Perfect Entertainment Fitness Club.

"Why are you so stupid?! Don't stretch your legs, slide as I taught you just now... Oh my go, brother, can you wear three swimming rings?" Maocao stood by the pool in a sexy swimsuit, holding watermelon juice in his hand, and shouted Zhong Zhenbei, whose hair was wet to the pool.

"Ahem...!"

Zhong Zhenbei, who was wearing two-layer swimsuit, stood in the children's area with a depth of one meter and two meters deep, and was choked by the water and coughed. His head was a little painful and shouted: "I won't fuck swimming!"

"Why are you still anxious about yourself?" Maomao was speechless.

"... Everyone is good at it. Obviously, I definitely can't learn swimming." Zhong Zhenbei waved his hand and then walked to the shore.

"So stupid."

"Get out of here, cut you up." Zhong Zhenbei took off his swimsuit, lowered his head and wiped his hair, and then said to the cat: "Let's go, go eat something."

"Xiaobei, what are you asking me for?!" Maomao asked in a teasing tone with barefoots.

"…!" Zhong Zhenbei's cheeks suddenly turned red, and he said after holding it in for a long time: "Then I won't make an appointment tomorrow!"

"Hey, for so many years, no one has ever said that you are stupid?" Maomao asked with her big eyes open and stared at Zhong Zhenbei face to face.

"...Maocao, I have little experience in the person I am with, you have more experience, and there are many things...I... a little...!" Zhong Zhenbei felt the cat's breathing energy on his cheeks, and his whole body was numb and he was incoherent.

"I'll give you a word!" After hearing Zhong Zhenbei's comment on his much experience, Maomao immediately grinded his teeth and poked Zhong Zhenbei's chest with his manicure.

"you say."

"Get out!" Maomao turned around and left after scolding, muttering: "I must not poke wires with iron sticks in my life! This guy is so damn!"

Zhong Zhenbei grinned at the cat, and then went to the locker room to change his clothes.

...

Half an hour later, Zhong Zhenbei changed his clothes and walked out of the gym with a cat with a dark face and sunglasses.

"What do you want to eat?" Zhong Zhenbei asked while taking out the car keys.

"...Love whatever you love." Maomao pouted and replied with a little anger.

"Haha, okay." Zhong Zhenbei smiled, reached out and pressed the car key.

"Hulala!"

At this moment, six or seven people suddenly came over Zhong Zhenbei's Crv, the leader was twenty-six or seven years old, and his cheeks were very strange.

"Sisters, what's the phone number? Can you stay here?" the young man asked to the cat with a smile.

"Are you so sick? Stupid!" Maomao was stunned, then frowned and pulled Zhong Zhenbei to walk into the car.

"You go back first." When Zhong Zhenbei saw these people, he immediately understood what was going on.

"Fuck your mother!"

Someone suddenly scolded behind him!

Zhong Zhenbei was about to turn back at this time.

"Touch!" A brick slapped Zhong Zhenbei's head directly.

"Fuck him!" The young man in the team shouted, and the leader was about to rush forward.

"Hold!"

After Zhong Zhenbei staggered, he ignored everyone else. He reached out and pulled open the crv back seat door, grabbed the baseball stick directly, and turned around without saying a word!

"Crack!"

The boy who was sneak attacking with a brick behind him was caught off guard and was fucked to the ground on the spot, with his chin directly dislocated.

"Hulala!"

At the same time, several other people rushed up, and Zhong Zhenbei leaned on the crv body, with his eyes tilted, and when he waved the baseball stick, he basically beat him with his head!

Several people took out their knives and rushed forward, but the baseball stick was solid wood, so the game should be hard and strong, and it is not as easy as a knife!

"Stop fighting!"

The cat held the small bag, swung it left and right, and shouted with a small mouth: "I'm calling 110!!"

"Your mom is a b, do you know why you do it?" The young man held the military sect and pointed at Zhong Zhenbei, and he felt a sense of poverty.

"Fuck your mother! Do I still need to know why?" Zhong Zhenbei jumped up and said.

"Swish!" The young man shrank his neck and retreated.

Zhong Zhenbei moved forward and his feet left the ground, so he was instantly kicked at the back joint and was pulled to the ground on the spot.

"Fuck!" When Zhong Zhenbei fell to the ground, the baseball stick still did not let go, and he kept hitting his kid for two or three times.

"Swish!"

At this moment, the manager of the swimming pool trotted out with the security guard and shouted: "Fuck you, I'm willing to roll around and call! Don't make a fuck in the parking lot!"

The young man looked back at the security guard, then pointed at Zhong Zhenbei and said, "Fuck your mother, it's not your turn to do things like this in Yanji! There are many opportunities, let's walk slowly and watch!"

"Damn it!" Zhong Zhenbei endured the pain in his legs and was about to jump up.

"Let's go!" the young man shouted, and before the security guard arrived, he took the people away.

"Are you okay?" Maomao held Zhong Zhenbei.

"Brother, hurry up and go! These kids are all hooligans, and they are both easy and heavy." The manager also shouted at Zhong Zhenbei.

"Thank you, it's okay."

Zhong Zhenbei patted the dust on his body and replied to the manager.

"Who is it?!" Maomao asked urgently.

"I know who it is, you don't have to worry about it. Go home first. I'll call you tonight!" Zhong Zhenbei threw the baseball stick into the crv, then took out the phone and dialed Liu Wei's cell phone directly.

“Where is it?”

"Where is Hunchun."

"Now you go back and let's do something tonight."

"Zhenbei, forget it!" Maomao said, pulling it.

"Haha, it's okay, I'll talk to them." Zhong Zhenbei smiled on his face and raised his hand to touch the cat's head.

"Okay, I understand." Liu Wei replied on the phone.

"...Bring that thing back." Zhong Zhenbei reminded Liu Wei in a faint way.

"What's the matter!! Are you going to be anxious to death?" Maomao shouted in a crying voice.

"What I prepared for others is really fine." Zhong Zhenbei comforted again, and reached out to hang up the phone.

At this moment, a Nissan private car parked next to the CRV, and four strong men walked out of the car, and almost blinked, came to Zhong Zhenbei next to him.

"Fuck!" Zhong Zhenbei thought the opponent was back, so he turned around and wanted to get a baseball stick.

"Your name is Zhong Zhenbei?" asked the middle-aged man who led the team.

"Are you okay?" Zhong Zhenbei got out of the car with a baseball stick.

"Haha." The middle-aged man smiled, then took out the police officer's certificate, pointed at Zhong Zhenbei and said, "Tort him away!"

Zhong Zhenbei was stunned and opened his mouth and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I'll tell you when I go to the bureau." Middle-aged man replied quickly.

"I'll give you my phone back!" Zhong Zhenbei said nothing, and handed the phone in his hand to Maomao.

"Oh, are you still messing with me?" The detective suddenly had an eyebrow.

"I'll be with you, fuck!" Zhong Zhenbei saw that the cat didn't react, and then threw the phone on the ground and stomped his feet directly.

p.s.: Add updates to the next 9 o'clock together! I continued to do it...
Chapter completed!