Boss, I was wrong!

He stopped talking, just lowered his head and looked at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Where do you want to poke? Hmm? I told you to talk." Seeing that the other party was silent, Huang Xiaomu kicked his knee directly, and the next second, Wang Hong fell to his knees on the ground. The strength was so great that Wang Hong had no buffer, and the moment he fell to the ground, he made a "bang" and killed countless grasses.

"Boss, I know I was wrong." Wang Hong gave Huang Xiaomu a pitiful look, then lowered his head and poked his very short fingers, which was very kawaii.

"Grass." Seeing his appearance, Huang Xiaomu kicked him again: "You look like a rape. Don't act like a little girl. Passers-by will throw up. Readers will." Is there any reason to vomit!"

"I'm trying to gain sympathy, boss!" Wang Hong immediately put his hands behind his back and said with a bitter face.

"It's not working." Huang Xiaomu kicked his ass with the tip of his toe, and then said leisurely: "...you know where your mistake is, right? If I didn't block that knife just now, you will kill Mr. Li Bao At this point, Huang Xiaomu's voice sank, but Li Baogong, who was lying on the side, suddenly started to be afraid. To be exact, he started to be afraid since the moment Wang Hong took out the knife. For the first time, death The distance between Wang Hong and himself was so close, Wang Hong's knife went straight to his heart, if Huang Xiaomu hadn't blocked it, he might already be on his way to the crematorium now...

"What is your family doing? The police station, the court, and the government are all run by your family, right? Although you are underage, the crime of intentional homicide is enough for you to stay in the police station for a few years. You are worth it for forcing things like this." Did Li Baogong cuckold you or killed your whole family? As for using your own future as a price to show off for a while? Anyone can stab someone to death. This is a society ruled by law. The more the merrier. Forced, but the more people who stabbed to death, the heavier the sentence, the more stupid. Forced." Huang Xiaomu rolled his eyes while Wang Hong's head lowered lower and lower.

Yes, what Huang Xiaomu said is the truth, he just blushed for a moment just now, he didn't think of all these things afterwards...

Seeing his expression, Huang Xiaomu sighed and took two steps forward: "When a person is impulsive, his IQ is negative, which is scarier than when he is in love. The process of a person becoming mature is the process of constantly overcoming impulsiveness. "

"Boss, I'm sorry." Wang Hong lowered his head and said in a muffled voice.

"Get up." Huang Xiaomu looked at him indifferently, the look in his eyes was a bit dim under the sunlight, making it impossible to look directly at him.

"I'll just say so much today, and I'm really doing it for your own good, because I don't want any of my brothers to get involved because of a small thing." He opened his school uniform, strangled his arm, temporarily stopped the blood, suddenly raised a strange smile and walked in front of the fat version of Baogong.

He raised his toes to touch his face, and smiled a bit meanly: "Hey, isn't this the famous and suave leader of the Red Fire Gang, the number one in the world and the invincible in the universe? Why did you get down? What kind of qigong are you practicing?"

"You..." The fat version of Baogong was so angry that his face turned blue from Huang Xiaomu's sarcasm.

"Don't look at me so ambiguously. I'm not interested in men. Maybe I'll consider you when I go to Korea to get my whole face pumped and then go to Thailand to change my personality." Huang Xiaomu looked at his words with a blank expression. provocative.

"Huang Xiaomu, don't bully people too much." The fat version of Bao Gong gritted his teeth and said viciously.

"You have such black teeth, but your teeth are quite white. Could it be that my little brother used black people?" Huang Xiaomu blinked and looked very embarrassed.

The fat version of Baogong closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening his eyes again to look at Huang Xiaomu. This time he calmed down, and there was no way he could get in touch with Huang Xiaomu. If his mental quality is not tough, even if he doesn't get beaten to death, he will be mad at him. .

"The matter is already like this, how to deal with it, you can figure it out." The fat version of Baogong sighed and felt that the prestige he had spent more than two years in No. [-] Middle School was completely gone. The only thing he worships is the record. If he can fight, he is a wolf, but if he can't fight, he is a basket.

"Draw a way?" Huang Xiaomu looked at him condescendingly, then squinted his eyes like a sneaky cat: "... By the way, do you know why your Red Fire Gang lost so badly?"

Wang Hong sighed and then looked at him with some resentment: "You guys are too fierce. After two or three years of messing around, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

057 Disaster

Wang Hong sighed and then looked at him with some resentment: "You guys are too fierce. After two or three years of messing around, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat."

"No, no, no!" Huang Xiaomu shook his finger and looked at him very seriously: "Actually, strength is a j8 in front of luck. The main reason why you will lose is because your Feng Shui is not good."

"Feng Shui is not good?" The fat version of Baogong repeated these four words and then looked at him with some confusion: "What do you mean, do you still work part-time as a fortune teller?"

Huang Xiaomu smiled shyly and scratched his hair: "It's not a part-time fortune-telling job, it's just that our Huang family ancestors know a thing or two haha. My grandfather and my father are both very famous Fengshui masters, and they are professional in Fengshui 300 years, trustworthy!"

"Okay, then tell me what's wrong with our Chihuo gang's feng shui?" Hearing what he said so seriously, with a very professional appearance, the fat version of Bao Gong was also a little skeptical.

However, at this time, Huang Xiaomu suddenly stretched out his hand and squeezed his fingers: "Don't leak the secret, let me sue you, so you have to show it to brother no matter what?"

The fat version of Baogong was also extraordinarily good at this time, and he took out five Grandpa Mao cards from his pocket and handed them to Huang Xiaomu: "Say it first, and if it's good, I'll give you more money when I go back."

"Hey, you don't need so much, buddy, or your life will be shortened. Come on, I'll give you some change." Huang Xiaomu put the three bills into his pocket with a smile, then took out fifty and the remaining two bills from his pocket. One hundred yuan was placed in the hand of the fat version of Bao Gong: "This is an auspicious number!"

The fat version of Baogong looked a little ugly looking at the 250 yuan in his hand, but he restrained himself from having an attack.

Seeing the other party's expression of daring to be angry but not daring to speak, Huang Xiaomu held back his laughter and almost didn't get hurt internally, but he still closed his eyes in a serious manner, then pinched his fingers as if he was thinking about something, and then he suddenly realized Open your eyes: "God's will, God's will!"

"God, what do you mean?" The fat version of Bao Gong didn't dare to take a breath, he looked at Huang Xiaomu carefully for fear that the other party would say something, your Yintang is black, your lips are white, your eyes are lifeless, your lips are cracked, your tongue is scorched, and your spirit is slackened. Words such as life and death, more bad luck and more bad luck...

Huang Xiaomu wanted to laugh in an unreasonable way. As a person who has received nine years of compulsory education and several years of high school, how can Nima be so feudal and superstitious?This unscientific!

But seeing the serious expression of the fat version of Baogong, Huang Xiaomu was also embarrassed to laugh, so he also looked at the fat version of Baogong very seriously: "Just now, I discovered the shortcomings of your Chihuo gang by observing the sky and measuring the pulse. According to such instructions and calculations, the time when your Scarlet Fire Gang was established and the attributes of the members are very good and consistent, but the mistake lies in the name. Only in this way can we change our luck. Otherwise, this is just the beginning, and then you will have a catastrophe.”

"Ah!" This time, not only the fat version of Bao Gong, but even the more than 20 fallen brothers stared at Huang Xiaomu with wide eyes, and the fat version of Bao Gong held Huang Xiaomu's hand very nervously, just like the last Life-saving straw: "Then... what name should be changed in your opinion?"

Seeing his very trusting expression, Huang Xiaomu raised a somewhat mean smile, and then patted Li Baogong's fleshy and swarthy hand with a smile: "If you want me to say, you don't need to change too much, just change the homonym. "

"What homonym?" The fat version of Baogong listened attentively with his ears sideways, so earnest that it aroused pity.

"Foodie Gang." Huang Xiaomu said every word with a blank face, and then looked at him with some sarcasm: "Dude, do you think the name is high-end, elegant, low-key, luxurious and connotative? If you help use this I guarantee that you will have good luck with the name, and it will be passed down forever.”

058 Do you think you are beaming?

"How dare you play me?" The fat version of Bao Gong glared at him with hatred in his eyes.

"It's you who's playing tricks. I told you that you're a foodie, but you still don't believe me. You're so big and stupid like a pig. Are you worthy of the pork you usually eat?" Huang Xiaomu looked at him slantingly from the corner of his eyes. Some insolent look.

"Huang Xiaomu!" The fat version of Bao Gong shouted his name again viciously.

"Grandpa is here, call your mother. Force!" Huang Xiaomu kicked him again with a "bang", and the fat version of Bao Gong fell to the ground.

"I'm telling the truth. Today you will either change your name, or the Chihuo Gang will be expelled from No. [-] High School." When Huang Xiaomu said this, he could only see a trace of sternness from the side of his face, it didn't seem like he was joking.

"How dare you!" The fat version of Baogong was beaten to the point where he couldn't stand up, but he was also a man, and he used his arms to support himself to prevent himself from falling down.

"Why don't I dare? Still provoking me at this time? It's really stupid." Huang Xiaomu walked up to him and licked the corner of his mouth: "Then you can see if I dare."

When he said this, he suddenly stretched out his hand and put it on the shoulder of the fat version of Gong Bao, and then held his elbow with the other hand,