Urban: Start the Girls’ Dormitory to Catch Ghosts

"Cough, cough, cough..."

All the wounds on Gao Liang's body were stabbed by glass, and it felt as if even his internal organs were smashed by Su Qing, his abdomen was cramping, and his mouth kept coughing blood.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden violence, and stared at the looming calm face under the dim light.

One kick kicked the person more than ten meters, and smashed a tempered glass table. Is this still a person?

The legendary martial arts master?

Han Bing was also so shocked that her red lips were slightly opened, and her chin almost fell to the ground.

Looking at Su Qing's back in front of her, this was the second time she felt a sense of security. The first time was also from Su Qing, the night when the dormitory was haunted.

It was the same man twice.

"Dude, what's the number of ways?"

Brother Hei looked at Su Qing, inexplicably felt that this face was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

It's been a month since the bronze head incident, and later on the official script stone tablet and the ancient tomb fairy sword. In this fast-paced era, Su Qing has long been forgotten.

The hallmark of a fast-paced society is that every hot spot is quickly replaced by another.

Unless Su Qing can always shock the world.

"You caused the injury on her neck?" Su Qing lifted Han Bing's hair, revealing a red mark.

Han Bing covered it with his hair in a panic.

"It's me." Brother Hei nodded and admitted, and pointed at Gao Liang: "He owes me money and said that he used his sister's body to pay off the debt. I can't blame him for this."

"Does she agree?" Su Qing asked.

Brother Hei was at a loss for words, and then felt that he had lost face again, and was a little angry: "Dude, do you think it is necessary to explain something to you? Yes, you are very good at fighting, but how many can you fight?"

A dozen gangsters blocked the door in tacit understanding.

People who come out to mix, mix is ​​the face.

If you don't believe it, think about it carefully, why these gangsters always like to say: Give face when things go wrong.

Actually they have a hammer.

"Okay, there's no need to explain." Su Qing smiled, then took Han Bing's hand and turned and walked out.

But it was blocked by someone.

Seeing Su Qing confessing his cowardice, the black brother, who was a little timid, suddenly regained his courage: "Brother, come here and pretend to be forced and want to leave, it's very exciting, when I'm a toilet, come and leave if you want. ?"

Han Bing was a little nervous, holding Su Qing's hand harder and harder, she blamed herself for causing Su Qing.

"Tell me the number." Su Qing turned around and said.

Brother Hei smiled: "sensible, go on, smashing a table of mine, giving 100,000 yuan is not too much."

"Tsk tsk tsk, are you brave enough? Don't you dare to point too much? No wonder you can only be a jerk. One hundred thousand is too little, and it is not enough to pay. There are eight hundred thousand in this card, and the password is the last six digits of the card number. , if you don't believe me, you can find someone to test it." Su Qing threw a card, then pushed a thug away and left.

Brother Hei picked up the bank card, and then handed it to the younger brother beside him to verify it with the Pos machine: "Damn it, brother, look, there really is 800,000 in it!"

All the younger brothers were dumbfounded, and suddenly felt that the guy was sick just now, and he actually took the initiative to ask for an extra 700,000 yuan. They had already defrauded him by offering 100,000 yuan.

"Really 800,000?" Brother Hei's face changed, not joy, but fear, and his face turned pale.

He's not stupid and realizes he's messing with the wrong person.

The next second, a group of tall and strong men in suits and leather shoes rushed in and started without a word.

"Ah! Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

"I was wrong, don't smash my shop!"

In just ten minutes, the decoration style of the bar has become the same war-damaged version of Syria.

Brother Hei was dragged out by two strong men in black clothes like dead dogs, leaving a bloodstain on the ground.

 …

The park not far from the bar was very quiet, only Su Qing and Han Bing were eating popsicles.

Su Qing hadn't eaten this thing for a long time, after all, it was not worthy of his status.

Let's experience life right now ૧(●´৺`●)૭

Not long after, the black brother with a blue nose and a swollen face was thrown in front of Su Qing by the two bodyguards like a dead dog.

"Yo, tsk tsk, isn't this my black brother, why did you just pull it after you didn't see him for a few minutes?"

Su Qing looked down at him with a condescending smile.

"Big brother, just call me Xiaohei." Wang Xiaohei showed a pleasing smile, cautiously.

Su Qing squatted down, one hand was drooping on her knees, the other hand was holding a popsicle and biting, she said while chewing: "Two things, first, don't look for this woman again; second, Gao Liang owes you You continue to ask for the money, you are not allowed to forgive the debt, as long as she is not implicated, you can use any means to collect the debt, understand?"

As for Gao Liang and Gao Liang's mother, as well as Han Bing's silly father, Su Qing was too lazy to waste time on them, just let Wang Xiaohei do it.

Ready-made labor is not for nothing.

He now has the essence of capitalism.

He is no longer an artist.

"Understood, I understand." Wang Xiaohei nodded again and again, he is very clear now, he is a horse, your sister knows such an awesome person and dares to give her to me to pay off her debt, this is not trying to murder Lao Tzu ?

He now even suspects that all this is Gao Liang's plan, and wants to use Su Qing's hand to get rid of him, so that he doesn't have to repay the debt, and at the same time avenge himself.

Highlight: I did not, I am wronged by QAQ.

From Su Qing's words, Wang Xiaohei realized that Su Qing hated Gao Liang and his family very much, and wanted to borrow his hand to teach them a lesson, which was exactly what he wanted.

After all, he couldn't get revenge on Su Qing, of course, he could only put this account on Gao Liang's family.

Su Qing patted his face: "sensible."

"Brother, your card is lost." Wang Xiaohei licked his face and returned the blood-stained bank card to Su Qing.

He felt pain all over his body as soon as he moved, because he had at least three broken ribs and broken leg bones.

Su Qing smiled: "The money I sent out has no reason to get it back. 800,000 is enough to pay."

After he finished speaking, he threw the popsicle stick in front of him and left with the ignorant Han Bing.

Until she got in the car, Han Bing's mind was still a little dazed, things were developing so fast, she still hadn't reacted yet, and she was a little dizzy.

"Okay, it's okay." Su Qing smiled.

Han Bing stared at him blankly, then suddenly jumped into his arms and burst into tears.

"Woooooooo..."

She didn't cry when the pressure was on her.

The pressure was gone, but instead I cried aggrieved.

Su Qing hugged her, gently patted her back and comforted: "Don't cry, you can't hide anything by yourself, I, Yingying, everyone is happy to help you, but you want us to give opportunity."

"Thank you, thank you Su Qing." After crying and venting, Han Bing realized that the action of holding Su Qing was inappropriate, and choked off from his arms.

Su Qing was still a little disappointed. Sure enough, he liked this kind of sweet and soft girl the most.

Another helpful day, nice.

Wang Xiaohei: It's a bad day, really miserable.

Gao Liang: Another day of beatings, really moldy.

For the same thing, different people have different senses, and the latter two are obviously not optimistic enough.