Boss, I was wrong!

You are so ugly that you almost scared the child to tears?

Thinking of this, Shi Mengfan simply asked, "Huang Xiaomu, am I that ugly?"

Huang Xiaomu suddenly raised his head and was a little puzzled: "...you are so old that you realize this problem?"

The corner of Shi Mengfan's mouth twitched, Nima is ugly and can't be blamed on the government, besides, they have known each other for several days, why did they show such a frightened expression?

Seeing Shi Mengfan frowned and remained silent, Huang Xiaomu said boldly and cautiously: "...Boss, you are actually very handsome, so can you spare my life?"

Listening to his inexplicable words, the corners of Shi Mengfan's mouth became a little stiff. He stretched out his hand to touch Huang Xiaomu's forehead, trying to see if he had a fever, but when he saw Shi Mengfan's extended hand, Huang Xiaomu quickly tilted his head back with great force. The impact on the wooden chair directly shattered...

But Huang Xiaomu fell to the ground with his head on the back, the wine glass that was knocked down by the palm of his hand spun around in the air and landed directly on his forehead, and the wine spilled on his face, it was really, really embarrassing... ...

"It seems that it is not as simple as a fever." Shi Mengfan sat up and looked at the bosses: "Which one of you has a mahogany sword?"

Hearing that Shi Mengfan had already started to ask others for the weapon to kill him, Huang Xiaomu looked at the ceiling and sighed: "The wind is rustling, and the Yishuihan strong man is gone forever..." While sighing, he shook his head at the miserable scene The color is so pitiful to me.

And although these bosses felt that Huang Xiaomu was a little baffled, they still replied to Shi Mengfan with twitching corners of their mouths: "...Can a machete be okay?"

"Your machete can drive away ghosts?" Shi Mengfan yelled like you guys are idiots.

"Boss, what do you want to do?" The chopper Shi Mengfan seemed to be eating people, and the bosses couldn't help moving their chairs back by two centimeters.

036 Made in China

"He is possessed by an evil spirit. I want to expel the evil spirit." Shi Mengfan was very serious, righteous, and filled with righteous indignation. When he said this, a pair of white wings even grew out of his back. If you add a halo to him, it will definitely He is the angel who saves the world.

"Is the cross okay?" Wang Yu asked cautiously.

Shi Mengfan nodded and stretched out his hand: "Hurry up and give it to me. If it's too late, the evil spirit will corrupt his soul. After he enters the [-]th floor of hell, he will never be able to be reborn forever."

Seeing the seriousness of the boss, Wang Yu hastily tore the cross off his neck and threw it into Shi Mengfan's hands, fearing that he would be too slow to take responsibility for harming the world and be condemned by the people for not being sympathetic to him.

Shi Mengfan put the cross in the palm of his hand, clasped his palms together, closed his eyes lightly, and began to meditate: "The sky is lingling, the earth is lingling, the Taishang Laojun will appear quickly, and the evil spirits will be dispersed!"

"The boss cross is Christian, and your formula is made in China..." A drop of cold sweat dripped from Wang Yu's forehead.

Shi Mengfan glared at him viciously: "I am a combination of Chinese and Western, and the effect is even better."

Huang Xiaomu lay on the ground and stared at Shi Mengfan for a long time, and suddenly jumped up angrily: "Shi Mengfan, you are possessed by a ghost and your whole family is possessed by a ghost!"

"What did you call me just now?" Shi Mengfan squinted his eyes full of deterrence.

"Shi Mengfan..." After saying these three words, Huang Xiaomu looked at him regretfully: "Boss, I was wrong, I shouldn't have called you by your first name. What can I do to save my mistake?" My soul..." Huang Xiaomu said very emotionally, hoping to make Shi Mengfan put down the butcher knife...uh, the cross...

"Look!" Shi Mengfan raised his eyebrows with a bullish look, and then threw the cross into Wang Yu's hand: "I said that the combination of Chinese and Western is good, just like white and black, eating white during the day. The effect of eating black tablets in a black sky is awesome."

"Boss, I'm really not bewitched." Huang Xiaomu was so helpless that he wanted to poke the cross on his heart to show his innocence.

Shi Mengfan patted him on the shoulder as if I understood: "You don't need to say anything, just like a drunk who says he's not drunk, a bewitched person won't say he's bewitched."

Seeing Shi Mengfan like this, Huang Xiaomu wanted to kick him very much, but suddenly thought of a problem related to his own survival: "That...boss, I really didn't hear anything just now, can you spare my life? "

Huang Xiaomu's eyes were very sincere, but Shi Mengfan still didn't realize what he was going to do ==

037 I really want to kick you, you know?

"Why did I kill you when you didn't hear anything? Do you know that you are the first person who eats food wholeheartedly while I'm talking for so many years? I really want to kick you, you know?" Shi Mengfan Shrugging his shoulders, he felt helpless. What kind of weirdness is this? If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let him be my bodyguard. This is simply because Nima found a living ancestor.

"Boss, didn't you just talk about some military secrets with them? Wouldn't I be beheaded if I overheard it by chance?" Huang Xiaomu looked at Shi Mengfan with a pair of particularly ignorant eyes.

The big boss Shi Mengfan wanted to vomit blood when he heard his words, but he could only stroke his forehead and then patted him heavily on the shoulder: "Young man, you have watched too many TV series, I just want you Is it so hard to secretly observe a human being?"

"Secretly observe a person?" Huang Xiaomu squinted his eyes and showed a rather gossip expression: "Boss, do you want a divorce and let me provide evidence for the woman's broken shoes?"

"Can you take a taxi?" Shi Mengfan kicked Huang Xiaomu's ass.

"Who will help you get a divorce after I get out?" Huang Xiaomu looked at Shi Mengfan pitifully.

"Wang Yu!" Shi Mengfan felt that he really had no way to communicate with Huang Xiaomu, so he directly handed over the task of socialist revival to Wang Yu: "Repeat to him what we just said, and I will ask him to transfer to Pudong in a week. Lowe High School."

"Where is Min Haoxuan?" Wang Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Nonsense." Shi Mengfan glanced at Wang Yu and Huang Xiaomu impatiently, then rubbed his temples and left.

At night, Huang Xiaomu took Shi Mengfan home, but when Shi Mengfan got off the car, Huang Xiaomu suddenly grabbed him.

"Tell me something?" Shi Mengfan looked at him for a long time before uttering a sentence quietly. Under the dim light, Shi Mengfan's cheeks looked extraordinarily soft at this moment, and his voice was very warm, but Huang Xiaomu's heart was as broken as the dumplings Same stuffing.

"Can I go up and sit for a while?" Huang Xiaomu suddenly said a very classic sentence.

038 What do you say

"Can I go up and sit for a while?" Huang Xiaomu suddenly said a very classic sentence.

Shi Mengfan looked at the corners of his eyes twitching, and then the old god said: "If you have anything to say here, it may be inconvenient for my sister to be at home."

Because there is absolutely no way to maintain a noble and glamorous image in front of Shi Mengchen. If Huang Xiaomu sees it, he will definitely lose face. Shi Mengfan has no idea that his original noble and glamorous image in Huang Xiaomu's heart has long been shattered and replaced. It's the image of a black-hearted boss ==

Huang Xiaomu glanced at him cautiously and then said slowly: "Boss, do I have to transfer schools?"

The corner of Shi Mengfan's mouth slightly raised, the expression on his face was a bit blurred: "What do you think?"

"It seems that we have to transfer." Huang Xiaomu looked at Shi Mengfan with a troubled expression, but in fact he didn't want to transfer at all.

"It sounds like you are a little unwilling, don't you?" Shi Mengfan's lips curled up slightly, but he looked at Huang Xiaomu without blinking.

"Of course I won't be reconciled after staying in this school for so long." Although he was a little timid, after hesitating for a while, Huang Xiaomu raised his head and said indignantly that he would never compromise so easily in front of evil forces.

"Puluo High School is a private noble school that is much better than your No. [-] Middle School. The No. [-] Middle School cultivates low-level bastards, but Puluo cultivates all kinds of talents." Shi Mengfan's face was expressionless. His voice was also a little cold, but his eyes were still looking at Huang Xiaomu as if trying to capture any of his expressions.

"So if I go to Puluo High School, the essence of holding silk will be completely exposed." Huang Xiaomu pursed his mouth and seemed to be a little upset. Anyone who is used to one environment and then goes to another environment will feel uncomfortable, even if he is just sitting in the sky. Frogs who jump out suddenly from the bottom of the well will feel fear and glaring when they look at the vast grassland.

039 The number of properties he owns and the number of women he has dated.

"Hehe..." Shi Mengfan smiled and then suddenly stretched out his hand to rub Huang Xiaomu's head: "Huang Xiaomu, do you know what is the biggest difference between people?"

Huang Xiaomu didn't seem to realize that he would ask such a question, but he blurted out: "The number of property you own and the number of women you have dated."

Shi Mengfan obviously didn't realize that he would say that. The smile on his face froze for a moment, but the psychological quality of the boss of the gangster Shenma is not ordinary. What is the reason for the difference?"

"Family looks and luck, so reincarnation is a technical job." Every silk has some worrying attributes, and Huang Xiaomu's worrying attributes as a palace-level silk are undoubtedly exposed.

Shi Mengfan blinked and looked at him, seemed to organize his words, and then again