Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

Jun Jiu was at a loss and looked at Lao Zheng who was crying, and Wu Bei beside him was also dumbfounded.

Women are best at "crying, making trouble and hanging themselves three times", which is vividly performed by the Oscar-level female actor in front of her.

As Wu Bei has always explained, he really has no malice towards this group of counterfeit gangs who are comparable to "horse bandits". He hoped to have a relationship.

Er Qiu who was not far away also didn't expect things to develop to this point. He glanced playfully at Wu Bei and Jun Jiu, wanting to see how these two guys were going to end up.

Several big men were silent in unison, and only Lao Zheng's heart-piercing crying could be heard on the street. Those who didn't know it thought someone from an advertising company was going to have a funeral, and many business owners and waiters of other shops stood at each other At the door of the house, I craned my neck to watch and chat.

"Then what... can you get up first and then talk?"

Jun Jiu wrinkled his nose and slowed down his tone. The other party was crying so loudly that he couldn't help feeling a little guilty, and thought to himself, don't really meet some chaste and strong woman.

"Apologize! You must apologize to me!"

Old Zheng raised his head with tears in his eyes.

"What the hell? You hurt me first, and you asked me to apologize?"

Jun Jiu growled unconvinced.

"I have lived to be 21 years old, and I have never been taken advantage of by a man. I am ashamed to live, woo woo woo..."

Lao Zheng lay directly on the ground, kicking his legs wildly, like a child who failed to buy toys because of his parents.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry! Is that okay?"

Jun Jiu clenched his fists to deal with it.

"Your family apologized and pointed a gun at the other party? What's your attitude?"

Lao Zheng secretly opened his eyes and moved them up and down, then covered his face and cried bitterly again.

"Oh shit, I really didn't read the almanac when I went out. I gave you the gun, and I'm really upset. You've got me in two shots. Don't torture me anymore, okay?"

Jun Jiu broke down completely, and directly stuffed the "five consecutive hairs" that disturbed Lao Hei into Lao Zheng's arms, and bent down with folded hands as if resigned to fate: "You are my dear grandma, please, get up!"

"Shameless, still want to kiss grandma?"

Only then did Lao Zheng stop crying, and stood up to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Yes, yes, I am shameless! I am a dick!"

Jun Jiu completely lost the desire to resist, and nodded his head wildly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Then what about my brother, Old Hei? His wrist was obviously broken by you, and the big banner, he was beaten by Wu Bei to such a disfigurement, how can he ask for a wife in the future?"

Old Zheng reluctantly pointed at the two brothers who were squatting aside.

"Sister, can we be reasonable, they threatened us with guns first, and it was wrong for us to resist?"

Wu Bei couldn't bear it any longer, and explained dryly.

"Oh my God, I can't live anymore, being bullied at the door of my house..."

Lao Zheng looked at Wu Bei, and after a few seconds of silence, he lay down again with his head up, his neck stern and his mouth grinned, and the mourning began again. This time, she did not forget to grab Jun Jiu's trouser legs.

"Stop talking, okay? Why don't you come over and talk to her."

Jun Jiu patted the back of his head, and the veins on his forehead jumped violently. He glared at Wu Bei angrily, and bowed down again to make amends: "Sister Zheng, what do you think we should do, whether it's an apology, or a special I will accept any medical expenses! Even if I pay for it myself, get up!"

"This is what you said. A gentleman is hard to follow. Although your height can only be regarded as half a gentleman, I believe you. Let's go. There is an authentic Inner Mongolian barbecue restaurant on Zhongyuan Street. You can spend all your money today. Pay the bill, let's talk about medical expenses after eating and drinking."

Lao Zheng sat up agitated, and looked straight at Jun Jiu.

"Don't talk about eating barbecue, you can even roast me."

Jun Jiu responded without hesitation, and at the same time touched the beads of sweat on his forehead.

In his memory, he seemed to have never sweated like this before, even if he was fighting ten against one, he would only be panting a few times, the little girl in front of him really tormented him enough.

"Brother, what's wrong with the plot of this story? Didn't it mean Sister-in-law Wu and Brother Wu? From what I saw, it looked like they had sparks."

Wu Song scratched the side of his face, and leaned into Sanqiu's ear to ask a question in bewilderment.

"Brother Wu, do you follow suit when you get married?"

Sanqiu blinked and asked back.

"That's for sure, the relationship is so good."

Wu Song nodded his head without thinking.

"Where is Jun Jiu getting married?"

Sanqiu asked again.

"You have to follow along."

Wu Song responded again.

"Then it's over. We don't care who is with whom. Anyway, you can pay for the money. You and I are just feasting, so why bother so much?"

Sanqiu instantly won the admiration of his brothers with his inhuman and powerful logic.

"Small Baba, let's find a chance to slip away when we're full. I don't think the girl surnamed Zheng is that easy to deal with. The barbecue that will be eaten later will probably make Wu Bei peel off his skin. We never Standing on the side, I was appointed to help him share the burden."

Er Qiu rolled his eyes a few times, hugged the two brothers and whispered...