Anyway, there's no one here, so just give him a dismount.
Scares you to death.
Sure enough, after Yuan Yuan knocked Feng Xiaoming down, Feng Xiaoming's eyes were as big as a light bulb, and his mouth was long enough to stuff a fist.
"Huh?
Why don't you speak?
Yuan Yuankai said, and at the same time stretched out his tongue and licked Feng Xiaoming's face.
Good guy, Yuan Yuan's tongue at this moment is like sandpaper, just licking it, Feng Xiaoming's face became bloody and blurred, and it was directly rotten.
The pain hit, Feng Xiaoming reacted at this time, he wanted to turn around and run, but found that his body was crushed by Yuan Yuan, and he couldn't move.
"You, what are you?"
Feng Xiaoming stammered.
Yu Qiuya almost laughed when she saw this scene.
I deserve it, let you bully me, let you compare with the second master, it's okay now.
Zhou Hao lit a cigarette and smiled at everything in front of him.
It's really a problem with my brain, what do you want, I want Yuanyuan.
Well, isn't that for you?
You'll take one and I'll take a look.
"What are you talking about?!"
Yuan Yuan's eyes narrowed, and the vertical line of his pupils became narrower, almost like a strand of hair. , what am I?
What do you say I am?!
Feng Jianming, who realized that he had said the wrong thing, was so anxious that he was about to cry at this moment.
"No, no, no, I didn't mean that, I, I was wrong!
I was wrong, you let me go!
” Yuan Yuan appeared in such a form, completely subverting Feng Xiaoming's cognition.
A small orange cat suddenly transforms into an adult lion.
Can also talk!
Are you kidding?!
Bragging?!
"That's not good, my boss asked me to go with you, come on, let's go one."
As he spoke, Yuan Yuan licked the other half of Feng Xiaoming's face again.
Originally, Feng Xiaoming was dressed like a feminine little white face, but at this moment, both sides of his face were instantly broken.
How good is that?
"I, I really know it's wrong, I don't want it, I don't want it!
I have money, I have a lot of money!
” The heart-rending pain suddenly made Feng Xiaoming forget the dignity of a man.
Dignity, you damn it!
Lao Tzu is dead!
Live!
As soon as these words came out, Yuan Yuan's body was stunned, and even his pupils became round.
"Oh?
Is it?
Then do you have soft China?
” p！
Zhou Hao can't wait to find a tree and kill him!
What's going on now?
I'm pretending to be a force!
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Feng Xiaoming was stunned, then nodded and said, "Yes, yes!"
” He didn't have time to think about what Yuan Yuan wanted cigarettes for, so he could only react subconsciously.
"You don't take it out yet!
What a daze!
Yuan Yuan jerked his head forward and shouted.
Damn it.
Don't go on the road.
Can't you see that Lao Tzu wants to be soft, and China is about to go crazy?
Feng Xiaoming didn't say a word, his hands trembled, and he took it out of the inner pocket of his suit, Xu was too nervous, and he didn't take it out several times.
"Hurry up!"
I'm in a hurry, what are you doing?!
Feng Xiaoming saw that he couldn't take it out, so he took off his suit directly, tore the inner pocket, and then took out a pack of white-skinned soft China.
"Great, Daisen, your cigarettes!"
Feng Xiaoming handed it up with both hands and said tremblingly.
Yuan Yuan picked his eyes and saw that it was not red-skinned, but white-skinned, and he slapped the cigarette away with one paw.
"Are you stupid?
Fool me with a fake cigarette?
You don't want to die, do you?
I tell you, don't mess with me!
Otherwise I'll kill you!
” Fuck, play?
Dressed such a decently person, there is actually a fake cigarette on his body!
What about real smoke?
Let you make it?!
"Daisen!
I don't dare, I don't dare!
This is real smoke, special, ordinary people, ordinary people can't smoke it!
You smoke one, smoke one and you'll know!
Feng Xiaoming picked up the white-skinned soft China and handed it to Yuan Yuan.
It's really a big grievance, even if Feng Xiaoming is stubborn, he won't lie to Yuan Yuan.
This cigarette was stolen by Feng Xiaoming from his grandfather Feng Zuodang, usually in their rich second-generation circle, if they can smoke such a pack of cigarettes, it is quite face-saving.
I thought that with such a soft China out, Yuan Yuan would probably be able to let himself go, but what he got in exchange was Yuan Yuan's anger.
I don't know the goods.
"Forgive me and don't dare to lie to me!"
Yuan Yuan took the cigarette, poured out one, threw it into his mouth, and said unhappily: "Light the fire, I'm still waiting for me to speak?!"
” "Okay, okay, Daxian, I'll give you something."
As he spoke, Feng Xiaoming took out a limited-edition zippo kerosene lighter.
When Yu Qiuya saw this scene, she almost laughed.
The second young master of the Feng family is actually helping a cat light a fire at this moment, if he takes a picture and throws it into the circle of the capital, he will definitely fry the pot.
Zhou Hao didn't interrupt Yuan Yuan, after all, Yuan Yuan was pretending to be forced at the moment, and he had to give it some face.
After Yuan Yuan smoked it, he found that this cigarette was really better than the red-skinned soft Zhonghua, and he was in a good mood, so he became smaller, and ran behind Zhou Hao with his tail wagged.
"Are you okay now?
Can I go?
Zhou Hao asked.
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Hurry up, where it's cool, where you go.
Don't come back.
I'm scared of you, okay?
Feng Xiaoming was about to speak.
"Xiaoming, why are you still here?"
A man's voice was heard, and everyone looked back.
The speaker wears a camouflage short-sleeved T-shirt, camouflage slacks, and a pair of thick military boots on his feet.
The tight T-shirt outlines the muscles of his upper body just right, he is a strong man, he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the bridge of his nose is high, which perfectly interprets what is called the masculinity of a man.
"Big brother, I, I'm ......"
Feng Xiaoming was still talking at this time, and he didn't know how to speak.
I was molesting Yu Qiuya and was stopped by this man?
Or was there a lion who asked me for a cigarette just now?
Before Feng Xiaoming finished speaking, the man found the injury on Feng Xiaoming's face, and when he looked around, the Weifeng General raised by Feng Xiaoming was actually separated, and the ground was full of blood.
"What's going on!?"
The man touched his hand to his waist and ran towards Feng Xiaoming and asked.
This person is Feng Xiaoming's own brother, Feng Xiaocong, who has been a soldier for so many years, and has also participated in several battles that are not exposed to the public, which makes Feng Xiaocong particularly sensitive to blood.
The word danger popped up in his brain.
Zhou Hao was also very disgusted when he saw Feng Xiaocong pull out his gun.
Jianghu people don't like guns.
This is a very serious bug.
Seeing Zhou Hao's abnormality, Yu Qiuya wanted to explain to Zhou Hao who Feng Xiaocong was.
"Qiuya!
Don't go over!
Feng Xiaocong shouted, randomly opened the pistol safe, pulled the bolt, and aimed the muzzle at Zhou Hao, and the whole action was smooth and done in one go.
Don't blame him for staring at Zhou Hao, there are only three people here, Feng Xiaocong knows Yu Qiuya.
So.
These things in front of him can only be done by Zhou Hao.
Although General Wei Feng is not a real ghost mastiff, because of the impurity of his bloodline, it is wild and difficult to train, and it is more ferocious than the purebred Tibetan mastiff.
Now the head of this mighty general has been picked off, so this person must be Zhou Hao.
It's not just that, but Zhou Hao's hands didn't even get a little blood!
What is this Nimad?
Yu Qiuya was startled by his shouting, and was about to explain something, but Zhou Hao pulled Yu Qiuya down behind him.
The above are what Feng Xiaocong thought of in an instant.
But Zhou Hao didn't think about it so much, he only knew that the person who pulled out the gun was Feng Xiaoming's brother, and he must have come to help his brother come out at this time.
Zhou Hao didn't feel strange that Feng Xiaocong could call out Miss Yu.
Feng Xiaoming himself knew Yu Qiuya, and his brother also knew Yu Qiuya, which was not surprising.
Neither of them is a good person anyway.
Zhou Hao thought so.
"Let go!"
Feng Xiaocong stared at Zhou Hao and shouted.
He and Feng Xiaoming came to Suzhou to play, and by the way, they helped their grandfather do something, but now the matter has not been done, but there is such a thing.
It doesn't matter if the dog dies, but his younger brother is beaten like this, and he must ask for an explanation as an elder brother.
Otherwise, I can't explain this to my family.
The moment Zhou Hao saw the gun, he felt very bad, he also stared at Feng Xiaocong tightly, and said, "You put down the gun first!"
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