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Chapter 63 Impossible to let you go

Wu Yiming squinted his eyes, and the smoke from his mouth and nose covered his face. He waved his hand, trying to take a good look at Xie Lin's group over there.

As the bosses became dogs in the water, the team quickly disintegrated and reached the point of being defeated. The four dogs were ignored and fled as if flying with their tails between their legs. Uh, no, one of them got a root canal.

For this reason, the soymilk makers laughed like crazy and praised their uncle for being creative.

Wu Yiming had nothing to say, and rewarded the three armies with a wave of his big hand. First, he went to the hospital to deal with it anyway, and his uncle reimbursed the medical expenses, and then he ate his mother's food, vowing to eat until his flesh hurts.

The private room was set at the internet celebrity barbecue restaurant, but the team from Kele State rejected him.

In fact, Wu Yiming couldn't talk to Xie Lin. After everything was over, the sun was so bright and the sky was so clear that everyone was happy...but only this one was indifferent and didn't even look over.

……

Wu Yiming just sat with his uncle under an old locust tree with flourishing foliage and unknown annual rings, chasing Xie Lin's figure without blinking.

I don't know what the group of people are talking about, it seems that there is something wrong, except for Xie Lin, they are not very peaceful.

Pulling his gaze back, he saw Lin Dong's face in heavy snow.

Wu Yiming stood up suddenly, patted the dirt on his buttocks, and said he would go and have a look.

As soon as he moved, Chen Xi followed.

Lin Jiuxin still looked at Xie Lin like that, and only looked at him, no matter how deep he took a puff of smoke, no matter how thick and thick the smoke he exhaled, in the whiteness, it was still his stubborn eyes, nailing his brother.

"Brother Wang, didn't you see it all, we're just making fun of you? Isn't this an unexpected situation!" Zhao Xiao was a little annoyed after saying good things, "It's so big. Are you coming? I’m full?! It’s not like you didn’t listen to the phone on the car, we really don’t know!..."

"Don't mention this to me!" Wang Mang was also annoyed, and he waved his hand to cover the opponent's mouth: "Just say, who will pay me for the [-] kilometers of gas? I didn't come here to play football!... Fuck!"

He took a sharp breath, the corner of his mouth was pierced, and it hurt when he pulled it.

One yard counts for one yard, everyone is brothers when they are unanimously outside, and they are not farts when they are inward. For Wang Mang, a ball lunatic who is like taking medicine, he can't be happy.

"I'll pay, I can't fucking pay it all!" Zhao Xiao got excited and took out his mobile phone: "How much? I'll transfer the money to you now..."

"Fuck you! How much will you pay me?! Does mental damage count?" Wang Mang pointed to Huihui next to him: "Why do you go back on your word and say that if you don't fight, you won't fight? Seeing Xie Lin come back, I'm really fucking thinking that I've come all the way to find a girl... Oh shit!" Before she could finish speaking, Huihui pinched her around her waist and almost bit her tongue: "Anyway I have to hit this ball! If you don’t hit anyone, don’t leave.”

"...not buddies," Wu Yiming listened for a long time, but couldn't help it: "Brother Lin, his arm is hurt."

"Who are you?" Wang Mang called, and he didn't want to see a helper: "Smart or not? I've missed you by ten years, and this advantage is taken advantage of..."

"Okay, okay," Wu Yiming was speechless: "Can you and I, sir?"

"Your uncle!" Wang Mang cursed.

"Ah, it's my uncle." Wu Yiming deliberately turned on him.

"Fuck you..." Wang Mang went up to fight Wu Yiming, Chen Xi and Xie Lin said in unison, "I'll go!"

The two voices merged into one, overlapping and pressing together.

Xie Lin froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at this person.

"...I can also play." Attracting the attention of a group of people, Chen Xi was a little shy: "Billiards, right? I can, I can practice with you."

A skinny little boy, young and immature, who feels like he could fall apart if he scratched it, Wang Mang smiled dryly: "Boy, if you can hit the ball, you can play it. I can do a lot of stupid things in our shot like you." , show some face."

Chen Xi laughed when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows: "Then brother Wang, let's try it with us, and see if it can make me dumbfounded."

His tone was a little arrogant, even a little rough, a trace of doubt flashed in Wang Mang's eyes, and he began to look up and down this sissy.

Wu Yiming pointed at Chen Xi and put a label on him: "Just him, mahjong parlor, billiard hall, massage parlor...anything you want that is not serious." He suddenly changed the subject: "It's not about billiards! Don't get me wrong ...Damn, anyway, he is really good at playing! I haven't seen anyone in the south of the city who can play with him."

Wang Mang was a little dazed, turned his head and asked Xie Lin, "Really?"

"I look like you know?" The man choked on him.

It can be seen that everyone has put up with him to the limit, and Wang Mang didn't want to tear his face too much. The reality is that the training partner is disabled, so he can only retreat to find someone who can play to relieve his greed, but he made a request. Let Xie Lin sit with him and guide him.

If the injury is not allowed to be cured, first force to accompany the guest.

Even if it is sold, it can't be ruined like this. Li Dong sneered, and immediately exploded, and was pulled by Xie Lin.

"Let's go," he said.

A few people scattered towards the entrance of the building, and Wu Yiming went to look at Lin Jiuxin under the tree in some embarrassment. First, he had no reason to follow, and second, he had to invite a few brothers. There were so many things... Just such a second of hesitation, Lin Jiuxin called Xie Lin's name and came towards them.

"Go to the hospital?" Lin Jiuxin looked at Xie Lin and asked as he walked closer.

The other party didn't say anything.

Chen Xi glanced at Xie Lin, and answered for him: "No, go play."

"Treat the arm first." Lin Jiuxin frowned when he heard that, and lowered his head to take out his mobile phone: "I have a surgeon I know who is pretty good. It's not far from here. Take a taxi for ten..."

The sound of footsteps made him raise his head abruptly. Xie Lin had already walked around him for several steps. Lin Jiuxin immediately turned around and chased after him. He watched his left arm to pull it. Just as he touched it, he was slapped across the face.

It's not a matter of the strength of the slap, it's too unexpected.

Lin Jiuxin staggered and stood firm in front of Xie Lin. He was a little dazed and looked at this person blankly.

It was a face without a trace of expression, showing no emotion.

Lin Jiuxin suffocated his breath, and explained subconsciously: "Brother Lin, I..."

Crack again.

Lin Jiuxin was beaten to the side, Wu Yiming yelled and went up to stop him, but Zhao Xiao mingled in and kept Wu Yiming away from the two of them, fearing that he would hit Xie Lin seriously and hurt him that arm.

Just when Xie Lin raised his hand again, Wu Yiming shouted anxiously: "Don't, Brother Lin! Don't..."

Xie Lin ignored him and just smoked it.

The third slap.

"What the fuck are you doing! Don't be brothers anymore??" Wu Yiming was furious: "Is there anything you can't fucking say properly?! What the hell are you doing!!"

Lin Jiuxin's cheeks were flushed red, with fingerprints visible to the naked eye, his chest heaved and heaved, and it was obvious that he was panting rapidly and forcefully.

Put a finger in front of his eyes.

"Lin Jiuxin," the voice was weak but clear, Xie Lin pointed at him and said, "I advise you to stay away from me in the future, don't let me beat you every time I see you."

For a moment, Lin Jiuxin felt like his ears were ringing, and the surrounding voices suddenly became quieter. The less he could hear, the more he followed Xie Lin persistently, turning around with him, and following his steps...

Someone grabbed him, Lin Jiuxin turned around, Wu Yiming.

"What the hell are you doing?!" He pushed and shoved, but was entangled even tighter by this man.

Those people in front all looked back at them, only Xie Lin didn't even glance at them.

Chen Xi stopped, hesitating a little, Wu Yiming teased Lin Jiuxin, motioning him to leave quickly.

"Why are you going?!" Seeing that the people had almost left, Wu Yiming relaxed a bit: "Haven't you smoked enough yet?! Do you have to look for this meal?"

"Yeah," Lin Jiuxin yelled at him, "Let him smoke! If you smoke enough, you'll be relieved..."

"Is it enough?? Is it a fucking thing?!" His uncle was about to break his finger. From the time he received Xie Lin's call to now, he is still enough. His fire! Who can bear this matter?! You are as stubborn as a donkey, and you are expecting him to forgive you?! If I don’t smoke, I will break up with you bastard!"

Lin Jiuxin suddenly stopped and looked at Wu Yiming silently as if saying something terrible.

Wu Yiming was so frightened that he let go, and also looked at Lin Jiuxin.

The two just stared at each other.

In the distance, the soymilk makers were playing and chatting, only one or two looked towards them.

"...Well, didn't you say 'break up'?" Wu Yiming hurried back to make amends, knowing which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted: "Just give me more time and let Brother Lin take it easy... ...Hey? Where are you going?!"

It didn't look right, his uncle turned around, lowered his head and fiddled with his phone and walked out.

Wu Yiming rushed to the side in a hurry, squeezed over and saw that Chen Xi's phone was on the screen.

"Hold--"

He resolutely grabbed the phone, but was pushed violently by Lin Jiuxin, his feet shook, he accidentally stepped on a broken brick, and sat down on his buttocks, falling hard.

Nothing can be described as being angry, Wu Yiming simply couldn't understand: "Is this a matter of a while?? Are you in a hurry?? Can't you wait?! Brother Lin...give you two a little buffer, Take your time!"

Looking up, Lin Jiuxin was so condescending, covering him in the shadows, Wu Yiming watched the man wipe the corner of his mouth, and then licked it with the tip of his tongue.

It seemed to have been broken by Xie Lin's blows.

He took off his thumb, glanced at it, and put his hand in his trouser pocket.

"Impossible," he said, "there are no doors."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

After walking for a long time, Wu Yiming regained his composure, sat on the ground, and roared from behind——

"You are all fucking living ancestors! Alive!!"

The author says:

Happy Chinese New Year, babies!

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