Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

Wu Bei wrinkled his nose, hesitating whether to do it or not.

Although the brothers had the upper hand, but as the boss himself, Han Wei came for him, so it was not appropriate to stand and watch the excitement.

Just when he decided to use only half of his force, Uncle Ren grabbed him and shook his head.

"uncle.."

"It's too troublesome to explain, you're opening today!"

Uncle Ren gave a concise reminder.

yes!It doesn't matter if you lose money and take advantage of it, as long as Wu Bei participates, he will definitely have to go to the police station to make a record in the end, and the company's opening ceremony today will definitely fail.

If someone with a heart wants to spread the word again, Huxiao Company will definitely be pushed to the forefront again.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Uncle Ren handed Wu Bei a cigarette.

Only then did Wu Bei's clenched fist slowly loosen.

Not far away, Zhao Nianxia, ​​who was hiding behind the tool cart, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

the other end.

In the confusion, Luo Hu overthrew several bodyguards one after another, and once again set his sights on Han Wei.

As a son who used to spend money like water, what he hates the most in his life is hearing someone call him a poor man. Of course, the reason why he reacted so strongly is also because of a ridiculous encounter, which will be discussed later.

Han Wei also noticed that a pair of bloodshot eyes were staring at him, it was the bald boy who hit him once.

Seeing the other party rushing towards him, Han Wei felt bad, but there was nothing he could do.

Because he was being hugged tightly by the repairman he scolded earlier.

I don't know what this guy ate to grow up. His two arms are as hard and strong as welded steel rods. He couldn't pull them out with all his strength.

"Call me poor!"

Luo Hu stood in front of Han Wei panting.

"What are you doing?! I warn you not to..."

"I bother!"

Luo Hu tilted his head back, as if accumulating energy, and spit out a mouthful of burnt yellow sticky phlegm on Han Wei's face.

The saliva mixed with the smell of smoke pulled a long thread along the tip of Han Wei's nose, the scene was indescribably touching.

"vomit.."

Han Weirang was so choked that he couldn't help opening his mouth and retching a few times.

The repairman hugged Han Wei, and cursed with a wide mouth: "Hey, iron juice, you are really a dick!"

"You don't understand, I am a humiliation from the soul!"

Luo Hu twisted his mouth to explain, and suddenly found that the repairman looked very pleasant, not to mention dark, short and thin, and he didn't even have front teeth.

"Where the hell are you looking, you're still distracted from fighting!" the repairman reprimanded with sparse eyebrows raised.

"excuse me!"

Luo Hu shook his head, swung his arms in circles, and "slapped" Han Wei's cheeks left and right.

The loud ear scraper echoed in the crowd like a cannonball.

Wang Shun and Qi Jinlong, who overthrew the other bodyguards, followed, and Wang Lang and more than a dozen car repairers also surrounded them in a circle.

At this time, the sky was bright, and it was already past seven o'clock in the morning.

Quite a few stevedores who came early watched the excitement curiously. After a while, the three of Luohu were packed, thinking that there was some singing and dancing performance, more and more people who didn't know the truth squeezed in, and the gate of the small courtyard was instantly crowded. The room became very lively.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The endless applause never stopped.

"Don't tell me, it's quite rhythmic, doesn't it sound like Jingle Bells?"

Wang Lang didn't know when he got out of the crowd, and stood beside Wu Bei, teasing.

"Thank you Lango!"

Wu Bei bowed gratefully to the other party.

Although he helped Zhao Nianxia's face, he did solve a big trouble for himself.

"Take it easy, don't keep a sullen face, I know you are serious, but I don't know you think you are putting on airs!"

Wang Lang laughed, patted Wu Bei on the shoulder and said, "You have to learn to laugh. No one will be wary of smiling people. The more heartless you laugh, the less others will know what you are thinking."

Wu Bei froze for a moment, as if he understood something instantly, but he didn't know how to describe it. He imitated the appearance of the man in front of him and grinned stiffly.

"That's right, a real assassin doesn't need a knife to kill!"

Wang Lang raised his thumb in satisfaction, then took out his mobile phone and pressed 110: "Hey, I'll call the police! The public security in Chongshi is so bad. I came from Linxian County to do business, and a group of hooligans insisted that I pay some management fees. Fortunately, there are a group of young men who are willing to help..”

Hearing Wang Lang's words, Wu Bei was stunned. It was the first time he had seen that "the villain sues first" could be so fresh and refined.

"Absolute character!"

Uncle Ren leaned over to Wu Bei's ear and whispered something, then walked to the base of the wall where he was sleeping just now, first tore the clothes vigorously, tore open a few big holes, then rubbed his hair randomly, and wiped the dirt on his face, Bang Ji lay on the ground.

Just when Wu Bei was wondering what he was going to do, Uncle Ren also took out his cell phone and moaned with pain on his face.

"Help, comrade policeman, my waist is broken, the person who hit me was driving a Mercedes, must have a driving recorder, come quickly, they are going to kill my nephew..."