God of Life

Lengtouqing's name is Chu Qing, and he is famous for being able to fight, and he looks fierce.

Now, the famous Qing brother split his legs into an M shape, lying delicately on the coffee table, with a beer stick stuck in his mouth, and his face was full of foam.

The handsome and handsome young boy stepped on the coffee table with one foot, put his forearm lightly on his knee, and stared down. The fierce tiger is as obedient as a cat.

Go fuck your uncle!

What's the situation? !

After two seconds of silence, Brother Qing finally finished his beer, and the young master picked up the bottle and looked at the coffee table with a blank expression.

"The table is dirty."

"!!!"

Brother Qing's eyes were red, he lay down murderously and began to lick the table.

Suck... Suck!

At the first lick, Chu Qing just wanted to kill Wang Yan.

During the second lick, Chu Qing began to feel ashamed and angry.

At the third lick, an inexplicable fear surged into my heart.

When I licked it for the fourth time, I couldn’t do it anymore, brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong!

...

The corner of Song Wei's mouth twitched, and the fat all over his body trembled.

The young master glanced over, picked up another bottle of beer, and played with it in his hand with a smile.

"Brother Long, do you really want to know where I am from?"

No!

I do not want!

Brother Long, the society, has already been scared out of my wits by the demon Wang Yan.

Especially when those eyes with slightly radiating lines and refracted light swept over, Song Wei even thought that the murderous aura could directly pierce the bladder.

In fact, the young master's eyes are full of smiles, where is the murderous look!

But Song Wei couldn't help scaring himself, and firmly believed that Wang Dashao was a bloody massacre hidden among the people.

Maybe some hypnosis or something...

Didn't even dare to look up.

"Wang Xiao...Wang Shao, I think it may be a misunderstanding... If you want to talk, let's talk... My old Song likes to make friends with young heroes like you!"

The young master pushed the wine over.

"One bottle of wine, one question, I know what to say, and I can't say enough."

I can't stop talking to your second uncle!

The service is getting worse and worse, and now I have to drink all the wine myself...

After scolding my mother for a while, Song Wei was not slow in his hands. He slapped the beer away and raised his hands in a respectful respect to Wang Yan.

"Young Master Wang, be happy! Good! Let's not go home today if we don't get drunk!"

Ton ton ton ton...

The boys at the door were dumbfounded.

Can you be so high-sounding by pouring yourself? !

But looking at Brother Long's expression, it doesn't look like he's being coerced. Could it be that Mr. Wang is really so friendly that Big Brother is convinced?

No one could figure out what was going on, and became more afraid to act rashly.

Gudong!

The three fatty swallowed quietly, then moved to the corner again.

hiss!

Burning pain in the knee...

"Okay, Brother Long, be happy!"

Wang Yan clapped his hands in admiration, and then raised his eyebrows to the master with those eyes, "Go get Brother Long a drink."

My brother Long is almost dry in society.

Damn, when did you become the boss? !

Don't call me Brother Long, call me Xiao Song, okay? !

Fighting against the bloated stomach, Song Wei finally got rid of the fourth bottle, and was about to ask a question, but suddenly he was a little bit hesitant.

After hesitating for a long time, he tentatively asked, "Wang Shao, where did you get rich?"

"There is a supercar club in Shanghai."

Wang Yan looked at Song Wei with a half-smile: "Does Brother Long like sports cars?"

As long as you don't persuade me to drink, you can make me like anything!

"I like it!" Song Wei was overjoyed, habitually seeking out the details of the relationship, "Wang Shao, does your club accept outsiders?"

"Go to Jiang Xin to submit the application, I'm not in charge of that."

Wang Wang pushed casually, and suddenly smiled playfully.

"They are all engaged in mining, you should know Jiang Xin, right?"

ah? !

Song Wei was taken aback, surprised, but also a little bit sad and indignant.

How can it be the same? !

What kind of mine are they engaged in, and what kind of mine am I engaged in?

Those who burn glass and make chips are all playing with silicon, so can they be regarded as peers?

"My old Song is just a country bumpkin, Wang Shao, you think too highly of me... Come, come, drink and drink!"

Song Wei took the initiative to open another bottle of beer and gestured to Wang Yan.

The half bottle of wine in the Young Master's hand dangled around until now, so he raised it with a smile and put it on his lips to take a sip.

"Okay! Save face!"

Brother Long, the society, is basically shameless now. After giving the thumbs up, I will start blowing on my own.

ton ton ton ton ton ton ton...

This time it took at least three seconds longer than before, and I swallowed it forcefully, my face flushed.

Ma Dan, belly up!

After finishing his drink with great effort, Song Wei laughed loudly and got up proudly.

"I got to know Mr. Wang today, Lao Song, I didn't come in vain! I'm so happy, I'm really happy! That's it, Mr. Wang, take your time, let's get together again when we have a chance! I'll buy it for you, don't be polite to me... Stay and say goodbye!"

What is old fritters?

What is a real boss?

Look at our brother Long!

The third fat man was so excited that tears filled his eyes, feeling that he was finally saved.

Gu Jiashu all let out a sigh of relief.

Song Wei never mentioned asking Gu Xuan to lead the people, which means that today's mess has been completely settled, and he can finally pass the test.

Although I didn't make much contribution, at least I didn't lose money, right?

If you don't lose, you earn, that's right!

The suppressed mood of the rest of the students also relaxed, with some smiles on their faces.

The gay guys at the door even smiled from the bottom of their hearts——

This house is evil!

If you can flash, you better hurry up...

On both sides of the enemy, everyone is happy, which is really strange and rare to see.

Only the elder and younger are not happy.

"Wait a minute!"

Song Wei's heart skipped a beat, he turned halfway and froze.

"Wang Shao, what instructions do you have?"

listen!

Brother can chat more!

The three fatty thought happily, his mood fluttered, and he wanted to fly.

The next second, Wang Yan took out his phone from his butt pocket, clicked it and threw it on the coffee table.

"Your brother dropped my phone, what do you say?"

Song Wei glared angrily at the three fat guys.

Three fat:? ? ? ? ? ?

How the hell did I drop your phone with my head? !

The grievance is the grievance, the smiling face is not slow: "I pay, I pay! Wang Shao, tell me, which one do you want?"

"I lack a mobile phone?"

The young master couldn't help laughing, and while he glanced over, his smile suddenly turned cold, without any sign.

The three fat men were terrified by the sight, and they intuitively sensed that something was wrong.

Wang Yan hated him for attacking Lolita, and disliked that He Meng's punishment was not painful or itchy, so he made up his mind early in the morning to use the three fat guys to stand up.

His smile turned cold, his eyes were piercing, and he really returned to the godfather style.

"It's very simple, why is the phone broken, please break it for me thoroughly, and then we will settle the matter."

how bad

The third fat man recalled that moment, and his expression suddenly changed.

MMP!

Are you asking me to crack the phone again? !

Whose brain is used for this? !

Too much deception!

Anger to anger, he dare not turn his face.

Didn't you see that Brother Long obeyed the wishes of his heart?

Looking at Brother Qing again, it was even worse for Jill, licking the table until he retched...

The third fat man's complexion was pale and uncertain, and he finally gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile.

"No, no problem! As long as you are satisfied, as long as you are satisfied!"

He took two big steps forward, picked up his phone, and was about to smash it on his head!

"what!"

Several girls in the room immediately let out an exclamation.

But at this moment, Wang Yan stopped coldly: "Who told you to pick it up?"

That voice was not only cold and harsh, but also carried an indescribably awe-inspiring evil spirit.

what! ?

The three fat men held their mobile phones, looked down at the marble coffee table, and suddenly understood.

Fuck!

You are so poisonous!

Song Wei's gangsters were also agitated, noisy and angry, all eager to try, just waiting for the order from the eldest brother.

At the critical moment, Godfather Wang raised his eyes, looked at each other one by one, and quickly swept the audience.

If you want to say how strong the murderous intent is, there really isn't one.

But the awe accumulated in Song Wei's heart was about to break through the threshold, and he was terrified at a glance.

With the prestige of suppressing the leader, Wang Yan looked down at Lengtouqing again.

After that, everything is extremely simple.

Wherever the eyes pass, keep silent, bow your head, there is no sound!

Shoot people first, shoot horses, catch thieves first, and capture kings first!

All the undefeated vertically and horizontally come from the accumulation of small strategic victories to gather the general trend. This is the first strategy in the art of war-go straight to the dragon and attack the heart!

The three fat guys didn't get any support, and they just waited for silence, with grief, indignation and remorse in their hearts.

But this guy is a serious bachelor, knowing that he will not be spared, he immediately hardened his heart on himself.

Who made us cheap?

I will touch NMLGB's flat loli again in the future, and I'm GRD!

Gritting his teeth, he put the phone back on the marble table. The three fat men took a deep breath and slammed it on it!

"what!"

The girls started screaming again.

Yu Qiuli was so frightened that she covered her face with her hands, the slits between her fingers were so big that the bear could be exposed, she was both afraid and wanted to see.

He Meng quietly clenched her small fists, her face was expressionless, her heart was beating wildly, and her emotions were extremely complicated.

He Xiaolu, who was lying on the sofa, trembled all over, and continued to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep. He felt a little scared in his heart, but felt an unprecedented sense of security.

That feeling was never given to her by her mother.

Her biological father, who was often invisible for ten days and a half months, never gave it to her.

Cheap sister... don't mention it.

If it wasn't for Wang Yan, she wouldn't even know what peace of mind is.

That kind of stability that you can rely on at critical moments, that kind of joy of seeing the enemy pay the price after being bullied, that kind of warmth that comes from a ray of sunshine after being overwhelmed by darkness...

The little fairy sniffed quietly.

boom!

The three fat guys finally slammed their heads on it, making a huge shock.

Immediately afterwards, he sat down on the ground, completely dazed.

With a mobile phone on it, it would not be possible to directly hit the marble surface and kill yourself, but it still doesn't feel good when you put your head down.

With a mild concussion, you can't run away.

The glasses master and Lengtouqing, who were playing soy sauce in the audience, rushed over to support the three fat guys, and looked at Wang Yan anxiously.

The young master's expression was a little pale, and finally he smiled again.

"Very well, we're done."

Song Wei took a deep breath, and even forgot to cover it up. In the quiet room, he could hear it very clearly.

But no one would laugh at him.

Now, everyone felt that Wang Yan was really evil.

"Young Master Wang, let's not change the green mountains, and the green waters will flow forever, and there will be a period later!"

Song Wei clasped his fists together, still trying to throw a few words on the scene.

Don't throw it away!

Brother relies on his face to mess with the rivers and lakes!

As for how to explain that sentence... I, Song Weilong, of course have a way to get around!

"etc."

Wang Yanqing opened his mouth lightly, and the room was suddenly quiet again.

(⊙?⊙)!

Why are you waiting?

Wait for NMLGB!

The joy on the faces of the gangsters suddenly became stiff, and their tempers were surging.

Surprisingly, Song Wei has no temper.

On the one hand, it is because, in the early years, when I was in the middle and lower classes of society, I suffered a lot of losses and endured humiliation, too many, and I have already experienced it.

On the other hand, it was naturally because she was genuinely afraid of Wang Yan.

It has nothing to do with money, it has nothing to do with background, it has nothing to do with family, power, connections, etc.

It's very simple, very pure, just afraid of Wang Yan.

In a trance, Song Wei even felt as if he had returned to the year when his eldest son was just born at the age of 27.

That year, Song Wei was locked up in the detention center for 15 days. One night, there were only two people in the cell. One was him, and the other was a 14-year-old boy who had just come out of the mountains.

The kid was skinny, with chapped lips, hungry eyes like a wolf, and white teeth.

The kid asked him, "Do you have a home?"

Song Wei nodded and said yes.

"Oh, I didn't."

The little boy grinned, half crying and half laughing, and Song Wei swallowed subconsciously.

Four years ago, that kid finally got shot as expected. When Song Wei received the news, he was a little inexplicably disappointed.

Now, Song Wei once again experienced that kind of pure awe, still from a young boy, but far smarter, stronger, and more cunning than that kid.

Hey, old...

Song Wei shook his head, and calmly asked, "Young Master Wang, what advice do you have?"

Wang Yan responded with the same calmness: "His business is cleared up, you haven't. One bottle of wine per person, after drinking, say 'Wang Shao, I'm impulsive, let's not be an example', the next time you and I meet, we can talk about other things .”

That was exactly the condition Brother Long put forward at the beginning.

The gangsters began to move around again, and their emotions were slightly unstable.

Even Gu Jiashu felt that Wang Yan was troublesome, he could pretend too much, and he didn't know how to let it go.

The soy sauce brother and the glasses master couldn't hold back, and spoke for the first time tonight.

"Young Master Wang, stay on the front line in life, so we can meet each other in the future..."

"For you, no need."

The godfather Wang Yan shook his head with a smile, leaned back slightly, and his posture was extremely leisurely.

The young and the young looked at Song Wei, but did not immediately start persuading him to drink.

He wanted to know how far he could suppress Song Wei without relying on skills.

It is right to be a human being, and to leave room for others is to leave room for oneself.

However, it doesn't work against gangsters!

These scum who walk on the edge of the law and live in intrigues will always be fearful of authority but not morality.

If you want to fight, you have to beat them once and for all, so that they don't dare to give birth to double-mindedness!

Calling them brothers and sisters in a friendly manner, and then relying on face to get things done?

think too much!

The white-eyed wolves are not familiar with money, but only with knives, guns and sticks can they be driven.

The family's villa is about to start construction. If they don't kill their arrogance and ambition now, should they wait for something to happen later?

Song Wei's influence may not be useful, but since I, Wang Yan, have established a name, I will make it unforgettable for you!

In the stagnant confrontation, Song Wei suddenly smiled.

"it is good."

Skillfully open the bottle, look up, tons...

"Young Master Wang, it's our fault, offended, don't make an example!"

The elder brother is like this, and the younger brothers naturally have nothing to insist on, so they immediately borrowed the slope to get off the donkey.

Immediately, there was a sound of googling in the room, followed by "Let's not make an example" one after another.

Before drinking, everyone was shocked and frightened.

After being subdued, my heart was relaxed, and I actually felt relieved.

Wang Yan nodded at Song Wei, the frost thawed, and suddenly a spring breeze blew on his face: "Brother Long, let's go, see you by fate."

The third fat man quietly opened half of his eyes, shivering violently.

Flipping is like flipping a book in NMLGB, it's really fuckin' sex!

As soon as he grinned, his head started to hurt again.

NMB, let's go!

Are you TM waiting for the food?

It was useless when Fatty Three really urged them, and the group retreated in a hurry, coming and going like a dam bursting.

In the blink of an eye, only the helper called by Gu Jiashu was left at the door.

A group of sand sculptures peeped at Wang Yan and asked, "That... Young Master Gu? We..."

"Find a room to play by yourself, I'll treat you!"

Gu Jiashu waved his hand depressingly, not at all interested in inviting friends and making friends.

He Meng began to squint at Wang Yan.

That probably meant to ask: what shall we do next?

The mood of the young and old is happy enough, but the interest is a bit lacking.

The state of a man after having a good time... I understand.

"Let's go, I wish you all a happy new year."

Standing up, smiling, and stretching, the room instantly came to life.

"It's gone!"

"Walk, walk, do what you should do!"

"Is anyone going to the Internet cafe all night?"

"Take me one!"

"Send the girl back first!"

"Okay! I'll go downstairs to find a car...Xiao Kai, you pay the bill!"

"Oh!"

It was buzzing, as if nothing had happened.

But how is that possible?

Real changes happen in the most secret corners, and only everyone knows it.

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