After wearing the book, every day is a Shura field

"You go."

"I won't go, why don't you let him go."

"Why should I go, if I don't go, I want you to go."

"What's the noise? Go and see if someone will die!"

"Why are you so fierce, it sounds nice, why don't you go?"

"I'm the fucking boss, so go as soon as I tell you, why are there so many nonsense, do you want a salary?"

"Gan!"

The young man with bruises all over his eyes moved two steps cowardly, and tentatively poked Xing Yue who was lying motionless on the ground.

His solemn expression was relaxed, he turned around and smiled dryly, and said, "Boss, it's still hot."

Hearing this, He Xingrong grabbed a handful of popcorn and threw it at it, lowered his voice, and said angrily, "Of course I know he's not dead, I'll let you see if he's really dizzy or fake."

The young man let out an "oh", and then walked around to the front of Le Yue, and looked carefully, and saw that his eyes were closed, and there was an even airflow between his nostrils.

He boldly pushed Lele, and shouted: "Brother, are you asleep, do you want me to help you over there to rest?"

The box was silent, no one spoke, and no one answered him willingly.

The young man turned his head, grinned, and gestured OK to the boss.

All the people whose hearts were beating up to their throats fell back to their chests, and they all let out a long breath. Damn, this plague god actually fell down by himself.

He Xingrong walked over and kicked Yue Yue's knee with his toe, seeing that he did not respond, his tense expression eased a lot.

The people around saw the boss kicking the man, but the other party didn't call back, so they crowded around excitedly and excitedly, staring at the sleeping happy, and started chattering.

"Should you really fall asleep?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? The boss kicked him, but he didn't respond. He must have fallen asleep."

"Why did he suddenly fall asleep? Could it be some kind of illness? Could he already have that?"

"No way, shall we take it to the hospital?"

"Send me a fart! Fix him so he can beat us up again, can you have some brains?"

"Then what should we do now, just let him lie here?"

He Xingrong was about to speak, but accidentally pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth, hissed in pain, and said, "Carry him out."

"Oh oh oh, then I'll call the ambulance now."

"What ambulance is it called? I told you to get someone into the car. If he hits us, let's just forget it. It's not that easy."

"Boss, this is not good, in case something happens, let's..."

"Do whatever the boss asks you to do. Why are you talking so much? If you don't go, I will go."

"Qi San, you have a fucking crush on him, right? Are you disgusting? You, be careful that he wakes up and destroys your things. At this moment, he is still thinking about that thing. It's frustrating."

"It's his fault for being so pretty, he deserves to be missed."

"Get away, Qi San, you pervert, get away, I get goosebumps just looking at you."

Qi San snorted, rubbed his hands impatiently, and walked towards Happy.

He Xingrong pressed the wound on the corner of his mouth and said, "San'er, carry him directly to the Santana we parked in the parking lot."

Qi San responded, "Okay, Brother He, where are we taking him?"

He Xingrong had a dark smile on his greasy face, and said: "Where are you taking it? Doesn't this kid like to fight, he's so crazy, let him have a taste of it too."

Qi San licked his lips and said, "Brother, after the beating, can you give him to me?"

He Xinrong frowned, with hesitation on his face, he knew in his heart that deliberately causing trouble and doing that kind of thing are different in severity, but anyone who is extreme may not be able to bear the humiliation, and the follow-up will be very troublesome.

Although he checked Le's background, he was the son of Le Zhengkai, an upstart, but he didn't pay attention to the Le family, and he wasn't from the Lin family and the Huo family.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qi San said, "Don't worry, brother, I promise to do him a good job and never cause you any trouble. Besides, you asked us to visit their company earlier, and I saw that he was very ambiguous with a man." , I bet he's definitely not a straight one."

When He Xingrong heard this, he didn't want to continue talking about this question, and his eyes signaled him to get him out quickly, so that he wouldn't wake up later.

Qi San nodded, and stretched out his hand towards Yue Yue.

He Xinrong led a group of people out of the box and went downstairs to the parking lot.

The road of xx clubhouse is an entertainment street, the clubhouse has a complete bar, and there is a spacious open-air parking lot not far downstairs.

When Qi San and Le Yue were the only ones left in the box, he couldn't help stretching his hand towards Le Yue's waist, his eyes were obscene, and he swallowed his saliva, damn, this person's skin looks so fucking white, ass I don't know if it's also white.

Qi San's body was dry and hot, and he quickly pressed his hands towards Yue Yue's waist.

Unexpectedly, his wrist was suddenly caught by a hand.

Qi San was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, he looked up to see who it was.

Suddenly, I heard a crisp and subtle sound of "click".

He dislocated his wrist.

"Ahhh-!"

Qi San's eyes were wide open, the whites of his eyes bloodshot, and he wailed in pain.

Le Yue stood up unhurriedly, her beautiful amber eyes lost focus, and her eyes seemed to fall on Qi San.

"Thief, it's time to hit."

Qi San: "???"

His brow was covered with cold sweat from the pain, Fei Li stared at the happy expression and face, smiled on his face, and said with shaking teeth: "Brother, brother, brother, are you awake?"

He didn't answer willingly, tilted his head, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes slowly, breathed evenly, didn't make any further movements, and seemed to fall asleep standing up.

Qi San carefully swallowed the saliva secreted in his mouth, one hand was hanging down, and the other dishonestly stretched out towards Yue.

In the next second, one foot accurately kicked Qi San's abdomen, with heavy and ruthless force, and kicked him flying, and Qi San fell to the ground, coughing violently.

His abdomen was in severe pain, if he moved down a few more inches, his high-pitched thing would be kicked and broken by Lean.

Qi San never dreamed that this beauty would have thorns, even if she fainted, the lethality would be extremely strong, beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He rubbed his abdomen, and it took him a long time to stand up. With fierce eyes, he grabbed the beer bottle on the coffee table and rushed up.

Le Yue raised his leg and kicked, but before the beer bottle fell down, he was kicked away by him and fell on the sofa.

Qi San looked at his empty hands, then at the beer bottle on the sofa, screamed in fright, and rushed out the door.

Le Yue bit her lower lip, eyes half-closed, and said in a low voice, "Thief, run away."

His face is calm, his cheeks are fair, and he is not drunk, except that his eyes are a little out of focus.

After finishing speaking, open the door and follow out.

Qi San stumbled all the way down the stairs, seeing that he was about to rush out, he suddenly collided with a person who came out of the bar next door.

With an "ouch", he sat down on the ground, grinning his teeth in pain, while the other party stood upright without any influence.

He glared at the man viciously, and cursed, "You don't have fucking eyes!"

The man looked down at Danfeng, and frowned slightly, as if he was very displeased with his words.

The atmosphere was not right for a moment, Zhang San stiffened his neck and didn't say anything.

Behind the other party came a person, also a very handsome man, with a pair of flirtatious peach blossom eyes, half a smile, as if trying to seduce someone's soul.

The other party glanced at Qi San and said, "Handsome, are you okay? Let me help you up."

The one with Dan Fengyan's expression was arrogant, especially the excitement of looking at Qi three times, and didn't give him another look, frowning and turning his head away.

Qi San suddenly saw two handsome men, his eyes were straightened.

These two people don't look very old, about 20 years old, and their looks are indeed one of a kind, top-notch, and they are different from the one upstairs. He has rarely met such a handsome man in his life.

Qi San saw it for a moment so that his saliva flowed down.

When the person who was about to help him saw it, his expression froze slightly, and the veins on his forehead twitched slightly, but he didn't see it on his face.

Qi San was about to speak, when he suddenly heard the sound of gentle footsteps from upstairs in the xx clubhouse, neither light nor heavy, but it seemed to be stepping on the tip of his heart, making him tremble all over.

There was still a dull pain where he was kicked by the opponent.

Qi San didn't even have time to say a word, he pushed away the other's hand that wanted to support him, and quickly got up, but where he stepped on, there happened to be a piece of water dripping from the air conditioner, his feet slipped, and he sat back abruptly .

Now, the change somewhere in his body was very obvious to everyone.

Zhao Rui'an frowned and stopped quickly.

Lin Fengcheng turned his face to the side, and was about to walk away.

At this time, a slender and tall figure quickly walked down the stairs like a gust of wind, and flew past Linfeng City.

The man brushed past him, bringing with him a faint orange fragrance, which aroused the throbbing in Lin Fengcheng's heart.

The apex of Lin Fengcheng's heart trembled in vain, as if a tiny electric current had passed through his heart veins, arousing the blood in his whole body to boil.

His heart was beating wildly.

Lin Fengcheng turned around involuntarily.

Qi San fell down just now, his tailbone was injured, he couldn't run at all, he sat on the ground crookedly, it was so embarrassing and embarrassing. .

The man came and grabbed Qi San by the collar, trying to lift him up, but because of lack of strength, no one picked him up.

Zhao Rui'an didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, this street has many things to do, and when he turned his footsteps, he was about to drag Lin Fengcheng to the parking lot.

Suddenly, the two heard a shout from the arrested person.

"Boss Happy, Big Brother Happy, I was wrong! I don't dare anymore, don't hit me, please!"

Lean's eyelashes drooped, his eyes didn't fall on him at all, but stared at his own toes.

He muttered to himself, "Thief, you should hit him."

Qi San: "..."

Grass!I'm afraid this person is not crazy, who the hell is a thief!

Lin Fengcheng stopped suddenly, his expression stunned, and he was stunned for two seconds before turning his head slowly, as if half a century had passed.

Gradually, a tall and handsome figure appeared in his eyes. The other person was wearing a white cotton short-sleeve and black casual trousers, covering his slender and straight legs. His complexion was very fair, his face was handsome, and his eyes were half-opened. , the clear amber pupils are looming, under the neon lights, as if there is a thin layer of glazed brilliance.

That face overlapped with the bright smiling face deep in memory, Xu Ran.

Lin Fengcheng's long, narrow and cold Danfeng eyes widened in vain, and the complex emotions in the eyes surged wildly. He touched his lips lightly and read two words.

--willing.

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

Lin Fengcheng: Yes! (Heartbeat)

Yu Bai: Heh

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Erha: Brother Lin is here!