God of Life

He Mengxing rushed to the fifth floor and saw the scene of his emotional collapse at first sight.

Wang Yan backed up against the wall to support his body, put his right hand in his trouser pocket, and held his sister in his left hand.

And He Xiao Deer drank like a soup of Ecstasy. He squeezed Wang Yan tightly and buried his head in the boy's arms.

Damn it!

Let go of my sister!

“What's going on? ”

The sound of anxiety arrives one step at a time before the person rushes past.

The Gujia book, Yu Qiuli and a vote of boys are even more foolish. Wang Yan has been impressed with the Five Bodies of Drop.

Brother, if you find it hard to get laid in his dreams, you can change your target and fuck his sister right away?!

She's still a child!

Snorkel...

I don't know who the bastard is who swallowed it, but someone swallowed it.

Instead, Rich Brother didn't think about it so much, he saw Ho Meng and made a brief statement.

“Deer was in a bad mood, he filled himself with a bottle of beer, walked the wrong way to the fifth floor, almost dragged into the house by the fat man to accompany him. I saw him on the phone, followed him in time and stopped him. Man in there, you handle it. ”

He Meng rushed over to retrieve his sister and found the dead child grinning with his mouth.

The fairy is gone, and now she's a drunk cat.

“Deer, Deer?! How are you? Where did he drag you? ”

He Meng really has nothing to say to his sister, anxiety is not fake.

He Xiaolu was half drunk, didn't react to any other problems, but suddenly he whispered, grieving at Barra: “My arm hurts...”

He Meng hastily pulled off her sleeve and found a piece of purple.

Let it go, and the fire will come up.

The manager had received a message and rushed in from the office, just in time.

Take a look at the distance and directly recognize the ancient book, the expression is instantly painful.

“Ouch! When did you arrive? The shop is not very welcoming, not very welcoming... What is the specific situation, you tell me? I'll handle it!”

Gujia's expression was violent, and Zhang Zhang's teeth danced claws: “Do you handle a barren one? Grass! How dare you touch my classmate's sister..."

He Meng ignored him at all. He handed his sister over to Xiaomi to look after her. He shoved the door open.

Wang Yan woke up half the time ago and now he has only a headache. He is discussing with his brothers how to fix it.

“When will Brother Long come? ”

“That kid is evil. Better not get involved with Brother Long, right? ”

“Third Brother, if you can't wait, take a soft one, let's just slip away and say something else...”

“I fucking know! Relax NMLGB, I'll carry it myself! I've been walking in the river and lake for years...”

As he muttered, the door was pushed open again, rushing into a beautiful girl with a killer face mask.

“Who touched my sister? Stand up! ”

As soon as I hear from you, yes, the Lord is here.

He Meng is not only beautiful, but also a kind of inviolable nobility, plus Wang Yan hit the bottom before, so that everyone understand--

Suke is another young lady.

Mother!

I really kicked the steel plate today...

Fat Lao smiled and clicked a big bow: "I'm sorry! I just drank too much and thought your sister was in the store... uh, anyway, I'm blind, your adult has a lot, I have made amends for you! ”

Bang, bang! Pfft!

While apologizing, he riveted and slapped himself in the face three times.

He dreamt suddenly.

That's it?

And then what?

What should I do?

She really didn't know how to go on with her dreams rushing in with anger, her severe lack of experience in dealing with such incidents, and the other party's softness and determination.

These gangsters from the 20s to the 35th section, all of them are old oil strips, bragging the beef to extinguish the gods, drinking and fainting, but once sober, the old dog suddenly slipped like mud.

Otherwise, Wang Yan would not have responded that way.

- If the room is a bunch of kids under the age of 18, please don't beep useless, lock the house door and call security outside.

How dare you pretend to be a godfather?

His eyes were red, and his father stood there with a knife.

This is both a social experience and a grasp of humanity.

So, much less can cope, doesn't mean Ho Meng can cope as well —— the power behind it is stronger, and it won't be all for nothing.

At a moment of hesitation, He Meng eventually chose the same harsh punishment in her view.

“Get out and apologize to my sister! ”

“Hey, good, good! ”

Fat threesome nodded with even a little joy on his fat face full of grease.

The young man shook his head in silence, but did not come forward to draw his fingers and feet.

All the brothers who can do it, the rest is their own business, how can you do it? As an outsider, you can't be strong.

But Gujia obviously doesn't think so.

The fat man, shrugging his head like a third grandson, was immediately glancing at the manager's ancient book, Savior, and was about to rush up.

“CNMD, is that you touching my sister? Come here. Come here. Come here. ”

How is it possible for the manager and the security guard to flush the ancient book?

You don't have to fight anymore.

“Hey, Gu Xiao, Gu Xiao, don't be impulsive! Have something to say...”

The manager hastily grabbed his big head, but pressed the gourd to raise the lady - Kai and Wang Yonglei rushed up in the air.

Duang, Duang!

One foot at a time.

Gu Jia's book didn't seem messy enough. He shouted: “Fight! Kill the grandson! It's on me! ”

He Meng didn't react. Two more boys rushed up and four circles kicked Fatty to death.

Wang Yan did not persuade him to stand outside and watch.

In fact, I don't like the current development, it's too messy and easy to have accidents, but I don't think there should be any big problems, so I can stay aside.

The fat man was bare, and since he knew that the opposite side could not provoke him, he had no mind to resist.

Squat down, hold your head in your hands, and shrink the hammer.

By the time Wang Yonglei was pulled apart by the waiter, there were a lot of them. He could have had ten feet and were covered in footprints.

What looks gray and dirty, how miserable it is, is actually not hurt at all.

Until he was beaten up, his bones climbed up, his hips bowed, and the group bowed.

“I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm out of here. ”

He Meng's fire was almost extinguished, and he didn't say another word.

Gujia satisfied his face and was no longer so grumpy. Finally, he put a harsh phrase: “Get lost! MGBD, you're dead today! ”

“Yes, yes, thank you. Thank you. I'll be right out! ”

The three fat men swung back to the room with their necks shrunk and the boys suddenly got up.

“Dog basket! ”

“Who dares to touch us like a B? ”

“Nothing! ”

The whispers went on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on.

Young Master only thought it was funny.

It doesn't hurt. It doesn't itch. So you just float?

All you see is the frivolity of a fat, dead man. Do you know how fierce gangsters can be in the face of ordinary people?

Little punishment, this little man's blessing too.

You didn't do it, now you're proud of a lantern?!

Wang Yan was very dissatisfied with the outcome, but had to admire the survival wisdom of the fat man.

Never mind if these gangsters are in love with each other after drinking too much, it is really stretchable to touch things.

In fact, they are not without roots. The name of Brother Long in the coking coal factory, Wang Yan has heard of it. It is the number one figure in the drum corner.

But after finding out that he had just not won, Fatty would rather admit to beating, not move out of Brother Long, to prevent fuelling the contradictions, and not give Brother trouble, which is quite clever.

Fat bastard, you really are a talent in the door!

I don't know how many social beatings it took to practice...

Unsatisfied is not satisfied, but Wang Yan did not look for any more pleasure, nothing to cause, nothing to fear, is the code of conduct of rich brother walking the river and lake.

……

Fatty went back to the house to say hello, packed up a bunch of assholes, and went right out.

One, two, three... six...

Seven fat men walked out of the room!

One wears a family heirloom mink, some wears an ancestral gold chain, and some has a history tattoo on his neck. The common denominator is that he doesn't look like a good person.

Whoops!

Wang Yonglei swallowed an uncontrolled sip and his scalp was numb.

A few of the boys who had just beeped, the subconscious moved a little bit back, to get out of the way.

Mother!

What did I just do?

At last, everyone realizes the real battle power contrast - if they do fight, they're afraid they'll be hammered to shit?!

Oops, lucky for the ancient beef!

Wang Yonglei, Xiao Kai and others looked at each other happily and later afraid, feeling the vest slightly perspiring.

Of course, Gujia is not afraid of the other party's crowd, the bottom gas stood at the fork waist, in the manager's laughter, gauged each other with a grin: “Be damn careful of me in the future! ”

The gangsters chewed their teeth and held their fire outside, ignoring Gujia books.

There are wrongdoers, there are debtors, don't say it is done now, even if it is not done, as long as they do not forcibly come forward, they will not be found.

So one by one is still very cocky, with no one to lose sight of.

Then, just walking out of the crowd, I saw Wang Yan standing quietly beside the wall.

Three fat men immediately paralyzed in the arms of their brothers, crippled and strenuously walked forward.

The rest of the gangsters shrunk their heads and nodded and laughed a lot less, as if suddenly they had changed from wolves to huskies who worked hard to please their masters.

They're old gas bars. They can always tell the difference between who's real and who's stupid.

Little beeps like Gujia's with teeth dancing claws are not to be feared, and they haven't experienced much of a scene at first glance.

Juveniles in front of them are different, with unpredictable depth and cold, poisonous eyes, all the time disturbing.

The classmates saw the mix-up change, and it was all over.

What happened before we got up here?!

He Meng finally failed to control his expression and stared stunnedly - for the first time in her life, she fainted in front of outsiders.

Prior to the scene, she understood the rescue of the deer as “Wang Yan stopped each other in time and told her that the deer was not a KTV employee and that the fat man was ashamed to stop”.

Now it looks like… is not that simple?!

He Meng put his lower lip back in his mouth for a moment, and everyone familiar with it knew that it was a small move that she would have had when she was truly overwhelmed.

She suddenly realized that Wang Yan's mystery might have exceeded her imagination limit.

Gu Jia books frowned tightly and his expression was uncertain.

He didn't feel anything when the gangsters ignored him. The winner should be generous!

However, watching the fun play with Wang Yan again was a bit unbearable.

What's wrong with all of them?

Why can't you tell the difference between a king and a king?

Mudd, retard!

Just as the ancient book began to get a little grumpy, the elevator door across the hall suddenly opened, coming down to four or five big men.

Headed by a black page, black mink coat, black pants, black cloth shoes, half sleeve pure black T-shirt arched with a circular arc at the height of the belly, an armpit clamped with a drum bag of black pure leather, the only bright color all over the body is the Golden Guan duo pendant hanging around the neck.

In Wang Yanyu's eyes, the image of the blacksmith is so dirty, but in the drum corner, the image is the most mixed.

“What's going on? Who did you hit, Sandy? ”

The blacksmith froze and asked in silence.

As soon as Sanfat saw the black pages, it was like seeing his own father who had been separated for years before he started to swallow: “Brother Long...”

But crying comes down to crying, and he dares not say why.

First it was embarrassing, and second it really didn't want to talk to Wang Yanbei.

Those little princesses, young master, who is the richest, can't tell, but he knows exactly who is the hardest to mess with.

The legend of Jianghu always says who and who are in danger, face many enemy faces do not change color, but in the view of the three fat people who have mixed more than 10 years of Jianghu, it is really possible to do not fear, five fingers are not enough.

At the very least, Brother Long couldn't do it in front of him. He was blocked by the opposite leader and turned around and ran.

So, don't give Brother any trouble...

Triple Fatty won't say, and he squeezed his eyebrows and glanced, and Lung immediately understood - what happened today is ignored, and the opposite side is very hard!

Nice work!

Brother Long replied with praise to the three fat men, but reprimanded him: "All day and all night! ”

And then I looked up and looked up at the other kid, and I saw who was in charge, and I was going to go round the scene.

Big brother in the grey zone, it's just a scene.

Little brothers can't come for help, brothers will chill, peers will laugh.

Losing face is weakening.

Likewise, since people are here, even if the other party is hard, you should put the scene round, otherwise it seems as if you are afraid of who.

He was measuring and figuring out how to open it, and suddenly he had a big head across the street.

“What do you see?! ”

(Chuckles)

Kids nowadays don't talk about the rules of the river and the lake...

How the fuck do you answer that?

Brother Long is stuck.

The younger brother wasn't used to it. He stuck his neck and went up: "Look at you! ”

Gujia's heart was not following suit, and he immediately did not hesitate to copy the phone dial: “Where are we? ”

Yo?

Bear children are not stupid, they know to shake people early...

Brother Long frowned: "Little brother, whose child are you? Don't flush the Dragon King Temple with water and hit your own family. ”

“Who the fuck are you with? ”

Gujia smiled and sprayed: “Years old, I come to my house to worship the pier, there's no such thing as you bullying little girls! ”

The tone is crazy, but the ancient book is really breathtaking.

Whether the Guest comes home for New Year's Eve or goes out for New Year's Eve with his father, he hasn't seen Brother Long in front of him.

As for the so-called Sanlong Erhu on the road... it's bullshit!

That's a dozen drum horns in total. I'm counting. You're not one of them.

The more Gujia thought about it, the more it made sense, so it shook up completely.

“My men raise a bunch of junk and drink six with me. Who are you? ”

When a child repeatedly punched him in the face, Brother Long finally couldn't hang on, waved his hand, indicating the little ones.

“Press them down, drive them back to the compartment and block the door! Today, I want their parents to come and get them! ”

In other words, don't do it.

It can be seen that Brother Long is still very proportionate, just fighting for a face.

The boys suddenly felt their eyebrows raised and smiled and turned around.

Only Fatty was a little hesitant and hesitated to warn him that the stuffy gourd on the wall was the rightful one, most frightening.

Just at this moment, Gujia's book blew up: “I'll see which of you dares touch me! My father is Guxuan! ”

Brother Long stunned, then grinned his teeth, laughing both lightly and quietly.

“I said you have such a big head... OK, call your father, I have to ask Gu Big Head personally how to educate the child! ”

Gu Jia Shu suddenly disappeared and felt that things should not develop this way.

Who the hell are you?

In the blink of an eye, the situation suddenly turned downward, and a group of nascent chickens were just freshmen, finally panicking.