Sister, you miss me

Watching Zhang Xiaonan walk into the gate of Chunyuanshu District in Bieyang, Yang Feng turned the front of the Poussin car and said to himself: "I didn't expect her family to be here, she should be a rich man."

"Are you tempted? You have everything after you married." Qin Xue teased.

"Fuck you." Yang Feng gave Qin Xue a slanted look: "In your eyes, is your brother a soft food?"

"Hehe, that's not necessarily." Qin Xue squeezed a narrow smile: "However, the times are different, and a man is not ashamed of eating soft food."

Yang Feng laughed loudly: "Where did this set of values ​​come from?"

"Of course it was concluded through in-depth observation?"

"What to observe?"

"In today's society."

Yang Feng nodded: "What you observe is indeed profound."

Qin Xue pursed her mouth and smiled: "That's right, you say yes, is there anyone else?"

"Xiong Lie."

Qin Xue nodded slightly, and suddenly asked, "What are you and Xiong Lie in now?"

"The turn of the year."

"Huh?" Qin Xue was shocked, "Brother, that big gangster old bastard actually talked to you... You still have an intersection with him, be careful of those who get close to the ink and go astray."

"Don't worry, your brother, I still have the strength." Yang Feng shook his head and said, "Look at me in the powder pile all day, and I've been in the tens of thousands of flowers. It's not that a leaf doesn't touch my body."

Qin Xueqiao blushed: "You want to touch yourself, even if you don't find the right target, you can't afford to be brazen."

Yang Feng said with a humble smile: "Sister Xue, who knows me, too."

"Virtue!" Qin Xue smiled sweetly, and then looked down: "Brother, you shouldn't let her have illusions."

Yang Feng smiled but smiled, "Why are you giving her a fantasy?"

Qin Xue bit her lip and tweeted: "You... hate it."

...

Gao Qinsheng really couldn't stand it anymore. Yang Feng played with applause and asked what he wanted. The harem also showed signs of restlessness. So he went to the provincial capital.

As a result, the old TCM doctors at the Provincial City Hospital couldn't help but feel that Yang Feng's therapy was unique and brilliant, and might have some effect.

Therefore, Gao Qinsheng called Yang Feng on the way back, disappointed.

Yang Feng is on his way to the cake room.

Because of Yang Feng's shotgun change, from the 28th donkey to the four-wheeled Poussin, the sense of superiority is not generally good.

Since having a car, Yang Feng has emptied a Bluetooth headset from Gao Xiaobao's stolen goods, so when driving, he only needs one button to answer the phone.

The approachable voice of County Magistrate Gao came from the headset: "Xiao Yang, when will I be free, come and treat me again?"

"When I call, I will arrange the time." Yang Feng said coldly.

...

After returning, she thought that Sun Shuzhen was just talking angry, but she didn't expect that her belongings would be thrown in the corridor when she returned home.

He returned and stopped his anger: "Grass mud horse, is Lao Tzu a tenant? Even if it is a tenant, Lao Tzu has not owed a month's rent."

Going crazy, he punched and kicked Wang Li's anti-theft door. As a result, he only sucked in pain. Gao Qinsheng sat in the corner of the wall, covering his face with his hands.

After sniffing his nose, he quickly flipped out his wallet to see that there were only five old people's heads inside. When he touched the 64 police pistol on his waist, Gao Qinsheng felt quite calm.

In the 1910 bar, Gao Qinsheng sits all afternoon.

On Saturday afternoon, Yang Feng will still work part-time in the cake room, and he is very popular.

Because of his presence, the bakery's sales in one afternoon will exceed the sum of five days in the week, so Yang Feng is basically a human-shaped cash machine.

Especially after the school violence incident, Yang Feng's popularity reached unprecedented heights, of course among female school girls.

After a busy afternoon, I sent away a group of reluctant school girls. Then, Wang Yufeng, Meng Yi, Jia Zhengjin, and Bi Dejin threw Yang Feng away.

Although he is a bit busy, he has money to make money. Everyone, including Chen Lin, is full of joy.

Putting down Yang Feng, Wang Yufeng suggested a dinner. The other apprentices naturally had no objection, but Chen Lin shook her head: "Let’s go another day, today’s business is very good. Keep it."

"This……"

Wang Yufeng was about to say something, but Chen Lin interrupted: "Don't worry, everyone's bonus is indispensable."

As a result, several talents left happily.

Chen Lin went in to do the account. Yang Feng packed up outside, but he didn't pack it properly when he heard Chen Lin call him.

"Sister Lin..."

Chen Lin was wearing black-rimmed glasses and a suit and skirt. Sitting in front of the computer, with her fist against her chin, she murmured: "Suddenly want to eat stinky tofu. Go buy two copies."

Yang Feng smiled: "Do you want Yida?"

"No, keep it ready."

Yang Feng had just left home when a man in a jacket, carrying a bottle of wine, walking and posing, entered the cake room.

Chen Lin in the office heard the noise and shouted "Yang Feng". No one answered. Then, an unforgettable man appeared in front of her.

Once the unforgettable love, now it is the unforgettable hate.

"What are you doing?" Chen Lin stood up with a cold voice.

"Linlin..." Turned back, with red eyes, he stopped talking.

"You are not welcome here, please leave immediately." Chen Lin's eyes were red, and she pointed to the door and shouted.

"Linlin..."

"Stop, don't come over!"

"I was wrong, I regret it, please give me a chance and we will do it again."

Although it seems to have drunk a lot of wine after returning, he still speaks clearly.

"Dreaming, the moment Chen Lin signed the divorce letter, she was already dead."

She shook her head, suddenly dropped the wine bottle, rushed over, and began to tear Chen Lin's clothes.

"Asshole, get out of here, ah—"

"Linlin, you are mine, you will always be mine."

"Slap!" Chen Lin slapped the return slaplessly, and cursed at the same time: "Beast, beast."

After returning, Zhi stroking his hot cheeks, suddenly let out a strange smile, and then Shi Shiran drew his gun and put it on Chen Lin's temple.

Being held by a gun, Chen Lin did not dare to move.

A violent pleasure flashed in Guizhi's eyes: "Linlin, I want to see if you would rather die than follow?"

"You bastard." The claws that felt the return pressed on her roundness, Chen Lin gritted her teeth, and the big teardrops rolled down, "Turtle son, you shoot, shoot!"

After returning, she pulled off Chen Lin's white shirt and bit her ear: "What is the hurry, let me first see how you are being cultivated by Gao Qinsheng?"

With that said, he returned with a gun against Chen Lin's forehead, forced her to the corner, and covered it with one hand rudely and brutally.

Chen Lin closed her eyes and wept, her tongue was bitten by her teeth.

"Beast!" A loud shout sounded in the office.

"Yang Feng..." Chen Lin wept with joy.

When Yang Feng saw the scene in front of him, almost Qiqiao was in smoke.

Before returning, Yang Feng grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him over, followed by a swift and unmatched straight fist, hitting the bridge of the opponent's nose.

After returning, he immediately covered his nose and sat down on the ground without saying a word.

Yang Feng came to Chen Lin, picked up the suit and covered her upper body, and asked with concern: "Sister Lin, are you all right!"

Chen Lin just cried and shook her head: "Yang Feng, he just returned."

It turned out that he just returned, that is, handing over the flower-like sister Lin, the son of a tortoise son, and he was about to scold him when he turned around.

"Yang Feng be careful."

Before Chen Lin had finished speaking, she heard a cry of return and stopped. Looking around, it turned out that Yang Feng had already grabbed the gun and pinned the right hand of the return.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng slapped his face unceremoniously, not very loud, but heavy.

Puff puff--

The sound was muffled, and after less than ten times, it turned into a pig's head.

"Yang Feng, don't fight, he is a policeman."

Yang Feng stopped, and then he remembered that this servant still had the identity of a policeman, but Yang Feng immediately thought of the five bans of the Ministry of Public Security, thinking of this turtle son, he did not dare to make a big deal.

He expected to return and smiled madly: "Yang Feng, right? It's fun to pick up the tray, right? Laozi's broken shoes are comfortable to wear?"

"You..." Yang Feng wanted to fight, but Chen Lin grabbed her arm. Seeing Chen Lin's face covered with tears, Yang Feng really didn't want to give her kindness.

"Haha, Chen Lin, that bastard Gao Qinsheng can't satisfy you, so, you found another boy chicken, how about it, very refreshing..."

This boy is really cheap, Yang Feng can't bear it, hate his feet, and kick back four or five meters until he is blocked by a wall.

When he returned, he coughed out a mouthful of blood, and couldn't help but nodded: "Good fight, I want you to go to jail!" After speaking slowly, he took out his cell phone and dialed a series of numbers: "Director Feng, I was beaten. Your jurisdiction."

Chen Lin was filled with righteous indignation and cursed: "Go back, you are shameless."

Return to stop with a gloomy smile: "Chen Lin, you can't fight, you will never fight me."

"Yang Feng, you run!" Chen Lin was in a mess at this time.

"Why run?"

"You beat the police and you are still a detective captain."

"So what? He has a bad appearance, drunk and brought a gun. It was he who violated the rules. I was a legitimate defense and I was brave enough to do justice."

"But who believes you!" Chen Lin almost cried.

After returning, the disgusting voice sounded again: "Linlin understands that you are really naive, I admit that you are right, but do you have a chance to say it? Does anyone listen?"

Hearing this, Yang Feng clenched his fists and smiled faintly at Chen Lin: "Okay, let's see who laughs last."

Just after returning, a police Toyota stopped at the door, and two police officers, one old and one young, came in with a chill.

The old policeman was really surprised when he saw that he was sitting on the ground, his cheeks were red and swollen, and his nose collapsed.

"Return to the team, what are you?"

He pointed to Yang Feng: "I was beaten by this kid after I made my identity known, Lao Feng, let's take care of it!"

Chen Lin immediately blocked Yang Feng behind her, like a hen protecting the cub: "Comrade police, this person is going to bully me. Yang Feng had to act to save me."

Director Feng shook his head and looked at the return: "Return to the team, let's take you to the hospital first."

He stopped and nodded: "Take this kid back to me and take care of him."

The little policeman held on to the return, and Chen Lin shouted behind her: "Return, you are not as good as a beast."

After returning, he smiled without looking back: "Chen Lin, fight with me, you will always lose, besides, hate will always last longer than love. This is also a way for you to remember me."