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"Huh?" These words confused the fat man.

"You were in a bad mood just now, what happened to Wuxie?"

Fatty understood this. Replied him: "It's okay, it's not a big problem, he's probably a little depressed. I'm still naive and think too much. Now that we're all here, anything can knock down our iron triangle. You should stay with him more later, Fatty, I can always do it by myself." There are times when I can’t see it. Now I still have to go see the clouds from time to time and stay for a few days..."

"it is good."

Before the fat man finished speaking, he smiled after hearing the answer.

"Brother, you are becoming more and more popular, and you are also rushing to answer questions. Have you learned from Xiaozhen? When he doesn't want to listen to me, he just says and agrees."

Zhang Qiling shook his head and said, "No."

"Okay, okay. Hehe, did you... go to Tianzhen Na last night?"

Faced with the fat man's mean greeting, Zhang Qiling chose not to listen. After setting the breakfast table, he sat on the stool and waited for the meal to begin.

"Tsk. You should really ask Mr. Hei for advice. He knows more about this than me. Mr. Fatty, I only have theoretical knowledge. It's useless no matter how much I read. That guy is in practice."

The fat man said as he secretly observed whether Wu Xie had come and then continued: "Especially when dealing with Xiao Zhenzhen, don't be honest. He has to deal with that kid. You should be more forceful. If Tian Zhen is timid, he will definitely give in. Your power."

"What kind of power? Fatty, what kind of crap are you transmitting to me?"

The fat man turned around and sat back in his seat happily, and asked Wuxie in confusion: "What is it? What are you talking about? Fatty, I am discussing the name of his new knife with my little brother. How did you come up with this strange name?" What? Xiaozhen, you have bad intentions."

Nao Xie looked at the fat man and the little brother in shock: "I have bad intentions! What are you pretending to be? I just heard it. You instigated the little brother to beat someone!"

The fat man asked him back: "Damn it, ask me, did I say this, Fatty? You're just guessing here, it's better to ask it yourself."

It was a good method, but Wuxie looked at the younger brother, and the two looked at each other. Wuxie was silent for a moment.

"Then, let's eat. I'm going to starve to death. I forgive you this time, fat man, but you won't let me do it again."

The timid Wu puppy sat down to eat in silence.

The fat man sneered: "You're such a coward. Why don't you have the courage to make any progress?"

"You think I will be fooled, but don't even think about it. I'm so old, mentally mature, and have a wider knowledge than you. How could I break the law just because of your instigation in a few words?"

As he was talking, a classic old song suddenly played, and several people stopped eating. Wu Xie was confused for a while before he remembered that it was his cell phone ringtone.

["Second uncle?"

"Ah."

"when."

"Okay. Thank you very much."

"No, how could it be? I'm in Beijing, here at Xiaohua. Don't you know Xiaohua's temperament?"

"Okay, okay, we'll be there soon."

"Yes, we are sure to land in Hangzhou."

"Okay, second uncle, bye~"]

The fat man swallowed the bun, pulled a chair over and asked Wuxie, "What does our second uncle want from you? Look at the folds on your face and you are almost laughing. What's the good thing?"

"What a great thing." Wu Xie asked with a smile, "Brother, are you busy right now?"

"No."

The little brother has finished eating and is wiping his hands.