The strongest funny system

"How many inches is that?" Ouhe was still comforting him, just patted his hand... After going down, he squeezed it tightly, with a very unhappy expression on his face.

"60, 60 inches is definitely there—" Liang Kuan was afraid.

Before he finished speaking, Ou He laughed loudly: "Haha, okay, then thank Brother Liang Kuan first."

"I'm leaving, have fun."

Ou He left the scene and went to urge (blackmail) the other hooligans who were rebuilding their homes again.

"..."

Watching Ouhe's leaving back, Ah Sang gritted his teeth.

But is there any way?He doesn't want to be hospitalized.

Ouhe recently took some kind of elixir, he became very good at fighting, he was afraid.

"Brother Sang, let the brothers hurry up and try to tidy up before my sister gets up." Ouhe's voice came from a distance.

Ah Sang gritted his teeth and replied, "Okay, Brother He, don't worry."

"Come here, come here. There is still 2000 yuan left. I will create a group, and you will send me red envelopes, as many as you can. Finish this batch of goods as soon as possible, and restore the house..."

what……

what……

Asan wanted to cry.

Time passed, and it was finally dawn.

When Wu Shuang came from the old house, he couldn't believe what he saw.

Not only are the products in the commissary restored, but there are also two more major appliances!

There is a four-door refrigerator and a 60-inch LCD TV!
She couldn't believe her eyes.

What surprised her even more was that although the water and electricity had been shut down by Li Wenyang and the others, there was a silent KPL generator behind the house and a water well! !

There is also a 4-horsepower GL brand air conditioner hanging on the five-meter-high wall!

"Xiaohe, how did the canteen become so beautiful?" Wushuang asked, "Even the name of our shop has been painted in gold?"

"Sister, that's not lacquer gold, it's some metal-like chemical elements, how about it, is it enough to pretend?"

"Where are you now, my sister wants to kiss you." Wushuang said excitedly.

"No, sister, I have morning classes at school. I like to study."

"Hehe." Wushuang laughed, "Okay, then sister won't bother you to study—study."

"Hehe." Ouhe was also laughing, but his voice was a little trembling, he said good morning to his sister, and hung up the phone hastily.

In the breakfast shop about 300 meters away from Wushuang canteen, Ouhe gathered a group of gangsters to sit together and occupied the entire roadside stall, and passers-by dared not speak out.

"I worked all night last night, thank you for your hard work, brothers!" Ou He smiled, raised his glass, and drank a cup of hot soybean milk.

"Hehehe." Ah Sang and the others had no money and no water to drink, so they could only watch Ouhe finish his drink, staring at him with mournful eyes.

Although they have done all the bad things and robbed a lot of money, they don't have much left. They are basically the "daylight" kind, living a life of profligacy, without breakfast...the days they miss very much.

Although rarely experienced, it is not untried.

"Hi..." Amidst the "no hard work", Ouhe finished the cup of soy milk and looked at Ah Sang and the others happily.

Finally... fooled it.

He insulted Ah Sang several times last night, but the latter endured it without breaking out.

Fortunately, he didn't explode, otherwise he would have exposed himself.

I don't even know where the power capsule is...

At this moment, Ou He and Ah Sang were looking at each other, and the two had their own thoughts, until the air became oppressive and the punks became scared, Ah Sang was discouraged, and smiled at the extremely fierce Ou He: "Brother, since you Daoyi, then I, Asan, can't lose for a while... Do you want to know who told us to smash the store?"

"Isn't it Wang Daming?" Ou He breathed a sigh of relief, and withdrew his "fierce" gaze.

"No." Ah Sang shook his head, his eyes flashed brightly, and he put his palm on Ouhe's shoulder: "Didn't we meet a man when we went to your house last night? You also chatted with him a few words."

"Huang Fei?"

"That's right, but his name is Fade Chen."

"Hehe, he even changed his surname when he joined the Chen family." Ouhe sneered, "Why, what's none of his business?"

"It was he who asked us to smash the store." Ah Sang said surprisingly.

"What?" Ouhe stood up suddenly, suddenly realized in his heart, "No wonder...it's such a big show!"

"That's all for now, brothers still have class, let's go first!"

Seeing the back of Ah Sang leaving, Ouhe laughed again: "In order to get close to my sister, he even sent someone to smash my shop, Huang Fei, no, Chen Fei, you are a good boy!"

The Chen family mansion.

If there is anything in Canghai City that can compare to Qingyun Community... then it can only be one of the top few powerful families - Chen's Bieyuan!
The most traditional craftsmanship in China is preserved here, and the magnificent buildings made of centuries-old phoenix wood are used.

The strong ancient atmosphere has made the people here a few levels higher.

There are mountains and water in the courtyard, and of course there is the most indispensable pavilion for listening to the rain in the lake.

At this time, there was a beautiful woman sitting in the pavilion, just one glance would make one fall deeply, even if the lotus next to her was more beautiful and bloomed more vividly, it was not even one iota as good as her.

The woman was around twenty, with a beautiful appearance, a delicate pink face, and a stunning beauty.

On the long plank road made of oak wood outside the pavilion, a refined young man walked over.

As soon as he appeared, the woman looked away from the flowers and landed on his face, "Where did you go last night?"

"Ask knowingly." The man frowned slightly, his tone cold.

"Still blame me for forcing you back to my side?"

"Now I am your husband, this is the truth." Chen Fei sat opposite her, but did not look at him, lowered his eyelids, showing no expression.

"You went to see her last night, I don't blame you." The woman said: "But do you know... Who sent those hooligans in Assuna?"

"It's you?" Fade Chen shook his fingers, raised his head suddenly, and stared at her: "You let them bully Wushuang?"

"I know what you miss, so I helped you."

"Are you sick?" Suddenly, Fade Chen straightened up, stared at her and said, "You used to like to play around, but Miss Chen didn't do it, but went to ordinary schools to provoke ordinary people like us, which not only hurt Wushuang , and ruined my life, you still play? Endless, right?"

"That's right, I just like to play." The woman said: "I not only want to play with you, but also with Sister Wushuang. Didn't she break up with you? I found her a new boyfriend. How much is she willing to pay for He's tuition?"

"She won't talk to you." Speaking of Wushuang, Fade Chen froze and sat down again without saying a word.

"I also found a more interesting one."

"What do you want to do?" Fade Chen frowned.

"Is Ouhe fun? I asked those gangsters to tell him that you sent them to smash the store."

"Snapped!"

A loud slap.

Chen Fei stopped, stood up, and looked at the woman with an extremely cold expression, "Chen Fenghuang, I never thought that jealousy would make you so scary!"

"You continue to hit me." Chen Fenghuang did not hide, raised his delicate face, and faced Fade Chen with the five bright red palm prints on his fair face.