Urban Romance

[The text of Chapter 1]

131 Chapter 130

Su Ke's smiling human and beast are harmless. He is very kind. He leaned on the back of the sofa, the light reflected on his face, the smile on one side was bright, and the other was dark and gloomy.

"Pop!", Crisp and sudden.

Hong Chen waved his small hand, and slap Zhang Wenlong's disgusting fat face severely, slap with his hands up and down. Zhang Wenlong, who had a false apology, suddenly wailed.

Nasal bone fractures did not need to be cast. Yesterday, I just used special tools to straighten the broken bones. This slap was suddenly shifted again. He hurt like a pig.

"You ---!" Zhang Wenlong covered his nose with one hand, and his tears all hurt. He just said it casually, in order to let Hong Chen's bank card be really beaten.

As soon as his eyes glared, his right hand was raised conditionedly.

"Cough!" Su Ke's throat seemed a little uncomfortable, he coughed twice, and the eyes in his eyes came with surprise. I did not expect that Hong Chen's hot temperament was really strong. This slap was heard in the ear, and even let I felt hot on my face, but after all, if I hadn't signaled it myself, I'm afraid Hong Chen hadn't been so straightforward.

Seeing Zhang Wenlong's tendency to become angry, he coughed twice quickly to remind him of his existence.

"Eh!" Zhang Wenlong acted, and his raised right hand stopped awkwardly in the air, and then dropped very awkwardly. The anger look on his face had disappeared again, but he couldn't wait to sacrifice Su Ke.

I thought that if it wasn't for Su Ke's words just now, lending to the girl with 800 courage, I would never dare to be so presumptuous, but this is the way people are, the lower you are, the more others will treat you as a soft persimmon. Ren Shan was deceived and Ma Shan was riding. Although this slap was hit by Hong Chen, he suddenly set off Su Ke's arrogance.

With Liu Feihong behind, a phone call could be called Ma Meng, a majestic grandfather on the road. Think of it here, even if Zhang Wenlong vomits three liters of blood, he must first swallow this breath.

"Fuck, feng shui turns, there is the day you fell in the hands of Lao Tzu!" Zhang Wenlong cursed inwardly, but his mouth continued: "Ha ha, good fight, have you lost your breath? If you have not lost your breath, come again Slap, brother, I deserve it! "

Hong Chen just slaps with the power of feeding milk and sends out with hate. With a slap down, most of the anger in her heart has disappeared, but after the fight, her heart was suddenly upset, uneasy and afraid. Because of his impulse, he caused trouble for Su Ke and himself.

Who knows, Zhang Wenlong was born with this slap, and instead of jumping like thunder, he looked like a docile little sheep. He had a bit of masochism, and took a quick glance at Su Ke.

At this time, Su Ke had already picked up the bank card on the coffee table. The rectangular card was exquisite and very brand new. Thinking of 100,000 pieces inside, I couldn't help sneering. It was too easy to make money.

It was found that Hong Chen looked at himself again, Zhang Wenlong's performance was reasonable and expected, and the anger of this girl should be vented, raising her arms and beckoning Hong Chen.

"Pop!" The familiar voice suddenly sounded again.

Zhang Wenlong was snored directly by Hong Chen's backhand slap. Even the pain from the bridge of the nose was not felt. The anger that had been suppressed in the chest rushed up, his eyes flushed red, and his face was beaten once. Bear it, but you're addicted to fucking.

Because I was too excited, the chest was undulating, and the pain in the ribs was also increasing, reminding myself that this is the good thing for Su Kegan, killing is not just a little bit, two fists rattle.

"Longge!" Su Ke didn't know when he came over, and took Zhang Wenlong's shoulders with a hand, very affectionate, "I really admire, admire! Longge's grievances are clear, this time it's fine, Feihong in the future When I asked, I knew how to answer! "

The three words Liu Feihong poured cold water on Zhang Wenlong from head to toe, and the anger burning in the chest was much smaller, and a faint radon came from Su Ke's body, which was the same as last night. Before he was stunned, he was exactly the same, and he couldn't help but have another movement in his heart, and his expression gradually became normal: "Oh, as long as you are not angry, you can't die if you hit it twice!"

With a slight smile, he turned to look at Suker.

"Well, don't bother! We still have something to do at night, Long Brother will meet again!" Su Ke patted Zhang Wenlong's back, loosened his hand, brushed past him, and pulled Hong Chen up. With his hand, he strode out of the private room.

"See you back!" Zhang Wenlong waved at Su Ke's back, his voice was very affectionate, but his stiff face was utterly intimidating, his eyes showed beast-like madness, gritted his teeth, continued to sit back on the sofa, picked up a bottle of beer A few grunts poured into his stomach.

"See you! See you again! The next time I let you see you is your death!" Zhang Wenlong scolded and grumbled. The more he thought about it, the more he felt sullen, and he smashed the bottle in his hand. It's awkward.

"Long Brother! What's wrong?"

The waiter Xiao Hei suddenly pushed the door and ran in.

"Get out!" Zhang Wenlong was just on the fire, as if he finally found the place to vent, pointing at Xiao Hei and yelling.

"Eh!" Xiao Hei still dared to ask one more question, knowing that the boss must have been dealt with mildew again, and narrowed his neck and hurried out.

"I'm so mad!" Zhang Wenlong walked back and forth in the private room, and the bad breath on his chest kept wandering. Suddenly, there was a special guard Wang Hongyan upstairs who was waiting for himself to be taken down and pushed the door directly to go out.

"Isn't your two slaps fun?" Su Ke saw Hong Chen's looks a lot better, and walked out of Jinserhuanian's door, and asked.

"It's so addictive!" Hong Chen nodded quickly, and the fear that had been lingering in her heart seemed to disappear with the slap of smoke.

"But your second palm scared me!" Su Ke knew, if it wasn't for his past, Zhang Wenlong would have been soaring.

"Ah? Didn't you tell me to hit?" Hong Chen looked wrongly.

"Me? I told you to come over!" Su Ke filled his black line, beckoning toward Hong Chen at that time, who knew it was misunderstood.

"Eh! What then? I hit it all!" Hong Chen clearly remembered Su Ke making a slap in the face, but the more she thought about it, the more plausible it was.

"What can I do if I hit it? Poor 100,000 yuan!" Su Ke didn't take the bank card on the coffee table. It wasn't that he forgot it, but he just resisted the money from his heart.

"Ah? What should we do?" Hong Chen thought that since Zhang Wenlong paid for himself, he would definitely express something to Su Ke, but he did not expect that there were so many 100,000 yuan, but it was not a pain to see Su Ke's appearance. It felt like I was relaxed.

"What do you say?" Su Ke smiled and looked at Hong Chen.

"Otherwise, I'll sell the kidneys to pay you back!" Hong Chen responded quickly and came up with a specific plan.

"Sell yourself?" Su Ke pretended not to hear clearly, and asked aloud, pretending to look at Hong Chen up and down, especially the center and the two basic points.

"You die, is it good to sell kidneys?" Hong Chen's face turned red all of a sudden, and he kicked off directly.