Chapter 80 Downcast wang hong
"What's the matter, drink something?"
"I'm not in the mood, you guys have a drink." Old Qi smoked melancholy, and the sixth smiled, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are you still worried about that?"
"Fuck, isn't it? Should I understand Xiang Nan, can Ding always promote me?"
"No trick?" The sixth asked again.
"Fuck you, aren't you nonsense?" Old Qi looked anxious, took the wine glass and drank it and was about to leave, but he was held back by the Old Six.
"Sit down, I'll give you a plan, there must be nothing wrong." The sixth said mysteriously.
"You can pull it down. In this fucking society under the rule of law, no one is beaten for nothing. You are all the same. Fuck, I might as well do it myself." Old Qi didn't believe it at all and insisted on leaving.
The sixth child suddenly asked him: "Are you willing to spend money?"
"What do you mean? Looking for a swordsman?" Old Qiyi was taken aback, but he sat back slowly because he thought this method was good.
Because of Hanmo's two spears, all his superiority and arrogance were directly pierced away. After half a month in the hospital, he knew what he was and what his status was in Pingyuan.
"It's more reliable than finding a swordsman."
"You tell me in detail."
"I know someone..." Then, Lao Liu took Lao Qi and said quietly, saying that at the end, Lao Qi was so excited that he took out 20,000 yuan and gave it to Laoliu on the spot.
"I will do it."
Lao Liu took the money and walked out of the KTV. He looked at the two stacks of banknotes in his hand and sighed pretendingly: "This money is really fucking rare."
After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and tucked one pile into the crotch, took the other pile, and took a taxi away.
Half an hour later, Lao Liu carried two buckets of instant noodles, skewers worth dozens of dollars, and two bottles of beer, wandering into a large three-bedroom bungalow on the edge of Balidao Central Village.
For some years, the bungalow was dark outside, but the room on the left was dimly lit.
After seeing the light, the sixth stepped into the yard, and then reached out and pushed the door open.
"Crack..." The door made an old sour tooth, and an exaggerated sound suddenly appeared inside.
"Fuck!"
A young man lying on the bed and playing with his cell phone, sat up from the bed with a flutter, and after seeing that the person was the sixth, he frowned and cursed: "You fucking, don't you make a noise when you walk?"
"Oh, shouldn't I be in a hurry to drink with you?" The young man scolded him, but the sixth man did not refute, and there was no angry expression on his face. When he spoke, there was a little flattery.
"Fuck, you still have a bit of conscience."
After seeing what was in the hands of the sixth man, the young man turned around and lay on the edge of the bed, opening his mouth and asking, "What did you get?"
"Skewers, instant noodles, don't you like these?"
"Fuck, is that what I can eat now?" The young man suddenly raised his head in disdain, his fingers still sliding quickly on the phone.
"What's the matter?" The sixth man was stunned, blinking his eyes and asked: "Yoko, you still do what you used to do?"
"Please call me Qiyang, ok?" The young man's compulsion is quite high, and the sixth is quite nauseous, but he still holds the young man's chat.
"Yes, yes, Qiyang, Qiyang." Old Liu nodded his head and walked into the room to find a table to put down what he was holding, but after looking around, he couldn't find a decent table.
In the end, helpless, he could only pick up a cardboard and put it at the end of the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed with his hips.
"Really don't eat it?" The sixth man asked with a smile. The young man snorted disdainfully, pressing the phone with his hands, as if that thing was his life.
The sixth child continued to ask: "Eh, can you make money by playing this?"
"Fuck, what are you talking about?" The young man shook the black mink on his body and opened his mouth and said, "I am in this state now, and I also asked if I could make money? Are you stupid, are you stupid?"
The sixth man looked at the dirty and shed fake mink on the young man's body, nauseously nauseous, but the smile on his face did not change.
After sitting for a while, he found that the youth did not intend to take the initiative to chat, so he patted the edge of the bed, and a cloud of dust suddenly rose.
The sixth man said with anxiety, "Yangzi, oh, no, Qiyang...Your junior room, if you rent out, you won't be so downhearted...
In this era, there are more anchors. You see, there are a few who are really making money. I heard that there are still some who make money. "
"boom!"
Qiyang suddenly kicked the sixth man with his foot, frowning and cursing: "What the fuck do you mean?"
"What can I mean, I invite you to drink, but when I see it, you don't want to drink it either."
After finishing speaking, the sixth child pretended to take things and left: "That's right, your status is different now, you're a big anchor, an internet celebrity, a star, and you wear mink，you can't take a fancy to this thing anymore. "
"Eh..." When the young man saw that the sixth child was about to leave, he suddenly lost his integrity. He threw away his phone, got up and grabbed the beer skewers. He ate and drank, and said in a breezy mouth: "In these few meetings, too. There is no rule, net celebrities who wear mink can't eat skewers."
While talking, I went on a skewers and half a bottle of beer. In just three minutes, half of the skewers were eaten, and two bottles of beer hit the bottom.
The old six took a cigarette and looked at the young man and asked, "How long have you not eaten?"
"Delicious things are eaten every day, and occasionally lead an ordinary life."
There was no truth in the young man's mouth, and Laoliu didn't care about him. After the young man finished drinking, he kicked the instant noodles, reached out and grabbed the cigarette from the sixth hand, and wrapped two mouthfuls severely.
"I ate the skewers and the beer. You can go now."
"Why, I will drive me away after using it?" Laoliu laughed.
"Fuck... I just thought of you coming to me. I must be uneasy and kind." The young man hesitated, opened his mouth and cursed, blinked, and then got up.
"Hey, that's right. When we were in a cell before, I met you. You kid, you are definitely a plastic talent."
Lao Liu took Qiyang's arm and walked out, Qiyang cursed: "If you don't arrange to understand, don't say that I smashed your basket down and crushed it."
"Hurry up, make the skewers casually, then let's find a bath and relax."
"It's pretty much the same."
When the two went out, the sixth asked: "Do you not lock the door?"
"What's the lock? Even the mouse doesn't come inside, so who will steal it?"
"Haha." Lao Liu smiled slyly and took Qiyang out of the yard. He came to a barbecue stall in Jiujiang Village nearby. They had a good meal of lamb skewers and beef, and the two immediately began to eat and drink.
An hour later, the two of them were ruddy in the drink, and the sixth man took Qiyang to the village of Jiyang with loyalty, and a few fake baths opened by women from other places.
After the two had chosen the target, they followed into the small room isolated on the second floor. After a while, there was a burst of suppressed low roars from the man.
After one night, the two were refreshed and got out of the bath at nine o'clock in the morning.
Qiyang shook the mink on his body, looked at the sky with his head held high, and said, "Fuck, they can't do it either. It's far from the last two peripheral models."
"My brother Di, can we stop bragging?" Lao Liu couldn't stand it anymore, covering his face and casting his eyes silently.
"Ahem..." Qiyang coughed awkwardly, and then proudly said: "You still have too little knowledge. When you have the opportunity, I will take you to our family gathering and let you see what you call a maiden, what It's called sexy and charming."
"Certainly, I believe it, I believe it."
Lao Liu was so angry that he had liver pain, and he took Qiyang and left: "Let's eat some breakfast first, we are all starving to death."