After wearing the book, every day is a Shura field

It was nearly four o'clock when Huo Ying walked out of the Science and Technology Museum.

He took out his mobile phone and called Lele, but the other party didn't answer. He was puzzled for a few seconds and didn't continue to call. Sometimes Lele is busy with work and will mute the phone, making it difficult to reach him.

Huo Ying was about to hail a taxi and go to Le Company first, but just as he got to the side of the road, a black Maybach slowly stopped in front of him.

The slightly transparent window slowly lowered, revealing a gentle and handsome face.

Huo Zheng said, "Get in the car."

Huo Huoying ignored him, turned around and left.

Huo Zheng said again: "Your brother is going to be famous recently, you don't want to know why?"

Huo Ying stopped and looked at him sideways, with serious brows and a bad look on his face.

Seeing him staring at him, he thought to himself, this little wolf dog is really fierce, if he is not careful, he will be bitten, but he loves his willing and fierce brother very much, so he is willing to bear it.

Huo Zheng asked with a gentle smile, "Where did you buy the clothes you wore that day?"

Huo Ying asked back, "What do you mean?"

Hearing this, Huo Zheng smiled, but did not answer, instead he rolled up the car window.

Huo Ying pursed his lips tightly, with a stern look on his brows, turned around to the other side, opened the car door and sat in.

A cunning flashed across Huo Zheng's eyes, the smile on his lips did not stop, he raised his head and said, "Xiao Lin, drive."

Kobayashi is his assistant.

Hearing this, Kobayashi immediately started the engine.

Huo Ying asked displeasedly, "What happened to him?"

Huo Zheng still didn't answer, looking down at the form on the tablet with a calm expression.

Huo Ying's face was extremely cold, "What did you do to him?"

Huo Zheng shook his head helplessly, and said, "You child, why don't you believe me, we are a cooperative relationship, I don't need to trouble you."

Huo Ying looked at him coldly, vigilant and ferocious, like a bloodthirsty wolf staring at the enemy who threatened him.

After a while, Huo Zheng sighed, and said: "Don't say you forgot what you did to him that day in Haicheng, that street was covered with cameras that day, with your ability, you won't leave any traces. "

Hearing what he said, Huo Ying not only did not relax, but frowned.

Huo Zheng turned to look at him, with an extremely calm expression, and said, "You did it on purpose."

He chuckled again, "I'm worried that after I leave, others will rob him. I have a strong desire for exclusivity."

Huo Ying didn't say a word, just listened to him silently.

Huo Zheng said: "I'm not interested in what you do, but I have to remind you that the end of August will come soon, during this period, you can do whatever you want, but if you want to ensure his safety, it's best Don't let him be exposed to the public, someone is staring at you, and he is your weakness."

Huo Ying's eyes were cold, "You threatened me."

Huo Zheng said gently, "It's not just me."

A cold eye, a smiling face.

Inside the carriage, the atmosphere suddenly dropped to zero. Xiaolin drove the car, the hair on the back of his neck stood on end, and his hands holding the steering wheel couldn't help but tighten slowly.

The Boss and this illegitimate son of the Huo family are really the same. They are not fuel-efficient lamps, it's too scary.

This bitingly cold and dignified atmosphere lasted for 5 minutes.

Huo Zheng smiled, "I said, as long as we cooperate, I won't touch him."

The implication is that once Huo Ying takes refuge with another member of the Huo family, the two are no longer in a cooperative relationship, so don't blame him for turning his back.

Working with the fox is like this, turning his face ruthlessly, calculating everywhere, crushing people to death.

Huo Zheng said, "Xiao Lin, stop the car."

Hearing this, Xiao Lin parked the car on the side of the road.

Huo Ying gave him a cold look, opened the door and got out of the car.

The temperature in the compartment rose, and Kobayashi breathed a sigh of relief.

Huo Zheng smiled, "Afraid of him?"

Xiao Lin shook his head and said, "I always think he's not easy to mess with, he's full of thorns."

Huo Zheng said: "Such people are easy to control."

Kobayashi asked puzzledly, "Why?"

Huo Zheng smiled, "Weakness."

Xiao Lin didn't quite understand what he meant, but judging by Boss' expression, the conversation with Huo Ying should be considered smooth.

Huo Zheng looked at the young man who was traveling far away, the smile on his lips gradually faded, and his eyes sharpened slightly.

"Let's go."

It was getting dark.

In the bar, Lin Fengcheng just rejected No.15 people who struck up a conversation.

The man left with the wine glass in regret, and after a few steps, he looked back at him again.

Zhao Ruian stroked his little curly hair with his fingers, looked at the man's resentful eyes, turned his head, and said, "Why are you still like this? You didn't agree to how many men and women chased you in high school, and now you're an adult. , the requirements are really strict."

Lin Fengcheng was drinking a glass of cocktail, took a sip, and said, "If someone chases me, I have to agree? What logic, besides, do you think I am you, Zhao Haiwang."

Zhao Rui'an kicked him, "Shut up, you, I'm good and single."

Lin Fengcheng raised his eyes, "I'm still single, I've raised all the little hamsters, who are you kidding me?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ruian didn't explain, but only asked the bartender to bring him a drink.

Zhao Ruian said: "One pet is enough."

Lin Fengcheng glanced at him without saying a word, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

A few seconds later, the bartender brought Zhao Ruian a light and refreshing drink. Zhao Ruian thanked him with a smile and took a sip.

He said, "You like—"

Lin Fengcheng is very sensitive to the word "like" now, upon hearing these two words, his face quickly blushed, his voice increased, and he hurriedly said: "Who likes him!"

Zhao Rui'an said blankly: "I just want to ask you if you like this cocktail. You've already had several."

Lin Fengcheng: "..."

His face was white and red, and his expression was very embarrassed. After a while, he couldn't hold back a sentence, "I also said that I don't like drinking this."

Zhao Ruian raised the corners of his lips meaningfully, and asked, "Did you watch the little video I sent you this morning?"

Lin Fengcheng's expression turned ugly, "I didn't see it."

"Oh."

Zhao Ruian said with a regretful expression: "I was looking at the person in the video very happy, and wanted to ask your opinion, but if you didn't watch it, then forget it, and even if it did, it seems that it has nothing to do with you .”

Lin Fengcheng had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, the corner of his mouth twitched, he nodded with great difficulty, and said in a muffled voice: "Indeed."

In Le Le's eyes, he is at best a friend who can chat.

Zhao Ruian looked at his dejected look, as if his wife had run away with someone, and he hated nothing in his heart. When will this guy come to his senses, and if he doesn't let go of his arrogance, he will run away.

"Acheng, are you happy to contact me when you come back today?"

Lin Fengcheng was taken aback, took a deep breath for a few seconds, and said, "I contacted him, but he didn't reply."

Zhao Rui'an sighed, "It seems that you are hated."

Lin Fengcheng was suddenly stabbed with an arrow in the chest.

Zhao Rui'an added: "That's right, you are usually fierce and have a bad temper. It is normal for anyone who likes to make friends with you to ignore you."

Another arrow shot in the chest, it hurts.

Zhao Ruian began to count Lin Fengcheng's shortcomings with his fingers, "When I was young, I still wore pink skirts, was picky eaters, didn't like coriander beef, had my hair shaved, wasn't handsome at all, and had low EQ, so I'm so tsundere... ..."

Zhao Rui'an counted very carefully, from Lin Fengcheng who was six years old to the current 19-year-old, all his shortcomings were revealed.

There are countless arrows in the chest.

Lin Fengcheng: "..."

With veins twitching on his forehead, he said angrily, "My mother forced me to wear that little dress. I don't like to eat coriander. I provoke you with my hairstyle. Why criticize my hairstyle? My EQ is low. You are so arrogant, your whole family is so arrogant!"

Lin Fengcheng's chest heaved up and down with anger, Danfeng's eyes widened, and his handsome face was full of displeasure.

Zhao Rui'an calmly added the last sentence: "But you have a prominent background, a wealthy family, good looks, and graduated from a prestigious school."

Lin Fengcheng was suddenly praised, and suddenly felt a chill, goose bumps all over his body.

"Zhao Rui'an, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Zhao Ruian drank his drink and said, "Ah Cheng, sometimes people have to learn to be honest."

"what?"

"Being happy to have a partner, you ask yourself whether you are happy or unhappy."

Lin Fengcheng looked slightly stunned, and his thick eyelashes drooped, covering the surging emotions in Danfeng's eyes.

He didn't answer Zhao Rui'an's question.

Zhao Rui'an didn't remind him anymore. For Lin Fengcheng, the reminder here is enough.

He went to the counter to check out, and when he came back, Lin Fengcheng still had a complicated expression on his face.

Zhao Rui'an said: "It's past eight o'clock, I have to go back to feed the hamsters, are you leaving?"

Lin Fengcheng frowned slightly, and silently finished the sixth glass of cocktail brought by the bartender, got up and followed Zhao Ruian, and left the bar.

Le Yue sat on the glass coffee table, stepped on a burly man with his left foot, the man frowned in pain, and couldn't turn over under Le Le's feet.

His right hand grabbed a strong young man, the man's face was distorted in pain, one hand held his left arm, and his lips were biting tightly, as if it was in pain.

In fact, Lean didn't want to be so ruthless, but this man didn't know how to restrain himself. He wanted to touch his ass when he came up. He didn't take off his leg, but just took off his arm and reattached it, which is considered kind.

He smiled and said, "It's still 65 strokes away, who will come?"

On the sofa across from Lei, there were a lot of people lying down or squatting, all of them with bruised noses and swollen faces, breathing in pain. Hearing what he said, all of them trembled and showed panic.

What a devil!In less than 10 minutes since entering the door, all ten or so brothers of them were wiped out, and none of them were his opponents.

"Brother, if you don't look at my face, these 65 blows will be avoided."

Le Yue turned his eyes to the speaker, that person was He Xingrong, the left side of his face was swollen, and one of the gold false incisors was missing, so there was some air leakage when he spoke.

Happy to raise his eyebrows, "Boss He, I'm always honest. I said two hundred and six strokes, so it must be two hundred and six strokes. You can't do more or less. Since you want to avoid it, how about these 65 strokes? You come to solve it?"

He Xingrong's face turned livid, and he lowered his head without daring to speak.

I am willing to shake off the two people under my feet and in my hands, flex my hand joints, and make a "click, click" joint sound.

Everyone gasped, looking at Le Yue with trepidation, afraid that the fist would fall on them.

After being willing to move his cervical spine, his eyes fell on everyone, and he asked, "Who moved first this morning?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone pointed at the person named Qi San.

Yue Xing looked over and saw that this person was the one who tried to offend him just now, so he stretched out his hand and threw it over his shoulder, knocking Qi San to the ground, followed by several resounding slaps, instantly smashing him into a pig's head.

Qi San was crying loudly, but his crying was covered by the high-pitched singing in the box, and the outside corridor could not hear the sound inside.

Happy to say: "It's still 32 strokes."

He cast his eyes on He Xingrong and said, "You came up with the idea, and you, the boss, are responsible."

After finishing speaking, he walked over in a few steps and dragged He Xingrong off the sofa.

Just as the crowd breathed a sigh of relief, Le Yue suddenly turned his head, stood in the middle of the crowd, and said, "Come and fight."

The person named by him was the one who unscrupulously belittled him just now.

The man looked lean and lean, with a pointed face, and looked very mean.

He pointed at himself in shock and stammered, "I, me?"

Willing to nod.

The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and raised his hand slowly, but his arm was shaking uncontrollably.

Happy: "Do it, or you will suffer the 32 strokes."

Hearing this, the man immediately slapped He Xingrong, causing He Xingrong's face to be turned to the side.

At first he was very cautious, but when he hit the back, he became a little excited and couldn't help but let go of his strength.

After the beating, He Xingrong's other gold denture was gone. He opened his mouth, his face was so swollen that he couldn't close it, and the saliva flowed down, dripping onto the gold necklace around his neck.

Le Xing handed over the napkin and said unhurriedly, "Two hundred and six strokes are over."

After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "I'm a defensive person, and robbing business is robbing business. I'm willing to lose, but I'm not so easy to talk to whoever touches me."

What he said was gentle and gentle, but inside and outside the words were full of threats.

Everyone nodded in unison.

After finishing talking happily, he asked again: "Do you have any unopened orange-flavored drinks here? Give me a bottle."

Someone hurriedly handed him a bottle, wanting to send the plague god away immediately.

Le Yue took out 100 yuan from his wallet and put it on the tea table, and politely said "thank you" to the person, then slowly turned on the water, and took a big gulp with his head raised.

Slightly sweet, sour, is his favorite taste.

He couldn't help but take a few more sips, but while drinking, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be alcohol in it.

After a few seconds of recollection, his expression suddenly changed.

Happy asked with a cold face: "What kind of drink is this?"

His expression was a little scarier than the previous calm appearance, and the audience was silent and did not dare to speak.

But the person who handed the water didn't expect him to react so much. For a moment, he thought that he didn't like this taste, or had some taboos about it, and immediately regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. The bottle hit him on the head.

The man swallowed, and replied cautiously: "Boss Le, this is a green orange flavored RIO. It's a cocktail. It tastes...okay."

In the latter sentence, he said it boldly.

willing:"……"

Le Yue immediately put the drink back on the coffee table, turned around and left quickly, but before his hands were on the handle of the box door, there was a whirlwind in front of his eyes.

He wanted to turn the doorknob, but he couldn't do it, and his eyes gradually turned black.

In the next second, the people in the private room who had been beaten hard watched Yue Yue suddenly fall to the ground, motionless, as if asleep.

Everyone: "???"

what happened? ? ?

The author has something to say: Huo Ying: Where did Lele go?

Lin Fengcheng: Arriving at the scene soon

Yu Bai: Ready to go back to City B

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Erha: Lele’s law of drinking must fall