novelraw Chapter 869: The Tattoo Years of Secondary Two Boys
Chapter 869: The Tattoo Years of Secondary Two Boys
Chapter 869
Xiaoqian's voice came from a high place.
"Stop the ink, get rid of them quickly, I'm still hungry."
Looking up along the sound, I saw a roof that had not been demolished, Xiaoqian sat on it and watched the excitement.
She would really find a place to find a field of vision so that she could appreciate Yu Minglang's heroic postures playing with these people, without letting her get involved in this dispute.
"Telling! The wife said she was hungry, then I won't play with you!" Yu Minglang kissed Xiaoqian.
The dignity of being a gangster is trampled on to such a point, it is simply too hurt to self-esteem!
"Come on! Hit him!" When the boss said something out of breath, then several people rushed over.
Don’t say it’s physical exhaustion like this, just relying on these few people to be clear without physical exhaustion, that is also a fantasy.
Yu Minglang ended the battle in less than three minutes, and stepped on the waist of the bully boss, and the other two bullies couldn't get up.
Lying on the ground and humming, it’s not easy to do anything now, there is such a big risk to be a little scorpion!
Xiaoqian climbed down from the roof, walked over and looked at the embarrassment of the three people, and snorted from her nostrils.
"Trash. It's not good to do something with hands and feet, you have to do such a shameful deed!"
"Sister, we were wrong! We are also forced by life. Let us go!"
The **** who was stepped on by Yu Minglang begged bitterly.
Xiaoqian had no sympathy for them, she turned her head and said to Ming Lang with a cold face.
"I want to check this out!"
No matter what kind of backstage is behind Zhao Dapao, these people must be taken honestly all at once.
"...Hey."
Yu Minglang shook his head.
It is troublesome to cooperate with the transcript or something.
Still let people not eat?
Yu Minglang rolled his eyes, and the little bad water in his stomach was bubbling, thinking about it.
The three gangsters only looked at Yu Minglang with a sly smile, and suddenly felt a cool breeze on his back.
He, what is he going to do?
"Daughter-in-law, turn around, the next picture is not suitable for beautiful women!" Yu Minglang said to Xiaoqian.
A few minutes later, Yu Minglang was refreshed and humming a little song to carry his little beauty, and drove the car towards the place to eat.
In that chaotic city and village, three men who were stripped of only small pants were tied into a back-to-back triangle shape. A rope tied them tightly, and the other part of the rope was fixed to a tree. .
The mouth was stuffed with socks pulled from their feet, and there were handwritings written with a neutral pen on their bodies.
Sister, come and have fun?
They desperately uttered a cry for help. The sultry weather made the smelly socks that were not clean in their mouths moldy, and the stomach churned.
Until half an hour later, a migrant worker's wife who had just finished eating swayed towards this side with a lunch box, and it was at least 140 kilograms by visual inspection.
But when she came here, when she saw the trivial man, the fat woman screamed.
"Ah! Come on, there are blind people here!"
Woohoo! We are just scumbags, we are not blind people!
All the explanations were sealed in stinky socks, a few sturdy migrant workers walked over after hearing the sound, and seeing the appearance of these three people, the strongest one stared.
"They think my wife is pretty and want to bully her?"
Hey! Your daughter-in-law is over 140, bully a basket! People are a tasteful bastard! It's a pity that the mouths of tasteful **** are so tightly blocked that they can't hear anything at all.
They were greeted by the iron fists of migrant workers who were eager to protect their wives. In the punches and kicks, these people showed two ideas in line with core values.
First, protecting your wife is irrespective of occupation.
Secondly, migrant workers are a very united group. When one party is in trouble, all parties are on their feet.
In the car, Xiaoqiang asked Xiaomei.
"Just forget it?"
"We will punish Zhao Dapao for buying murder and beating people. The people behind him will probably not let him fail. Zhao Dapao probably won't confess the mysterious person, so it's useless if we go there. I will look for it later. The mysterious man behind the scenes settled the accounts."
Xiaoqian must avenge her grudges, and there is never a saying that forgiveness exists.
Holding the phone, I sent a text message to the strange number that I called that day, leaving the number of Professor Liu, and the text message was just one line.
Report my name and ask her to treat your daughter for theft.
Xiaoqiang smiled, this is his wife, she has a personality, she keeps everything in her heart, rewards and punishments are clear.
"Big brother, it's me—what, Zhao Dapao has gone abroad?" Xiaoqiang answered a call from his eldest brother.
Xiaoqian looked sideways, curled up the corners of her mouth, it was exactly the same as she thought.
After the three mixed in, they will definitely confess that Zhao Dapao instigated him, but he ran fast.
"Let’s run, the monk also ran away from the temple? Isn’t his family’s business still there? I don’t need to say what to do, you can handle it at your discretion. There can be legitimate competition in the mall...well, When Zhao Dapao returns to China, he will hold it down for me immediately.
Xiaoqian quietly listened to his strategizing, and went to the ground to get down to Zhao Cannon, but it was obvious that the people behind the scenes were still at large.
Xiaoqiang will be very handsome as long as he is serious, and he will call back to the prototype as soon as he puts on the phone.
"Our workers have power, hey, our workers have power!"
"What kind of thing is singing, it shouldn't be scene at all." Xiaoqian vomited mercilessly.
"Then you sing one for brother!"
Xiaoqian is probably comfortable with the handsome look of him, so she can sing, who is afraid of whom!
"Wait for me to find out if there are any songs with a little bit of music." Xiaoqian flipped over the disk on the flip car, found a foreign Di tune, followed the rhythm of the drum beat, and played him directly.
"The sword rages on the snow, the wing, the carved mountain is heroic, the sky rushes into the sky, the fire churns and then burns, the sea sets off ten thousand feet, the sword mountain and the sea of fire will rush you through ten thousand arrows, all alone, blocking the blood and flowing with the wind~"
Qian always doesn't call Mai easily, just one call can stop people. Yu Minglang just looks like the domineering president possesses, hum, this kind of situation is the most suitable in case, it is completely the tattoo years of the second-year young man!
He was trembling at the steering wheel stimulated by her and almost hit the safety island.
Xiaoqian stopped and looked at him unhappy.
"Can you drive well?"
Xiaoqiang swallowed, "Daughter-in-law, you...you didn't carry me to work in Hall D, right?"
This effect is also amazing.
Xiaoqian snorted, what is that thing in Hall D, in her eyes it is an outdated thing.
"Daughter-in-law, go on, don't stop!"
I haven’t heard enough yet.
Xiaoqian looked at him obliquely, Yu Minglang, do you have today too?
This shameless guy, don’t stop when he yells?
This calf likes to brake quickly, let her say this wickedly, and go on strike if she doesn’t say a few nice words. Now Qian always looks at his face, and feels all sorts of joys in her heart not to explain.
For this joy, President Qian insisted on holding back all the way, only sang the beginning but not the end, love it!
From today, the author will go abroad with the website to collect styles. The time period is one week. All updates are made on a regular basis and will not be interrupted.
(End of this chapter)