"Are you not leaving?? If you don't leave, I can leave???" Zhouzhou shouted at Binbin.
"Go away! It's none of your business!" Binbin stared at Zhouzhou's cheek, paused, and replied lightly.
"Hoo ho!"
Zhouzhou stretched out his hand and pointed at Binbin's face. He remained silent for half a minute without saying a word, then gritted his teeth and replied: "You are really my father!!!"
"Aren't you leaving?" Binbin asked.
"Get out of here, uncle, if you don't leave, how the hell am I going to leave???" Zhouzhou couldn't hold it back and cursed loudly. Binbin looked at him with a hint of emotion in his eyes, pursed his lips, and put his hand on his
On his shoulder, he said slowly: "In terms of your personality, there is indeed a gap between you and our Brother Ma Fei!"
"Get lost!" Zhouzhou replied irritably.
"You two are like people in this circle in this state!!" Zhang Weidong interjected sonorously, and then continued to say with high spirits: "It's useless to say anything else, you two call someone, I'll pay for it!! Today
I'll give it my damn life and give him one hundred thousand yuan!!"
Ten minutes later, upstairs in the hotel.
"Dong dong dong!"
There was a knock on the door of the private room where the strong men's group was.
"Come in!" The strong man sitting at the end shouted towards the door.
"Squeak!" The waiter opened the door and walked in with his head stuck out.
"...Is something wrong?" the strong man asked him.
"Well, there is someone downstairs, let me give this to you!" The waiter said weakly, took a step forward, and handed the folded note in his hand to the middle-aged man sitting in the middle.
"What is this?" the middle-aged man said doubtfully, then he opened the note and glanced at it, it read like this.
"You are such a big b*tch, Mara. This matter is not over yet. If you are the one taking care of your father, let's make an appointment to meet again!"
"What the hell is this about fun?" The middle-aged man looked at the note full of typos and couldn't figure it out for a long time. The strong man glanced at it and said: "Haha, he wants to fight with you.
!”
"What is a fight?" the middle-aged man asked confusedly.
"...Just find a place to fight!!"
"Who are you looking for? Looking for me?" The middle-aged man pointed at himself in astonishment and said.
"I must be looking for you, but the posture of the man named Meng Fei just now was very low! He shouldn't have stabbed Gu, right?" the strong man asked a little confused.
"...Well, it can't be him!" The middle-aged man then left the note on the ground, remained silent for a moment, and said lightly: "Go down and see if they are still down there!!"
"Okay!" The strong man nodded, turned around and walked out.
A few minutes later, the strong man came downstairs with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked up and saw Zhang Weidong and others. Then he walked over and asked with a frown, "What do you mean?"
"I'm going to fuck you!! What do you mean!" Zhang Weidong said with a pinched neck.
"Okay, then stop inking and do it here!" The strong man agreed simply and was ready to take action.
"Brother, this is the city center. If you work here, there won't be any sparks. If you are really a warrior, let's make an appointment!" Zhang Weidong stood next to the Land Rover, squinting his eyes and saying with a murderous look.
"Okay, then I'll pick a place. Do you dare to go?" the strong man asked.
"Say it!"
"1 At the National Highway Toll Station, turn left for twenty miles. There is a training ground. Can I go there?"
"It's done!!"
"Haha!" The strong man glanced at Zhang Weidong with a smile, turned around and left, shaking his head and muttering: "Damn it, is the IQ of the whole people lowered, or is he just that stupid?"
…
“Bang!!!”
I stumbled into the corridor of the operating room, my thighs bumped on the bench, and I limped to the door of the operating room. I gasped, grabbed Liu Di's arm, and asked the others.
: "How's it going? Are you alive or not??"
"...No! There's no movement at all!" Dakang sat on the bench and said to me.
"Bah chirp!"
Wang Mumu smoked the cigarette one after another, his face seemed to be in the clouds, and his triangular eyes could no longer be seen.
"Stop pumping! You're choking to death!" the little nurse said, covering her nose.
"It's been an hour since I entered the hospital, but there's still no movement!!" Wang Mumu couldn't help but anxiously walked back and forth on the spot, writing this sentence in ink.
"...Don't worry, Lulu's condition has been quite stable. There is nothing special, so you don't have to worry!" Liu Di acted as if he was more nervous than giving birth to his own child. He held my hand tightly and advised Wang Mumu.
"...It won't be difficult to give birth!" Dakang raised his head and asked.
"brush!"
In the mist, a pair of blood-red eyes like wolf eyes stared at him.
"...No, that's not what I meant!! I just wanted to say...maybe...maybe, it was a bit hard to give birth to!" Dakang immediately waved his hand and explained.
"Don't talk nonsense!" The little nurse hit Dakang hard on the arm.
"Mumu, don't worry, come and give me a whole cigarette, I'll wait for the little nobleman to be born!" I smiled and patted Wang Mumu on the shoulder, comforting me.
"No... Lulu is in poor health and has mild asthma. Nothing can happen to her, Fei!" Wang Mumu took his trembling palms out of his trouser pocket, and as soon as he took out the cigarette, it fell to the ground with a bang, but he didn't know it.
asked me anxiously.
At this time, I looked at Wang Mumu, whose hair was messy, who had been in the hospital for almost a month, and who had a faint sour smell all over his body. I had a very special feeling.
I don’t know when, this extremely unreliable young man who didn’t even wash his socks, seemed to have turned into a very ordinary, ordinary middle-aged man at this moment...
The activist who was once so anxious that he went to the mayor's son to fight for two girls he had never met, now he also has concerns, responsibilities and due worries...
Youth has left us far away.
Suddenly, for a moment, I seemed to see what Mumu would look like in a few decades, with gray hair on her temples and wind and frost carved on her cheeks by the wasted years. By that time, we were all old and no longer had to run around. The passion for life had already been placed on the next generation.
On the body.
"You're talking!!" Wang Mumu punched me hard, causing me to recover from my daze.
"...Stop talking nonsense. Zhang Lu is just willing to breathe heavily when she has nothing to say. It's just asthma. You...!"
"Wow! Wow...!"
Before I could finish my words, a clear cry appeared in this corridor!!
"Give birth!!!!" Wang Mumu was stunned for two seconds, and then the sound of birth seemed to cut through the sky and soar into the sky.
"Here I go, I'm a fucking uncle!!!" Dakang jumped up.
"Bang!" I took a step forward and pushed open the door of the operating room. Before I could take a step, people crowded in.
ps: This chapter is a bit emotional, so the update is a little late, sorry! Today’s update is over, good night everyone!