I can cripple you and make your life impossible to take care of. Wouldn't starving to death count on my head......"

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