Ghost King Da San San retracted his gaze and reached out to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth. He admitted that for a moment, he thought...but soon, he suppressed it. He still needs to be more sunny as a human being.

You only looked at it twice, a hundred and eighty times is correct.

Zhou Xiaoxing poked Uncle Feng's elbow, expressing his dissatisfaction with his eyes, and motioned for him to take back his hand. Ghost King Da already knew his mistake, and they didn't have to do this, otherwise it would only make Alian more embarrassed.

"Ghost King Da, I'm warning you, don't let it happen again, otherwise..."

Uncle Feng put his palms on his neck, his eyes were deep and could not be underestimated. Gui Wangda quickly clasped his hands together, put them in the air, and waved them up and down, begging to be let go.

"Alian, you go back to your room first."

I don’t know if I can believe what Gui Wangda said, but Uncle Feng said to Alian gently, after seeing her safely entering the room...he looked at Zhou Xiaoxing, and he smiled helplessly.

Alian really likes this guy.

Indeed, his actions are enough to make a woman's heart flutter.

Compared with Ghost King Da, ah, it’s okay to use him as a reference. The comparison is also with myself in my later life.

"Uncle Feng, don't worry. If Gui Wangda still has evil intentions, you don't need to take action. I will punch him and break his good leg, so that he can relive the pain he suffered before."

As he spoke, Zhou Xiaoxing raised his fists and his eyes moved back and forth on the leg covered by Gui Wangda. As soon as Uncle Feng made a sound, he would hit wherever he pointed without any ambiguity, ensuring that he would not injure other muscles and bones.

The corners of his mouth widened, and Uncle Feng thought of the way Ghost King Da showed his teeth and screamed. He closed his eyes and waved his hands, and his face returned to calm, as if to say: This is your first offense, so stop it.

Zhou Xiaoxing had figured out Uncle Feng's thoughts and deliberately exaggerated. As he expected, the latter was compassionate and freed the Ghost King.

"Don't..."

Not knowing whether to hold his head or his legs, Gui Wangda simply closed his eyes and screamed. For a long time, no fist came and he couldn't feel the cold wind before he was hit. He opened his eyes little by little.

"Thank you. It's my fault. I shouldn't have...it's just that when I think of Ali, the school beauty of the Global Elite Center, I can't help but..."

Before he finished speaking, Gui Wangda showed the same salty expression as Tou Xian. He heard two "pops" and his eyes were swollen.

"Ah, I don't even listen to anyone's explanations for what I do. Even if I'm beaten like this, I still have a face to see others."

It was intentional. Zhou Xiaoxing's uncle Feng withdrew his fist at the same frequency. This punch was fast, accurate, hard, and clean. The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and instantly turned Ghost Wangda into a giant panda, the honest and honest kind.

"Xiaoxing, what kind of boxing are you doing?"

"Drunken Eight Immortals in Drunken Boxing, I can't remember which move it was, but I took advantage of it. Uncle Feng, what about you?"

"I don't know. To learn from you, I need him to wake up."

Uh...Uncle Feng, just do what you like. Fighting is a fight, don't bring drunken fist with you, it's too shameless.

I’m so angry!

He was the one who was beaten; even if he didn't apologize, he still had the mind to study boxing skills. Huh, let's just treat him as dead!

From time to time, the sound of a bus stopping outside the house can be heard. "You shouldn't borrow it," "I'm going to you," and "Sorry, the next bus" are clearly audible. This is the evening rush hour in Xiangjiang, and countless office workers are coming from

They returned to the small rental house in the office building of Nuo University. Between these two points, they were either crowded in the bus, subway or on the way.

"Hey, what are you thinking about? Tell me quickly, otherwise Uncle Feng and I will leave. We will take care of the father-in-law's affairs ourselves in the future. Also, give... back to me."

I don’t know if Uncle Feng knew about the money he gave him, but Zhou Xiaoxing gave a knowing look and stood up to go back home.

Don’t delay his sleep if nothing happens, and don’t delay him if something happens.

Uncle Feng thought so too. He had finished his meal and planned to wait for Ghost King Da to tell his request, then clear the table, check on Alian's condition, and then go to bed.

Staying up late is the preserve of those office workers who get off the car and rush back home. He is not a worker, and there is no such thing as staying up late. In addition, in Dongpingzhou, the sun rises and sets, and the biological clock tends to be stable, even in the city.

Here, this habit has not changed.

Although Gui Wangda only met Yan Zhen once, and with punctuation, they spoke less than ten sentences in total, but this man is extremely honest and cannot be persuaded by ordinary people.

With the close friendship between the two of them, he wanted to be strong-willed and suddenly thought that Uncle Feng was not an ordinary person, let alone Zhou Xiaoxing...

Forget it, it’s okay to fail once. He did all this for the army and for the thousands of suffering compatriots.

Thinking of this, he came up with a plan. After returning home, he was going to make a donation box with love stickers on it. The most important thing was to write "save compatriots". With his sharp tongue, he would spend a month

, he moved his fingers, and the account came to mind: at least ten yuan, regardless of the upper limit.

Very Good!

"Uncle Feng, what do you think he is thinking about?"

"I don't know, don't you have clairvoyance? Take a look?"

"No, you don't need clairvoyance for such a trivial matter."

As soon as Zhou Xiaoxing finished speaking, he gently gave the wandering Ghost King Da a fist without using any supernatural power. In the latter's opinion, he probably felt like something fell on him.

Ghost King Da shook his head and woke up.

Ah this...

Uncle Feng couldn't understand, so he rubbed his eyes, opened his eyes and looked again. Gui Wangda's stiff body was shaken at first, and then gradually started to move.

"What to do?"

What do you say? Pay back the money!

Zhou Xiaoxing kicked up the chair, leaned forward, and stared at Ghost King Da who had just woken up from his fantasy.

Uncle Feng had a joking look on his face. This was regarded as a small punishment for Ghost King Datou's first act. Although Zhou Xiaoxing didn't mean it, it wasn't important. He thought it was fine.

"Xiao Xing, don't be like this. I agree with you to help the father-in-law of Ming Dynasty. I just have a small request, but it's not too much?"

"That's not what I said. I'm angry that you wasted my and Uncle Feng's time. Please tell me what you want!"

Uncle Feng nodded. Zhou Xiaoxing had spoken to his heart. It took almost two hours to eat this meal. It would take more time to rest.

"Help me seduce the girl."

Ghost King Da suppressed his voice, did not open his mouth, and made a nasal sound that was connected together.

"What?"

Zhou Xiaoxing heard clearly. He was worried that Uncle Feng didn't hear, so he asked specifically.

"Help! Me! Ditch! Girl!"

After a pause for each word, Ghost King Da took it upon himself to do it. The reason why he came here was because he waited outside for an hour to smoke a cigarette, rambled on at the dinner table, and looked around, all because of the four words he just said.

Ah this...

Fortunately, Alian had already returned to the room. Uncle Feng took a look inside and saw that there was no movement at all, so he let out a sigh of relief.

Zhou Xiaoxing slapped the table and smiled, what's wrong with this world? He encountered it three times in one day: first, the boss at Uncle Da's house would rather stay in the school he once hated for the sake of his mistress.

Next, the third uncle did not return to the house at night and ran to teach the boss the experience of ditching women. You know, the third uncle has not kept a woman until now...

Then there was the Ghost King Da in front of him, who went around and around and made a lot of jokes before telling his true thoughts about coming.

That’s outrageous!

Does the ditch girl need help?

He’s handsome, no, it’s okay to look like Zhou Xiaoxing!

Uncle Feng's face darkened. This matter had nothing to do with him. He didn't hear it and stood up silently.

"Xiao Xing, you take Ghost King Da over to talk about this. I have to wash the dishes and get ready to rest."

No, he wanted to see the embarrassment and embarrassment that Uncle Feng inadvertently revealed rather than helping Ghost Wang Da with his plans.

He doesn't know Uncle Feng's past yet, so he takes this opportunity to tease Uncle Feng and hear about his past with her.

As for Ghost King Da, it’s cool to have a pocket...

"Uncle Feng, when it comes to ditch girls, you should be more experienced. Tell me, right? Ghost King Da?"

I got a roll of my eyes and was kicked out.

"Little

The lights in Uncle Feng's house were dark, and the lights in the hallway were also dark. If Zhou Xiaoxing could see it, Uncle Feng's face would also be dark!

I'm very helpless, Guo Nu, Zhou Xiaoxing said nicely that he has experience, but he obviously just...forget it, just take a shower and sleep.

Sensing that Uncle Feng's footsteps were gradually disappearing, Zhou Xiaoxing took out the key and glared at Gui Wangda, who was leaning on a cane next to him.

Tou Xian is a very smart person, but now he is pretending to be stupid.

"Of course I know that Uncle Feng hasn't done much dating. Maybe it was just once, just teasing him and making irony, do you recognize it?"

After entering the house, turn on the light and see the ghost king shaking his head like a wave and sighing, which means you know you don't know.

No one's IQ or EQ is above the passing line, and even if you can't pass it, you're asking for help.

He lay down on the sofa, took out the beer from the refrigerator, turned on the TV, and Zhou Xiaoxing was ready.

"That's it..."

Ghost Wangda put down his walking stick, sat on the single sofa near the door, and opened a beer for Zhou Xiaoxing. He just said four words when the latter raised his hand to stop him.

"Say it first, no foul language."

He still wants to sleep after waiting, and doesn't want to have nightmares.
To be continued...