Accompanied by the sound of beautiful music: This moment is the last chance I give you, so you don’t have to yell and scream at me.
I must be sincere to you, you don't have to question it.
...
Imissyouimissyou,imissyoueverday.
I just want to see your face.
Sure enough, every boss comes with his own sound effects.
To the dynamic disco rhythm, a tinfoil-skinned young man wearing a Semir jacket and Converse shoes leaned over and walked out.
He has the once-popular Walkman slung around his waist, and Xuan Hemen, who loves only one person in his life, is holding in his mouth.
Colorful hair, blinding earrings.
His eyes were indifferent and his attitude was haughty.
He looked at Suning coldly, and smoke drifted out of his nostrils: "If you touch my paradise, I will poke your spine."
"In the increasingly sad atmosphere, the youth is gone and the flesh and blood are blurred."
"At the bottom of a dry well, there is a putrid corpse."
"This will be your fate."
Suning was confused and said: "What?"
The young man with a permed head pressed a hand to the Walkman on his waist, turned down the volume and said, "Love is like sugar, so sweet that it makes you sad."
"I am a flower that gave up halfway. After despair, I am still waiting to bloom."
"And you are a tower of tears and a river of sorrow."
"It will lose its eternal sun and sink into darkness."
Suning said speechlessly: "Can't you speak human language?"
The young man with a maggot-permed head sneered: "How can ordinary people understand the nobility of my family?"
"I cheated my brother out of his money and caused him to fall and break his femur."
"Boy, do you know that Chunxi County is my territory, Ma Qiang?"
"People in the world call him Young Master Leng, and that's me."
"What should I say? Should I let my brother torture you to death, or should you give me an honest explanation?"
Suning suddenly realized, his expression turned playful and said: "Are you that bald friend?"
The young man with permed hair twisted his neck, flicked his long slanted bangs and said: "The things that last forever are often not love."
Suning was heartbroken by this way of speaking, and immediately slapped him in the face and said: "Speak humanly to labor and management."
Young Master Leng of the Buried Love Family was stunned. He covered his cheek tightly and said in disbelief: "You hit me?"
Suning didn't want to waste time here, so he punched and kicked several social youths until they lay on the ground holding their heads and screaming.
The next moment, he grabbed Ma Qiang's hair, bent his knees and hit him hard.
There was only a "bang" sound, and the young man with a maggot-scalded head fell down.
The nosebleeds were violent and the pain brought tears to my eyes.
Suning strode forward and said: "Young Master Leng of the Buried Love Family? Are you awesome?"
"Do you know my status?"
The young man with a permed head said weakly: "You, which way are you from?"
Suning showed an enigmatic smile and said arrogantly: "Peace Elite WeChat area, the leader of the bag licking hall."
The sound fell and the people were gone.
From a distance, I could only hear him singing solemnly: "I miss you, I miss you, I miss your laughter, my whole heart belongs to you."
"Xixi, I really miss you."
The young man with a maggot-burned head had snot mixed with blood. He got into the car in a panic and said loudly: "Let's go."
The subordinate asked: "Master Leng, should you go back and call more people?"
"This kid knows kung fu and is a tough nut to crack."
"I think you have to bring weapons and give him a surprise attack. In this way, you will definitely get revenge."
Ma Qiang cursed loudly: "I am the master of the hall, and he has hundreds of people under his command."
"There are so many thorns that I can't go on stubbornly."
