Mengmeng quickly stretched out her hands, grabbed the bad guy's arm, and grabbed her phone back.
She was so scared that she broke out in cold sweat. She quickly locked the screen of her phone and put it in her pocket, "Why are you like this? Why do you snatch my stuff?"
The punk said unhappily, "Isn't it just a little fame? What awesome?"
Mengmeng was not polite at all, raised her eyes and looked at him coldly, "If you think I am awesome, stay away from me, don't pay attention to me, and say bad things about me, swaying in front of me, what do you think of
?”
The ruffian was so choked that he couldn't speak, and slapped the table in anger, "You're so shameless!"
"I have the face, why do you want me to give me a face?" Mengmeng tried hard to hold back her anger, with a contemptuous smile on her lips, "Besides, even if I want it, I have to have a good face, I'm afraid it's Zhang Lan.
Everyone who gives face to you will be annoying.”
"You!!!" He pointed to Mengmeng's nose, his face turned red with anger, his eyes glanced out of the window involuntarily, stood up unwillingly, and said hatefully, "Okay, little girl, give it to me."
Wait, this matter is not over!"
As he was talking, Zhuo Enyou had already returned, holding the plate tightly in his hand, and put it hard on the table.
"You should wait for me, right?" Zhuo Enyou is no longer the gentle boy. At this moment, he stared at the ruffian in front of him with cold eyes and angry expressions, "Isn't it over? Haha...
This is not something you can finish it, you can’t finish it.”
The gangster gritted his teeth, "Who are you fucking me again?"
Zhuo Enyou sneered, "If I were a ghost, you would have died ten thousand times."
The air conditioning and anger bursting out from his body had already made the people around him completely stunned and dared not move.
At this time, the gangster was so scared that he couldn't speak, his face turned blue and purple, "You... don't think I'm afraid of you! Sooner or later, Grandpa will scare you to cry!"
Zhuo Enyou smiled, "I'm really looking forward to it, but I, Zhuo Enyou, have never been afraid of anything when I grow up so old. But... If you become a ghost, maybe I will still consider being afraid."
The gangster was so angry that his whole body was full of fire. He glanced out the window again, "Hmph, what kind of cow? It's just a bag of grass with an embroidered pillow, and a nicer-looking little white face. With you, you deserve to be so fat? Bah!"
After saying that, he didn't want to get close to Zhuo Enyou, who was in a hurry to be in a state of air conditioning, turned around and left.
Almost as if he was running away, he was also depressed. Why? This boy is usually as gentle as jade, but just now he looked like a Rakshasa demon from hell!?
It's so scary, and I still feel my spine is cold now!
Zhuo Enyou forced himself to calm down his anger and turned to look at Mengmeng who was still in shock, "Is it okay?"
Mengmeng shook her head, "Don't worry, it's okay."
Mu Hanbing sat beside Mengmeng and handed the chopsticks to the two of them, "Eat, eat, alas, this man is really looking for death."
Mengmeng bit her lip and did not move her chopsticks. She said uneasyly, "I have an ominous premonition."
Zhuo Enyou also felt the same way, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Mengmeng said, "The boy came just now for my phone. He wanted to steal my phone!"
Mu Hanbing frowned suddenly, "It seems that his purpose is much more than just to pick up a chat... No, or he is not here to pick up a chat at all!"
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