When Shi Guoping was distracted by Li Suifeng, Liu Handong had already returned to Tiezha Street. As soon as he stopped the car, he saw a drunken red-faced man standing on the roadside, peeing in the flower bed. Wasn't that Kan Wanlin?
"It is strictly prohibited to defecate anywhere!" Liu Handong slammed the car door and shouted sternly. He was wearing a police uniform, with a police rank and badge, and he was not angry or intimidating.
Kan Wanlin was startled, wet his hands, and hurriedly picked up his pants. He looked back and smiled happily: "Who did I think? Brother Dong, you scared me to the point of peeing. If I become impotent, you have to ask me to see a doctor."
Liu Handong smiled and said: "Don't be afraid if you suffer from impotence. Let Sister Mei treat it for you and make sure it's done properly."
Kan Wanlin said: "We're here just in time, let's have a drink together." As he said that, he stretched out his hand still stained with urine to hold Liu Handong's shoulder.
Liu Handong hurriedly dodged: "You guys drink first, I'll come back after changing my clothes."
Kan Wanlin said: "I understand, the five public security prohibitions." Pointing to Tuji Beef Village, "Come here quickly, I'll save the wine for you."
"Okay, wait for me." Liu Handong waved his hand and walked quickly to No. 108. The card game continued downstairs. Bao Yumei took a look at the cigarette and nodded. Even after saying hello, she went up to the second floor. Zhu Xiaoqiang held the toilet paper and left.
When he came out of the house, he was unkempt, extremely thin, and unshaven. When he saw Liu Handong suddenly appeared, he subconsciously wanted to hide, but it was already too late, so he had to smile awkwardly: "Brother Dong, I...I am short of money. I will lend you the four hundred yuan."
You have to take it slow."
"It's okay, don't rush." Liu Handong patted Zhu Xiaoqiang considerately and continued upstairs. Xiaoli was not here. It was two o'clock in the afternoon and she was probably working in the shampoo room.
The door of my own room on the fourth floor was locked and the padlock was opened. It was completely new inside. A north-facing skylight was installed on the roof. It was ventilated and bright. The four walls were repainted. The bed was covered with clean blue floral sheets. It looked very homely.
Feel it.
In the past three months, I have not lived here, and I have not paid the rent, but my landlord still keeps this room for me. It seems that behind her vulgar philistine, there is a kind and gentle heart. At this moment, Liu Handong actually
A little touched.
Suddenly he heard the sound of stomping up the stairs, and he was heading straight to the fourth floor. Liu Handong looked back and saw Huo Ying coming towards him, wearing an aqua long-sleeved T-shirt, hot pants and sneakers, revealing a pair of dazzling white shoes.
Legs, youthful and invincible, without saying a word, jumped over directly, hooked his hands around Liu Handong's neck, and wrapped his two green-white thighs around Liu Handong's waist.
Liu Handong swallowed his saliva and didn't know where to put his hands. In front of him were rough waves and white caps, but below he was fair and dazzling. It was so slippery that it wouldn't be appropriate to put it anywhere. The most embarrassing thing was that he had been training hard for several months.
I couldn't hold it in any longer, and there was an immediate reaction below.
"Brother Dong, you are so hard." Huo Ying seemed to feel something and said with a playful smile.
"My fist is too strong. If you don't come down, I'll beat you." Liu Handong pretended to be angry.
"Hehe, let's fight. If I break him, it's up to you." Huo Ying was still excited, and her legs tightened around him even more tightly.
Liu Handong thought to himself that he would make a mistake if he continued like this. Even party members and cadres made of special materials could not withstand this kind of test. He grabbed Huo Ying's small waist with both hands and scratched her. Huo Ying was ticklish and could not help but laugh.
After relaxing his grip on his legs, Liu Handong picked him up and threw him directly onto the bed.
There was a bang, and the bed made a loud bang. Huo Ying frowned, as if she was hurt by the fall.
"What's wrong?" Liu Handong took a step forward.
Huo Ying suddenly smiled, and crossed her legs to pinch Liu Handong, sucking him in like an octopus. Liu Handong leaned down, and the two people looked at each other. The atmosphere was very ambiguous and awkward.
"You're so suffocated, how about I help you?" Huo Ying blew her breath, deliberately exposing half of her shoulders.
"How can I help?" Liu Handong asked subconsciously, feeling uncomfortable as soon as he said it.
"How do you want to help?" Huo Ying smiled slyly, making Liu Handong suddenly realize that he was falling into a trap.
Liu Handong took off his blue police uniform shirt, revealing his strong muscles.
Huo Ying closed her eyes, pouted her lips, and looked seductively letting everyone take what she wanted.
After a long time without any movement, he opened his eyes and saw that Liu Handong took a plaid shirt from the closet, put it on himself and opened the door and left in a hurry.
Huo Ying chased him out and couldn't help but smile when he saw Liu Handong running away.
Liu Handong hurried downstairs, unable to hide, and when he reached the second floor, he suddenly saw Zhu Xiaoqiang standing at the door, asking: "Brother Dong, can we discuss something with you?"
"Let's go downstairs and talk." Liu Handong was afraid that Huo Ying would chase him down, so he pulled Zhu Xiaoqiang downstairs and out of the yard. He lit a cigarette and then calmed down. He was secretly glad that he had moral integrity. Huo Ying was no better than others and belonged to the side of the house.
You must not eat grass. If you eat it, you will be in big trouble.
"Brother Dong, I haven't eaten in three days." Zhu Xiaoqiang said pitifully.
This is a bit exaggerated, but Zhu Xiaoqiang is indeed in a very bad situation, and he probably doesn't make any money writing online novels.
"Let's go have dinner with my brother." Liu Handong was about to go to the Beef Village for a drink, so he simply took Zhu Xiaoqiang there with him. In the store, a group of illegal truck drivers such as Shan Pao and Kan Wanlin were drinking. Empty beer bottles and cow bones were scattered on the ground. Liu Handong saw
Coming in, Shanpao hurriedly called to the boy to cut another plate of beef, fry offal, and carry a box of beer.
"My buddy, Zhu Xiaoqiang, is a writer." Liu Handong patted Zhu Xiaoqiang on the shoulder and introduced him to everyone. Everyone couldn't help but stand in awe when they saw the writer's unkempt appearance. The writer was really willing to live in poverty.
A box of beer was brought up, all the bottle caps were opened, and a bottle was placed in front of everyone. Shan Pao said with great pride, "Drink one bottle first before talking."
Everyone tilted their necks and fucked, and Zhu Xiaoqiang also followed the same example. He took a few breaths before finishing the bottle of wine. He had no food in his stomach and couldn't stand the stimulation of the beer. He turned his head and squirted out, all the stomach acid he vomited came out.
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Liu Handong patted his back: "Writer, just take it easy, is that okay?"
"I'm fine." Zhu Xiaoqiang is a face-saving person. He wiped the vomit from the corner of his mouth and said nonchalantly: "I also had a lot of trouble in school. I didn't perform well today. Come again!"
Liu Handong said: "The writer hasn't eaten for three days and drank a lot."
Everyone expressed their understanding. Shan Pao asked the waiter to bring a bowl of beef soup, add more beef, break off half a piece of steamed bun, and let him eat first. When Zhu Xiaoqiang saw the food, his salivation was strong, and he wolfed it down. The others continued to push cups and change cups.
, drink happily.
After a big bowl of beef soup, Zhu Xiaoqiang regained his composure and became energetic. He took the initiative to pick up a wine bottle and toast everyone. Kan Wanlin asked him: "Writer, what did you write?"
"The book is called The Supreme Special Forces. It tells the story of the return of a special forces king named Ye Feng, who unifies the underworld, builds a business empire, recovers the Diaoyu Islands, and destroys the sun and the United States..." Zhu Xiaoqiang told the story enthusiastically, but others listened impatiently.
Shan Pao raised his wine bottle: "Dadong, take one!"
Only Kan Wanlin stared and listened with interest. Zhu Xiaoqiang gathered his energy and continued to explain: "In the end, Ye Feng held a collective wedding with Zhongmei on the Diaoyu Island, and the whole book was completed."
"What a piece of shit." Kan Wanlin said with a wink.
Zhu Xiaoqiang's self-esteem was hurt, but he was very tolerant. He just cursed in his heart, you are a bunch of uneducated bumpkins, do you know the C-shaped encirclement, do you know where the second island chain is, do you know what a fourth-generation aircraft is, do you know?
Where is the nine-dash line drawn?
All the anger was melted into the wine. He drank it all in one gulp and wiped his mouth fiercely. When I signed a contract and made a lot of money on the shelves, I... I thought about it for a long time and couldn't think of anything else, so I could only continue to drink.
Everyone doesn't know the writer's psychological activities. At this moment, Liu Handong's mind is filled with Huo Ying's big white legs. An evil fire rises from his lower abdomen. He is always ready to do something. This is probably what the ** people call sperm on the brain.
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After finishing the drink, Shan Pao went to get a massage again. Kan Wanlin responded strongly to the call, stood up unsteadily, and held Zhu Xiaoqiang's shoulders: "Writer, go and get some inspiration."
Zhu Xiaoqiang burped: "What, what are you picking?"
Kan Wanlin picked his teeth and looked at him with disdain: "Tsk, I'm still a writer. I don't even know how to collect styles. I just go down to the grassroots to experience life and accumulate life materials, you know?"
"I won't go. I have something else to do and I'm quite busy." Zhu Xiaoqiang often passes by the shampoo room and has never had the courage to go in. At this time, he politely declined, but his eyes were full of longing.
"Put me down. What can happen to you? I don't know what you writers can do besides masturbating on the H-net. Let's go and collect stories with my brother. Let's go for a leisurely trip." Kan Wanlin said.
Zhu Xiaoqiang walked out with his shoulder, and Writer Zhu half-nudging him followed.
In Sister Mei's hair-washing room, Xiaoli and Xiaoya were sitting and smoking. They were both wearing revealing short skirts, exposing their snow-white thighs. From time to time, they waved to honest people passing by: "Come on, come and have fun." Look.
When the honest man ran away in fear, the two of them happily leaned back and forth, laughing.
A group of drunken men came over. Xiaoli immediately stood up and tugged on her skirt, put out her cigarette, and said with a smile: "Brother Shan Pao, Brother Wan Lin, oh, and Brother Dong, I haven't seen you in the past."
A group of people entered the shop. Xiaoya closed the door and asked the guests to sit down. Sister Mei came out of it coquettishly. When she saw Liu Handong was there, she immediately beamed with joy: "Dadong is a rare guest, Ni'er talks about it every day.
You, my ears are calloused."
Liu Handong said: "I have been busy and have no time to come and see her."
Sister Mei turned around and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Nier, your brother is here."
Huanxi came out of it, still as pure as a white lotus. Zhu Xiaoqiang's eyes straightened at that moment.
"Take your brother in and have a good chat." Sister Mei smiled evilly and pushed Huanxi and Liu Handong into a room, and closed the door superfluously. Then she turned back and clapped her hands, and two new newcomers walked over.
He is not older than 20 years old, and his figure and appearance are not bad, but he can't hide his smell of a local chicken.
"Let the writer choose first," Kan Wanlin shouted.
Zhu Xiaoqiang hesitated, looking at this and that. He was thinking about Huanxi but was embarrassed to say it.
"Little brother, you are spoiled for choice. My sister will receive you personally." Sister Mei smiled and dragged Zhu Xiaoqiang in.
"Tsk, tsk, Sister Mei still wants to taste a baby chicken." Kan Wanlin sighed.