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Chapter 347 It’s not a bad habit

The place where I met Han Laomo for a late-night snack was a food stall.

It is also the busiest food street in Binhai at night. Mona Lisa is on the next street, very close.

When Zhang Ruoyu arrived, the whole street was dark and filled with people, but there was no sound.

In front of one of the food stalls called Sister-in-law Seafood BBQ, there was a middle-aged man in a white suit sitting. He was very handsome and focused on his image. Even his hair was dyed grandma gray.

The street was filled with all kinds of luxury cars, and the license plates were all top-notch. Zhang Ruoyu searched for a parking space for a long time but couldn't find it, and finally drove the car to Han Laomo's feet.

"Are you going to kill me so that you can inherit my wealth and wealth?" Han Laomo was making string strings and glared at Zhang Ruoyu who was getting out of the car.

Zhang Ruoyu held a cigarette in his mouth and sat in front of this handsome old man: "I belong to the kind of people who are content with a small amount of money. Xuebao's accumulated wealth is enough for me to squander."

"You are so shameless." Han Laomo took a sip of beer, and a hint of evil appeared on his handsome face. "If someone else says such shameless words in front of me, I will kill him!"

After saying that, Han Laomo picked up the barbecue iron skewer and made a gesture.

Zhang Ruoyu glanced sideways at Old Mo Han. He had a good impression of this old guy and even admired him.

But since this old guy is here every now and then to disturb the morale of the army, Brother Zhang will never forgive him.

"It's just a midnight snack. You have brought at least one or two thousand people here. Why are you trying to show off your majesty as the King of Darkness in front of me and make a fool of me?" Zhang Ruoyu started to make strings.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What kind of king of the night? I am also the king during the day!" Han Laomo is very crazy and arrogant.

Exactly the same as Xuebao.

"You are still so good at such an old age. No wonder Xuebao's brain is not working properly." Zhang Ruoyu said in a strange way.

"You can scold me, but if you scold me Xuebao again, believe it or not, I will fall out with you!?" Han Laomo slammed the table.

Wow!

Nearly two thousand people in the food court suddenly stood up.

A surge of violent anger surged forward.

"What are you doing?!"

Han Laomo stood up and glanced at the group of heroes who regarded him as the king, and said with a straight face: "I'm bluffing with him, everyone, sit down!"

Wow.

Everyone sat down together, eyes fixed on Zhang Ruoyu.

"Don't be afraid." Old Mo Han brushed his messy hair from his forehead and said arrogantly. "I won't touch you until Xuebao likes the new and gets tired of the old."

"oh."

Zhang Ruoyu suddenly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on the speakerphone and said, "Xue Bao, did you hear it? He said that you like the new and dislike the old."

When Old Demon Han saw this, his mouth twitched, this kid is so damn wicked!

"Han, if you say these nonsense to Brother Zhang again, I will tear your mouth apart!" Xuebao's vicious voice came from the phone.

"Xue Bao, this grandson just said that your brain doesn't work when it fails!" Han Laomo said unconvinced. "You just scold me and not him?"

"Nonsense, my brain just doesn't work when it fails, and Brother Zhang is right, why should I scold him?"

"Do you think I'm like you and can't accept any criticism?"

"——"

Old Demon Han almost cursed his mother.

Xuebao, you are so damn filial!

"Xue Bao, be good, go to bed early." Zhang Ruoyu grinned.

"Brother Zhang, good night, okay."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ruoyu looked down at Old Mo Han with a victor's attitude.

The latter was heartbroken and felt that life was boring.

"Xue Bao was never like this before." Han Laomo's expression was heavy. "You damn cook, look at what you have done to my Xuebao. It's greasy, nauseating, green tea, and has no temperament at all."

"In her current state, she is not even worthy of the Seaside Snake and Scorpion Queen. How can she inherit my terrifying mantle and become a world-famous queen in the future?" Han Laomo said depressedly. "You damn cook, you have ruined me.

A lifetime of hard work! It also disrupted the rhythm of my thirty-year layout!"

Zhang Ruoyu curled his lips and said: "That proves that you don't know how to plan. After thirty years of planning, I disrupted it for you in three months. What do you think you have planned?"

"Your mother..." Han Laomo's eyes widened angrily and he said fiercely. "I plan strategies to win a victory thousands of miles away. You say I don't know how to plan?"

"Okay." Zhang Ruoyu waved his hand, offered Han Laomo a cigarette, and said calmly, "Don't pretend to be crazy like me, it's boring."

Hearing this, Old Demon Han rolled his eyes in his deep eyes: "Don't always stand up for her in the future, and don't spoil her too much. If you do this, she will become dependent, and she will almost lose her ambition."

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"How can I still go to the theater if she is being slapped?" Zhang Ruoyu gave Han Laomo a rollicking look.

He knew that Old Demon Han was trying to temper Xue Bao, but Brother Zhang felt uncomfortable seeing Xue Bao being wronged and couldn't bear it.

Even though he knew that Old Demon Han must have prepared a backup plan, it was impossible for Xuebao to be really injured.

But Brother Zhang often can't help himself...

If you don't make more use of your cup of tea now while it's still warm, it will be so cold in the future that no one will give you face even if you want to show off.

"What's the point? Isn't it normal for you to be incompetent as a cook? Can't you just be your door-to-door son-in-law? No one in the Han family hates you, so why are you so eager to show yourself off?"

"To say the least, with the atmosphere of the Han family and my mother's attitude towards you, you will never have the chance to say the words "Don't bully young people who are poor!"

"Then I can't just express myself? I have no vanity?" Zhang Ruoyu drank a glass of beer.

"You're showing off? What part of the world have you never seen? What kind of limelight have you never been in? What's wrong with letting me, Olaf, show off my face? Do you have to pretend to be the best in the world by yourself?"

Zhang Ruoyu's eyes darkened and he took a deep look at Old Demon Han.

After a long time, Zhang Ruoyu pursed his lips and said, "I will try my best to restrain myself."

"It's not that we try our best, but that we must do it." Han Laomo frowned. "Why do you protect her so well? What charm does a little flower in a greenhouse have? You don't want your wife to be a cute, silly, sweet, right? A snake and a scorpion.

Isn’t the Queen more chewy? More eager to conquer?”

"Actually, I quite like Xuebao's current style..." Brother Zhang expressed his feelings.

"Me too…"

After saying this, Old Mo Han waved his hand: "But my Xuebao will achieve great success in the future. She is so cute and cute, who will be afraid of her in the future?"

"Yes." Zhang Ruoyu nodded slightly.

General Zhang also has a heavy idol burden in Beimang.

"Stop your domineering attitude of doting on your wife, and be your uncle of the Han family!"

Old Demon Han suddenly stood up.

As soon as he stood up, the more than two thousand heroes from all walks of life nearby also stood up.

"I have worked hard for nearly thirty years, supported so many people, and made so much money. Isn't it just for her to squander it? Isn't it just to support her appearance?"

"In a word! No matter where my Xuebao goes, he will always be the most handsome boy!"

"Wherever she kills people, there will be people burying her bodies for her!"

"Stop protecting her. If you continue like this, will she be strong enough to stand in front of Sanba?"

"You don't think that evil woman who has done all the bad things will live a long life, do you?"

"The time left for Xuebao is running out!"


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