Hong Fu stared at Qi Xiuying's flustered pace with a wicked smile, and slowly walked by himself, Ling Zixuan greeted his classmates, so Hong Fu was thinking about whether to go or not, and he was sure that it was not his own plan to go.

Twenty-seven or eighteen old girl, virgin, how feudal and closed this is, so the meal has to be eaten step by step, strolling around the campus, Hong Fu walked unconsciously.

Suddenly, I felt that someone was blocking my way.

"Dude, borrow a fire. A student with short hair blocked Hong Fudao.

"Fire?" Hong Fu looked at the unlit cigarette in the other party's mouth, his heart moved, and he shook his head.

Bypassing each other, I saw some students smoking here from time to time, after all, this grove is also hidden, and it is also a favorite place for some students to come during recess, such as smoking and playing cards.

Someone borrowed the fire just now, and Hong Fu's heart was alive, who is he, the world's largest underworld leader, although everyone admits it, cough cough, but it is not denied that the hand of God once rose in the gang.

So what kind of good baby should you be, smoking and drinking, picking up girls and fighting, it's okay, Hong Fu rubbed his chin and said.

That's it, Hong Fu made up his mind, and then ordered to go down, his hair was just right, looking at his short red hair, flowing appearance, and nodded with satisfaction.

Then it's the little brother, well, with Wang Shuai, it's a little less, a little more, get some from the school, and it's good to hug the front and back.

Then the next step is cigarettes, what is the Furong King of China, nonsense, Hong Fu asked his subordinates to make a high-end atmosphere and high-grade for themselves, as well as tobacco with aura. Well, then that's pretty good.

Slowly walking along the fence planning her student career, while Qi Xiuying looked at the table in the office, angry, just now she waited left and right, Hong Fu didn't come, and she didn't see it when she went to the class, and she asked Ling Zixuan The other party didn't know, and she was suddenly angry.

"This little bastard must have run away. Qi Xiuying said in a broken voice: "Don't let me catch you." ”

"Forget it, I'll see what's wrong with this Chen Li. Qi Xiuying shook her head, put this matter down, and then took out her mobile phone to dial, this classmate didn't come since school started, and I don't know what's wrong.

Well, first of all, being a bad student should be skipping class, fighting, smoking, drinking, and picking up girls. Hong Fu walked slowly, looked up and saw the wall around him, and his eyes lit up.

Looking at the clothes on his body, he shook his head, a bounce, fluttering on the wall, looking at the outside world and the world of the campus, and smiled slightly.

"That's a bad student. Hong Fu jumped off the wall, looked at the tobacco and alcohol department store on the other side, and walked over slowly.

"The owner came to pack cigarettes. "Entered the store, Hong Fu Road.

"What smoke. A middle-aged woman asked.

Hong Fu paused for a moment and waved his hand, "What kind of smoke is better." ”

"There are China, Furong King, Yuxi. ”

"Come to the most expensive. ”

"That's China. Hong Fu looked at the China in the counter, there was still a price on it, wiped more than seventy, and took out a red ticket without care.

took the other party's cigarette, "Don't look for it." Uh, yes, that lighter. ”

"Good. The middle-aged woman glanced at Hong Fu strangely, thinking that she was buying cigarettes for others, but she didn't expect that it was very pleasing to the eye, and he didn't learn to smoke well. But looking at this red hair doesn't look like a good student.

Hong Fu didn't know what the other party was thinking, Shi Shiran walked out of the door of the grocery store, opened the cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and then took out the lighter.

It was the first time in his life that he smoked, and after playing a few times, he finally lit a cigarette, took a puff, felt bitter in his mouth, and suddenly spit it out, and snorted twice.

"This Nima is smoke?" Hong Fu said as he looked at the curling Chinese cigarettes.

I don't feel how wonderful, this is bitter, Hong Fu thinks about how those people smoke so intoxicated, don't feel bitter.

I tried it again, made up my mind and took another sip, but it was still the same smell, and I spit it out directly.

At this time, Hong Fu stood there and stared stupidly at the burning of this cigarette, and a young man squatting on the side had already seen this strange student, this person was dyed with yellow hair, looked young, and smoked a cigarette.

"Grandma, yes, it's not a fledgling, she can't even smoke. No, I'll have to check it out. As he spoke, he stood up and walked slowly towards Hongfu.

"Boy, that's not how you smoke. ”

Hearing a sound, Hong Fu slowly turned his head and saw a yellow hair wearing a vest standing aside.

"How do you smoke?" Hong Fu asked, pitifully knowing astronomy and geography, and the god master of the hand of the gods couldn't even smoke cigarettes.

And Hongfu's women all laughed at this time, and their stomachs hurt, and they watched Hongfu sell cuteness there one by one, doing their own things, and paying attention to their men, so that they would not worry that their men would be spoiled by the gangsters.

"Look. Huang Mao took his cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it.

"So you take the lungs and suck them up, and then you go around them and you spit them out. ”

Looking at the other party's movements, Hong Fu frowned, although he didn't know how to smoke, but he also knew that there was nicotine in it, some carcinogenic substances, and some things that were harmful to the human body, how did he feel so disgusting, he actually had to go to the lungs to go around, how did those ordinary people live?

"Really?" asked Hongfu.

"Not really. Huang Mao nodded, staring at Hongfu's China with hot eyes, this is China, not his five-yuan white sand. I haven't smoked it a few times in so long.

"Okay. Hong Fu nodded, then looked at Huang Mao and patted the other party's shoulder, "If you lie to me." Hum. ”

Hong Fu said word by word, and kept patting his shoulder, Huang Mao felt that a mountain was pressing on his shoulder, Han, who was not tall, was about to kneel down at this time, staring at Hong Fu in horror, and nodded again and again.

I have long been bitter in my heart, and I say that today's students are not simple, one by one they are like a martial arts master, and such a casual kid is such a pervert as Nima.

Hong Fu looked at the other party, nodded with satisfaction, saw that his cigarette was gone, lit one again, looked at the yellow hair in his eyes, and threw one to the other party.

Although it has now entered the era of great martial arts and great evolution, this kind of gangsters at the bottom has not disappeared, but life is becoming more and more difficult.

Huang Mao hurriedly took it, lit it beautifully, and sucked it, Hong Fu shook his head, and then looked at his cigarette and tried to take a puff.

Bitter, spicy, a slightly uncomfortable feeling in the chest, but then it disappeared, what kind of system is Hong Funa, the toxins of tobacco are automatically eliminated when they enter the body, and they are turned into energy. (To be continued.) )