"Haol." Fu Daicheng kissed Hong Meigui's cheek again, and then walked out of the box happily.

...

On the sidewalk of Binhe Road in an old section of Yangjiang District, under a willow tree.

A young and middle-aged man is calling with his cell phone.

"Mr. Fang, things can't be delayed anymore. You said that the boy was shot by a serious prisoner, which attracted the attention of the police. It's hard to take action immediately. I can understand. It's been five or six days now, and you still can't take action, so it's unreasonable."

"Oh Mr. Wu, you don't trust me. Didn't you see that I took a few brothers to spend time in Yangjiang every day for your business? My mother has caused a great impact on my platform's business. I have repeatedly explained to you that I can't be anxious to do this business. You have to make full use of it and make careful preparations. You have to find an opportunity. Otherwise, the police will be arrested, and the number of money you will be fined. You can use this little money to make soup." Mr. Fang said on the phone.

"That's right, but you know my situation. From my perspective, I naturally don't care about these few days, but the brothers who were doing something for me have been beaten by that boy for more than ten days. It's been nearly half a month. They are anxious. My brothers stay in a hotel every day and dare not go back home, and they can't even hold their wives. Mr. Fang, please put your shoes in your shoes and think about their feelings. I'll tell you, they have the heart to kill me." The young and middle-aged man explained patiently.

"The problem is that even if I made that kid, what are the uses for you brothers?"

"That's right. After my brothers were beaten up like blood, the boy was soft all day long, like a bone being pulled off. He could eat farts and let go of his farts, but he was weak all over. I told you that you might not believe it. I asked a few girls to comfort me brothers, and let the girl do whatever she does, how to do it, how to help, the game would not be completed. Who wouldn't be popular? And I have invited all kinds of people, such as acupuncture, cupping, and living Bodhisattvas, and also checked, but it was useless and they all said it was fine. So their final hope was that the person who tied the bell was to untie the bell. That is to say that the boy had to solve the problem. So they urged me every day to make the boy mess up and then force him to give me the brothers 'freedom'."

"Fuck, there are so many things to do." The person who was called Mr. Fang cursed on the phone, "Then hell, he will destroy the other person as you ask. That person has already been destroyed. Are you willing to solve the problem for your brothers?"

"You don't have to worry about this. Let's talk about it until then."

"Okay, I'll take my brothers to wait for him now, and take action if I have the chance."

...

In the small box of the fried restaurant, several plates on the table were empty, and there were five or six empty beer bottles on the table. Fu Daicheng stood up while burping, staring at Hong Meigui's V-shaped collar, "If you don't drink wine, you can't do anything."

Fu Daicheng kicked away the chair and walked behind Hong Meigui, put his hand on Hong Meigui's shoulder, and placed his palm on one of Hong Meigui's mountains.

Hong Meigui took Fu Daicheng's palm away, "What are you doing?"

When Fu Daicheng heard this sound, his bones were sore. "Sister Hong, what do you think I want to do? Of course, it's open-room."

"You, you're still talking about the opening room?" Hong Meigui suddenly choked up, his nose twitched and his eyes turned red.

"What's wrong, Sister Hong?" Fu Daicheng was really panicked.

"You, you still say you love me? You still say you can't live without me for a moment? You don't care about me at all!" Hong Meigui swung her body and said she was so angry that the two mountains swayed like earthquakes.
Chapter completed!