Chapter Seventy-Five: One Old and One Young Find True Love
Haolong is quite speechless towards this old man now. He acts like an elder in front of his juniors, but when there is no one around, he looks like an old naughty boy.
"I said, Grandpa, forget it. Finding true love is the task of young people. You go back first and wait for two years to have your grandson," Haolong said in attack
"Shit, old man, I'm only fifty this year!" The old man was a little excited and touched his head, "I have white hair and a childish face, my sword is still young, and I have plenty of energy!"
"It's...enough?" Haolong was a little unconvinced.
"Pa!" The old man suddenly stamped his foot. The stone slab under his feet could not bear the old man's kick, and it was crushed to pieces.
What a fierce old man, Haolong raised his eyebrows, "Grandpa, you are an ox"
Mr. Xiahe raised the crutch in his hand and hit Haolong, "You don't know how to respect the elderly at all!"
Haolong was helpless, he turned out to be such an old man, "Okay, okay, let's find true love."
"Wait!" Haolong was stopped just as he was about to leave.
"what happened again?"
"You, come here and carry me on your back."
"You have such a strong body and you still want me to carry you!"
"Uh, um, um, the ground was too hard just now. My, my feet hurt," Mr. Xiahe said with his head lowered. Haolong could feel it. The old man's face was definitely red now.
"Hey, I'm unlucky." Haolong sighed, bowed and carried the old man on his back.
Haolong carried the old man on his back to a stone bench in a small park. It was not even eleven o'clock yet, and there were still a lot of people in the park. Haolong put the old man down, sat on the stone bench, and took out his handbag.
Mediterranean, put it in your mouth and light it up
"This cigarette is good, don't patronize yourself!" The old man and Haolong also asked for it, and started smoking beautifully.
Haolong felt very unbelievable when he saw the old man smoking, "You... smoke too?"
"Nonsense, I don't smoke more than you. I think I was also a smoker back then, but I just quit later, and I don't smoke often now. This cigarette is not bad, it's strong enough!" The old man blew out a smoke ring, "Look! There it is.
You have a miniskirt!”
Haolong heard the old man yelling and looked in his direction, "Where? Where is the miniskirt?" After looking for a long time, he couldn't find one.
"Hey, kid, isn't that little girl wearing a miniskirt?"
"You...you are a pervert, you don't even let children go!"
"Cut, huh? Tight pants!" Mr. Xiahe shouted again
"You still want to lie to me?" Haolong smoked silently this time, ignoring the old man.
"This time it's true, it's really true!" said Mr. Xiahe
Haolong turned his head, he was really there. He was wearing tight jeans and a tight T-shirt. He was young and beautiful. But the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt, "Ah, Ling Miaoke, Teacher Ling!" Haolong remembered it.
Ling Miaoke seems to be being harassed by a fat middle-aged man. There is a flashy and expensive sports car next to the middle-aged man. It seems that Ling Miaoke hates him very much.
"Boy, you know leggings? Hehe, then go quickly, you can't miss the opportunity." Mr. Xiahe smiled.
"Humph, look at me, it is the responsibility of our people's teachers to save beauties from the fire and water!" Haolong was talking about Dayi Lingran, and walked over with a stride.
"Let that girl go!" Haolong said an extremely crude line as soon as he walked up to the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man and Ling Miaoke looked at Haolong at the same time
"Teacher Hao? Why are you here?" Ling Miaoke was a little surprised.
"Oh, it's because of love. I had a premonition that you would be in trouble today, so I rushed here non-stop to save you," Haolong said affectionately
"Uh, this..." Haolong pulled Ling Miaoke behind him before she could finish her words, pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "You'd better give up. It's best not to harass the beautiful and lovely Ling again."
Miss"
"Hmph, who are you? Do you know who I am?" After saying this, the middle-aged man came to hold Ling Miaoke's hand.
"Pah", Haolong knocked his Husou away, "How can you do anything in front of such a beautiful young lady?"
"Teacher Hao, you..."
"Don't talk, leave this kind of thing to us men!" Haolong interrupted Ling Miaoke's words.
"Boy, don't you know who I am? I'll tell you, I am..."
"Bang"
"Ah————" before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, Haolong had already punched him. The middle-aged man who was hit had a bruised eye and a bruised nose, and a ball of blood and two or three broken teeth came out of his mouth.
, fell to the ground. Looking at this scene, Ling Miaoke opened her mouth in surprise and hurriedly ran to the middle-aged man.
Haolong went over and grabbed Ling Miaoke. "It's not worth it for this kind of person." Then he pointed at the middle-aged man's car, "Do you think having a car means you are powerful? Is it great? You can just walk on Park Street casually.
Do you want to grab the girl's hand?" After saying that, he punched a few times and broke the glass of the car window.
"In the future, we must learn to be a good person and respect others, do you understand?" Haolong pointed at the middle-aged man lying on the ground and covering his mouth.
Ling Miaoke stood in front of Haolong, staring at him with a pair of eyes.
"Oh, you don't need to thank me, this is what I should do," Hao Long said
"Pah!" Ling Miaoke waved her little hand and gave Haolong a clear and resounding slap, "You, you are hitting my father!"
"Ah! Dad?" Haolong realized something was wrong, "This, this, I need to pee, I'll talk about it later." Haolong couldn't explain clearly at the moment, so he just peeed and ran away.
"Hahaha" the old man was smiling happily on the stone chair.
"Why are you laughing? It's not your bad idea!" Hao Long accused
At this time, the middle-aged man pulled Ling Miaoke over and said, "I'm tired. I'm tired." The middle-aged man had just received a heavy blow to his mouth and couldn't speak clearly, so he simply let Ling Miaoke speak.
"My father asked you to compensate, you are responsible"
"Haha, this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. I will definitely come to visit you some other day." Hao Long looked apologetic.
"Oh, it's not a big deal, forget it." Mr. Xiahe stood up
When the middle-aged man saw Mr. Xia He, he immediately went up and bowed, as if he was meeting his own father. "Before you scare the snake, please correct..." The middle-aged man's speech was still unclear.
"Mr. Xiahe, I didn't know it was you, so forget it. It's just a minor injury. I can handle it myself," Ling Miaoke translated.
Although Haolong didn't know why he did this to Mr. Xia He, he was glad that he had escaped. When Ling Miaoke left, he turned back and glared at Haolong. Haolong just smiled sheepishly.
"Then why don't we go find true love?" Mr. Xiahe asked.