I am forced to roll into a disk star leader

Pupil Fu Heihui didn't quite understand why these two strange uncles fell into a state of despair after he said hello. He only saw it after his father used all his wages to bet on horses and lost everything. .

"Leave them alone, we're going to eat hot pot tonight."

Fu Heihui let out a cry, and obediently sat in the back seat, while Qian Feng sat in the front seat, and she was relieved that she finally didn't have to sit crowded with the gorillas.

I'm sorry, Xiaohui, as a fairy godmother, my eldest brother just needs to help the fairy godmother share the firepower.

The two men who recovered from the shock turned their gazes to the pupil in the middle of the seat at the same time, and Fu Heihui, who was sitting upright, twitched his eyelashes.

For some reason, he always had a bad premonition, and as expected, these two strange uncles started their performance.

"Hey, kid Fuhei, why do you call me uncle? Do I look old?"

The person who asked the question was Gojo Satoru. He was under 24 years old this year, and he was young and beautiful. He couldn't accept that an elementary school student who was about to enter junior high school called him uncle.

But his legs were wide open, and they were all placed on Fu Heihui's legs. He was very informal and wild, and always gave people an offensive feeling of being invaded by the space.

Fu Heihui hugged the schoolbag calmly, and asked, "Godmother is my elder, Mr. Wutiao, you are godmother's friend, what should you call uncle?"

Gojo Satoru, who didn't want to become a junior, lost his temper.

Xia Youjie, who could only do it by himself, smiled at Fu Heihui because his best friend's cliché skills were too rubbish, "Little Fu Hei, what is your father's name? When did you know Qian Feng?"

Xia Youjie smiled flawlessly on the surface, but in fact he was trembling with nervousness. The face of the little boy really reminded him of bad memories.

Whether it was almost getting stabbed in the back a few years ago or coming home last month and being surrounded by some weird commercials, that muscular guy with all his sinews... feels weird.

"My father's name is Fuheshier." The boy's voice was very calm, just stating a fact.

Xia Youjie: "!"

Not only that, but the child Fu Heihui scratched his head and added: "My godmother and I have known each other since we were born."

Gojo Satoru: "!"

When was born?Could it be that this child was really born by Qianfeng? ?

Wujo Wutiao stood up suddenly, his head hit the roof of the car, and there was a loud bang, he shouted in disbelief, "Ten years ago, you were only 13 years old, and you were—just... ..."

"..." Qianfeng was very calm, leaning on the back of the car, without opening his eyelids, "Is the thing on your neck a melon? Don't disturb me, I'll sleep."

She put on the earphones, squinted her eyes and fell into a lethargic sleep.

"Let her sleep for a while, let's keep our voices quiet."

Xia Youjie smiled and comforted the child Fu Heihui who was frightened by Gojo Satoru. His calm posture, broad back, and kind smile seemed very reliable and worthy of respect, which made Fu Heihui feel good born.

The kid with the head of a sea urchin involuntarily leaned towards Xia Youjie, but was noticed by two scheming adults.

The corners of Xia Youjie's lips curled slightly, Gojo Wu's eyebrows frowned, his eyes collided, metal and fierce sparks flew everywhere.

The kid with the head of a sea urchin suddenly felt bad.

The next second, the white-haired man put his arms around his shoulders, pulled him over, and whispered in a soft voice.

"Hey, Megumi, do you like Edamame Daifuku? Uncle can buy you a box~"

Fu Heihui: "..."

He doesn't like sweet and greasy food, and why did he suddenly call him by his name? Is this person a little familiar? Fu Heihui, who has a strong sense of boundaries, frowned.

However, a strong force came from his right hand and pulled him away. Xia Youjie was smiling kindly at him.

"May I call you Hui? I heard that you like to eat ginger food. Later, that hot pot restaurant is very famous for its ginger roast pork."

Fu Heihui raised his eyebrows, not understanding their intentions, just about to speak, but his left hand was pulled again.

"Hui, do you like amusement parks? Uncle can rent out the whole amusement park and let Hui enjoy it alone~"

"Hui, don't listen to his nonsense. Is the pocket money enough? Tell Uncle Xia You if it's not enough."

Fu Heihui: "..." Illusions are all illusions.

......

In the silent rear seat, poor Fu Heihui was already dizzy with mosquito coils after a slap in the face. He was being pulled like a piece of parchment, and the two were still competing with him.

"enough!"

Following the boy's angry shout, the vehicle stopped abruptly, Qianfeng took off his earphones and blindfold, and asked in a daze.

"Reached?"

Huaguo gourmet hot pot is very popular in Liben.

The hot pot restaurant they reserved today is very popular, the heads in the store are surging, office workers in twos and threes raise their glasses to each other, and the dim lights pour down like water.

As soon as he entered the door, the domineering and warm aroma of prickly ash lingered on the corner of his clothes, and the bright red chili oil was very eye-catching. Qianfeng rubbed Fu Heihui's head.

"Xiaohui, I'll go get a number, you can play with the uncles for a while."

Fu Heihui: "..."

Although he really didn't want to stay by the side of these two strange uncles, but since the fairy godmother had spoken, he could only twist his eyebrows, hold the small brick red schoolbag tightly, and stay here.

Sure enough, they started harassing him again, pulling him and asking him everything, from where he lived to even asking—

"Hey, Hui, maybe one day I will become your godfather." The white-haired man said with a smile.

Fu Heihui clenched his fists tightly, he didn't want to have such an elder in the future, his stinky father and fairy godmother were enough to give him a headache, let alone this white-haired uncle, he felt like he would embarrass the nurse when he got older type.

He stared at Gojo Satoru vigilantly, "Impossible!" He looked like a cub whose territory had been violated.

But in the eyes of outsiders, it's like a child meeting a kidnapper.

"What are you doing?!"

A curly-haired young man wearing sunglasses came striding forward. He stood in front of Fu Heihui in a black jacket. He took off his sunglasses and stared seriously at the white-haired young man who was suspected of being a human trafficker.

"Uncle Matsuda?" Fu Heihui was a little confused, then his eyebrows stretched, and he softly called out to Qianfeng who was coming.

The curly-haired young man was Matsuda Jinpei. He and his girlfriend came to this prestigious hot pot restaurant for dinner after get off work. He didn't expect to meet his sister whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Qian Feng was a little embarrassed, but still smiled at his brother with a playful smile.

"Isn't this my dear brother~ and sister Qiansu, what a coincidence, why don't we set up a table together."

A few people sat on a table of eight immortals, with a steaming hot pot in the middle, and the atmosphere was stagnant than unmelted butter.

Matsuda Jinping snorted coldly, and preemptively said, "You haven't been home for so long, didn't you say that you are very busy? Still have time to come to this kind of online celebrity restaurant to eat hot pot?" People are timid.

Qianfeng rubbed his nose in embarrassment, just as he was about to explain, Gojo Satoru propped his chin and said with a smile, "Look at what brother said, you can come to eat hot pot if you are busy~"

Matsuda glanced at him expressionlessly, with who are you written in his eyes, then turned his head and continued to interrogate her.

"Tell me, what kind of work are you doing now? My aunt said that the money you send every month scares her." The curly-haired young man's expression became more serious, and he lowered his voice, "You still have time to turn around now."

Qianfeng: "?"

After receiving the seasoning prepared by Xia Youjie, Qian Feng was stunned, and began to think about how to explain that she went to the Metropolitan Police Department only two days ago and accepted the special meritorious service commendation banner from the city government.

Hagiwara Chihaya remembered something, brushed her long chestnut hair, then suddenly realized, and pulled Matsuda Jinpei's sleeve.

"I remembered that a few days ago the Metropolitan Police Department opened

At the People's Commendation Conference, I thought the CEO of Panxing Group looked very familiar when I saw it, but I didn't expect it to be a thousand winds. "

"Yes, I didn't stay to say hello because I had something to do at that time. I haven't seen Sister Qiansu for a long time. The group's autumn makeup gift box should be given to my sister as a present."

"Oh, what a shame."

"Because it's Chisu-san~"

Chikaze propped his chin, and blinked at Hagiwara Chihaya, the honey-like pupils glowed with different colors, the hearts of the three men tensed up instantly, only the innocent child Fukuroi was drinking the drink in confusion.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, and warned Qianfeng with his eyes not to emit hormones indiscriminately.

But Qianfeng didn't know why, so he bent his long legs and probed with his toes, but Qianfeng still didn't respond, he stepped up his strength, and she even smiled at him.

what happened?Is she provoking him?

At this time, Matsuda Jinpei finally came back to his senses. He was still immersed in the news that his younger sister had suddenly become the CEO of the group, and a dull pain hit his leg. He stared coldly at the white-haired man opposite.

But the white-haired man paid no attention to his knife-like gaze, and even kicked him harder. He groaned, suspecting that his calf was already green, but the white-haired man was still eyeing his sister.

What frivolity!

Matsuda Jinpei finally couldn't take it anymore, when the toe of the leather shoe was about to kick him again, he turned around and clamped the opponent's leg, just when he thought he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

The opponent's legs entangled and squeezed in with a fiery temperature. The tightly knotted muscles tightly suppressed him, making him unable to move at all.

Matsuda Jinpei: "!" It's disgusting!

On the opposite side, Gojo Wu's lips curled up slightly, a kind of secret excitement rose in his heart. I didn't expect Qianfeng to like this, but it was indeed very exciting.

In such a narrow, secret, and dark space, secretly doing some bad things, let his adrenaline surge, and his cheeks turned slightly pink.

He rubbed her calf, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, was it thicker than before?Obviously, he could hold it with one hand before.

"Hey, you are Baimao."

Are you calling him?

Gojo Satoru raised his head, and saw his brother Jiang staring at him with a distorted face. His handsome and elegant face looked like a ghost, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Qian Feng's elder brother is his elder brother, so he naturally has an obligation to care about his elder brother, "Brother Jiang, what's the matter with you?"

But brother Jiang's complexion became even more distorted, and he rolled his eyes and said, "Who is your brother, don't bark, and, you disgusting guy, how long are you going to hold my leg?"

Gojo Satoru looked down.

He was holding Brother Jiang's calf. Brother Jiang seemed to be a policeman. He paid more attention to exercise, and his calf muscles were tight. A man's legs, no wonder they are much thicker.

wait, man's legs...

Five thunders hit the top!

Pupil Earthquake!

Xia Youjie lowered his head slightly with his best friend's distorted expression of having eaten dog shit, biting his lips with his white teeth, and pinching his thigh with his hands desperately to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

But Matsuda Jinpei, who has turned on the indiscriminate attack mode, is already on top. He is very upset when he sees this small-eyed man. He has been mixing seasonings for his sister since just now, and handing chopsticks. Can contain so much affection.

So he aimed his artillery at Xia Youjie.

"And you, is she handless?"

Xia Youjie's body froze, he always felt that Matsuda's formation was fierce, especially like Qianfeng, and he couldn't refute it at all.

"Don't laugh at me here, I wanted to ask you just now." Matsuda Zhenping snorted coldly, "What is the relationship between the three of you?"

Qianfeng couldn't laugh anymore, the three of them were 70 years old together, but they were obediently being scolded here like elementary school students. Matsuda took a breath and turned his attention to Fu Heihui, who was still drinking carbonated drinks.

"Come on, Xiaohui, drink more water."

Fu Heihui froze for a moment, watching Matsuda Jinpei replace his drink, somewhat

Anxious but helpless.

"Boys should drink less drinks and be careful not to lose all their teeth, just like Qian Feng when he was a child."

Qianfeng: "..."

"Tell Uncle Matsuda, do you know these two uncles?"

Police officer Matsuda was smiling, and he played the tricks of intimidation and temptation with great proficiency. Fu Heihui only confided the truth after a little deliberation, and explained that they were vying to be his father.

Matsuda Jinpei's complexion darkened visibly to the naked eye, and his aura was like a volcanic eruption, and the mountain rain was about to come.

Qian Feng stretched out Erkang's hand with a serious face, "Brother, listen to my arguments."

"shut up."

The curly-haired young man had piercing eyes, creaking the bottle of shochu, and smiled evilly for a while.

"You two are men, so come and drink."

After drinking for three rounds, under Matsuda Jinpei's strong offensive, Gojo Satoru fell asleep on the table, the corners of his lips parted slightly, and transparent saliva flowed out.

He almost fell his head into the hot pot just now, and he was still talking about what he can do and what he can do best.

Xia Youjie was not much better either. His drinking capacity was much better than that of Wujo Satoru, but he was still not as good as Matsuda Jinpei, who had been in the Metropolitan Police Department for many years. His eyes could hardly be opened, and his fair skin showed pink.

"Brother is leaving...?"

"Who is your brother, huh, a bunch of little gangsters."

Matsuda Zhenping let out a cold snort, then slammed Qianfeng's face, and left with his girlfriend drunk.

"Anyway, next week is my aunt's birthday. You have to go back. You're getting old, so stop messing around!"

Qianfeng: "..."

All right, she looked back at the two unconscious men lying on the table, and felt a headache.

Fu Heihui also walked over timidly, tugged at the corner of her clothes, and said that she drank too much water and wanted to go to the toilet.

"Then you go to the bathroom, I'll check out."

The sky outside the window has completely darkened, and there are more and more customers in the hot pot restaurant, and the noise is endless.

But when she finished paying the bill and returned to the box, but Fu Heihui hadn't come back yet, the two men lay on the table in a daze.

Gojo Satoru hasn't woken up yet, still muttering about Brother Sauce.

Xia Youjie opened his eyes when she entered the door, his dark purple pupils glowed with moisture, and asked in confusion.

"have they gone?"

Qianfeng propped his chin and said no, feeling a little strange, Fu Heihui hasn't come back for so long, could it be that there is something wrong with his gastrointestinal system?

After a while, there was a knock on the box door.

Qianfeng opened the door, and there was no one in the aisle on the second floor. A bleak wind blew, and a note lay on the cold ground.

The handwriting on the white paper was very scribbled.

——Follow the guidance, you don’t want him to have an accident, do you?

There is also a freshly released photo on the back. Xiao Hui closed her eyes and passed out on the ground, her hands were severely strangled by the hemp rope, and his skin under the flash light in the dark was particularly miserable.

——Fu Heihui was kidnapped.