Siheyuan: I, He Yuzhu, an outlaw lunatic

now.

Yan Bugui and the third mother were so angry that their nose was not their nose, their face was not their face, and their expressions were comparable to those of those who had suffered a stroke.

because.

Take a closer look.

They see clearly.

The car that was targeted by the stick was exactly their family's car.

once Upon a time.

The old couple were still worried and misunderstood whether their children had stolen the car.

results.

What they didn't expect was that the person who made the idea of ​​their bicycle was not their own family members, but Jia's family members.

For an instant.

The volcano on the chest of the old couple exploded.

As the most calculating person in this compound.

Even his own children are guarded and calculated.

therefore.

For the old couple Yan Bugui, an outsider like Bang Geng is still a unit!

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

At this moment, the air was suffocating.

He didn't notice this point at all, and devoted himself to his work. For the important task of the theft business, he dedicated himself wholeheartedly.

"Bang, what are you doing?"

at last.

The third mother, who could no longer suppress the anger in her heart, spoke first, and her voice was so loud that it was comparable to the roar of the Hedong lion.

Stick stems are attentive, but it doesn't mean they don't have ears and are deaf.

Put down the work at hand for a while.

Glanced back.

When Bang Gon noticed the third master and the third mother, he said flatly: "Third master, third mother, don't worry about it, it's none of your business."

After leaving these words.

The stick is at work again.

Yan Bugui: "..."

The three mothers: "........."

This old couple can be regarded as having read countless people and experienced a lot, after all, age and Taoism are there.

The so-called I have seen horizontal, I have seen arrogant, but I have never seen such arrogant.

"Old man, are you alright?"

Yan Bu was so extravagant that he almost couldn't stand up, and he was about to faint while holding his head.

The three mothers rushed to help.

"kill him!"

Yan Bugui didn't care about his own physical condition, pointed at the stick, and dropped such a harsh word.

When the old couple heard what He Yuzhu said, they seemed to have seen their car.

The two came here patronizing.

defenseless.

Therefore, I didn't have a guy in my hand either.

but.

This did not bother the three mothers.

The soles are ready-made.

This is not.

The three mothers who took off their shoes greeted the stick.

Arguably.

The stick is also a bit skillful.

It doesn't mean how good your skills are and how many you can hit.

But young and flexible.

After all, stealing is also a craft.

as a craftsman.

How can one be called capable without a bit of flexibility.

The key is.

Stick is too focused.

One was off guard.

He was hit on the back of the head by the sole of a shoe from the third mother, and he was hit right on the head.

This time.

Stick stem is anxious and angry.

Teng suddenly stood up.

Cover your head.

Stick said angrily: "What are you doing? Why are you beating someone?"

Here.

The stick is called Qu Lianlian.

but.

If these words fell into the ears of Yan Bugui and the third mother, it would be a challenge to them.

As one of the uncles in this courtyard.

Although the job is gone now, the position of the third master Yan Bugui is still reserved.

Even that dirty Xu Damao dared not be tough with Yan Bugui.

The result is good now.

A child actually underestimated him.

"Hit someone?"

"I hit you little bastard."

Now, the third master also joined in the struggle of chasing sticks.

The masthead is running around again and again, knowing that he is not an opponent.

after all.

Now he is alone, and he has to face the third master and the third mother at the same time.

Head-to-head is easy to suffer.

But fleeing and fleeing doesn't mean that the stick has given up.

Still feeling aggrieved, the stick, after distanced himself from Yan Bugui and the old couple, said angrily: "You two old men, if you mess around again, don't blame me for fighting back!"

The effort to say this.

Stick stem also glanced around.

A brick was spotted by the stick.

This is not.

One flew over.

The stick immediately held the brick in his hand, and just held it like this, facing the third mother and the third master at a distance.

Maybe.

It's really the weapon in the stick's hand, which has a powerful effect.

a time.

Yan Bugui and the third mom didn't dare to go forward.

Although the old couple blushed with anger, but they knew that if the brick was greeted on their bodies, it would not be a joke.

Just the noise they made.

If it is said that the group of beasts in the courtyard who like to watch the excitement have not been discovered yet; then each of them really has a pair of ears for nothing.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

Many people have already ran out of the house.

At the beginning.

There are still people who don't know where the noise is, but they can't hold back the words that the eyes of the masses are sharp.

The residents of this yard are all masters who like to study.

soon.

One by one, they found the scene where the incident happened.

And this time.

The third uncle and his wife held the heels of their shoes and held the sticks of the bricks, facing each other, which was a clear distinction.

"Third Master, what are you doing?"

A seemingly well-intentioned resident asked.

In fact, I just want to get the answer to satisfy the gossip in my heart.

Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu have also come here.

When you see that this side is a stick.

Jia Zhang slapped his hips: "Oh, what did this do to my grandson?"

The word old-eyed and dim-sighted is not appropriate at all to be used on Jia Zhang.

Although they have old eyes, Jia Zhang's eyes are poisonous.

Obviously, there is nothing wrong with the stick, it's just that there is an extra shoe print on the face, Jia Zhang noticed all of this, and even exaggerated such a sentence.

"My good grandson, are you okay!"

Jia Zhang, who stepped forward at the first time, just squatted down, looking up and down at the stick, and then pointed the finger at the third master and the third mother.

"Third Master, Third Mother, Bang Ji is still a child."

"It is said that children are not wrong."

"Don't say, he didn't do anything, even if he did something, you old couple are so big, you can't beat a child like this!"

"Oh, look, our children are scared. Our children are timid, honest, and obedient. These pants are all wet."

Jia Zhang, who discovered another major event, said so.

have to say.

Although in terms of academic qualifications, Jia Zhang's is not as expensive as Yan Bu, who is still a teacher; but Jia Zhang's speaking skills are definitely top-notch.

As far as her long speech is concerned, the problem is directly deterministic.

Thousands of mistakes.

There is nothing wrong with stick stems.

The ones who were wrong were Yan Bugui and his wife.

Qualitative and deterministic, Jia Zhang did not forget to fan the flames: "Neighbors, take a look, look at my child's body, the scars on his face. Isn't this bullying!"

Jia Zhang, who directly played himself as the disadvantaged party and showed the side of the so-called disadvantaged group to the fullest, really vividly performed the four words of shamelessness.