"Brother Zhang, where are we? Something big happened!"
In the flower wine group, Tang Sihai’s crazy Aite Zhang Ruoyu.
Brother Zhang, who was wandering around the Xingxiu District, opened the WeChat pop-up window and was too lazy to reply.
"Brother Zhang, Mr. Han broke into Mon Nanfeng's room at night and started a fight with Mon Nanfeng who was taking a shower. I heard that Mon Nanfeng didn't even wear any clothes and was covered in white foam..."
Ding dong.
Ding dong.
"Is there such a thing?"
Lu Taisui, who pays attention to health and regular work and rest, jumped out.
"Xiao Tang, send me Miss Mo's hotel address. She is my benefactor. I can't bear it..."
Mr. Liang and Han Shixiao also jumped out.
Many people commented on this article.
Zhang Ruoyu was a little annoyed by Aite and sent a WeChat message: "When women do things, men should stop interrupting."
After sending the WeChat message, I continued to interact with the female anchor, and was lost in the sounds of clipping.
"That's not right, Brother Zhang." Tang Sihai panicked and analyzed the situation. "Mo Nanfeng's father is well-known as a child protector. Her reputation as a doting girl is no less than that of Boss Han..."
"If the trouble really breaks out, the Northwest King will come to Binhai overnight in anger..."
Tang Sihai made a horrified expression, and the other people also made expressions of tilting their heads and wiping away cold sweat.
"Then it's useless for you to tell me." Zhang Ruoyu sent a voice message. "Even if it really makes a big fuss, what can I do? You can't let me give someone a head to the Northwest King, right?"
"Then we have to think of a way..." Lu Taisui couldn't help but suggest. "The Northwest King is notorious and goes crazy. Most people really can't stand it."
"What can be done? If Mon Nanfeng really calls her father to come forward, you should also help Mr. Han call out Old Devil Han." Zhang Ruoyu suggested while watching the singing and dancing.
"I called the boss." Liang Daishan sent a wry smile. "I didn't get through."
"The boss usually doesn't answer our calls..." Tang Sihai expressed his thoughts tactfully. "Brother Zhang, why don't you call? The boss will still give you your face."
Zhang Ruoyu raised his eyebrows.
I replied a little impatiently: "Okay, I'll get one for you."
Brother Zhang cursed and exited the live broadcast room, calling Old Mo Han.
The bell only rang a few times and then was hung up.
"I'm overseas. I just got off the plane. I'm very tired and want to sleep."
Han Laomo sent a short message and refused to communicate with Brother Zhang.
This old guy is as usual, he's overseas when he has something to do, and he's always a talker.
Zhang Ruoyu got used to it. After replying with a few Chinese quintessences, he greeted in the group: "I just communicated with Han Laomo. What he meant is that Brother Sihai can easily handle a mere northwest king."
"It's ridiculous..."
After listening to Brother Zhang's words, Brother Sihai's heart swelled and he wanted to have a chance to meet the King of the Northwest in real life.
"Mohan Han also said that there is a king in Binhai, and his name is Tai Sui."
"Exalted..."
Lu Taisui rolled over and got out of bed with a murderous look in his eyes. On his old face, there was a majesty like a dragon or a tiger.
King of the Northwest? In this land of Binhai, it’s hard for anyone to come!
"Mr. Liang..." Brother Zhang was a little at a loss for words.
"Brother Zhang, don't push too hard." Liang Daishan made a cold expression.
"If the king of the northwest dares to come, I will smash his ass."
"..."
The group was silent for five minutes, and many images came to mind. Mr. Liang, who was famous in Binhai, had this proverb to describe him.
Mr. Liang smiled crookedly, and the man's heart skipped a beat.
…
Silent hotel room.
After hanging up the phone, Mon Nanfeng glanced at the coastal snake and scorpion queen Han Jiangxue.
This girl is more ruthless and crazy than she heard.
But she, Mo Nanfeng, is a vegetarian?
Snap.
Mo Nanfeng lit up a lady's cigarette again and said expressionlessly: "I'll tell you something too."
"Even if you cut off the water in the entire Binhai City, as long as I, Mo Nanfeng, say I want to take a bath, someone will definitely bring me water."
Han Jiangxue stood up slowly, her beautiful face covered with frost, and said word by word: "You can't wash it."
Click.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open.
A graceful figure full of anger walked into the room.
The kite is coming.
She walked up to Han Jiangxue, frowned and said: "Just sink her into the sea, why are you talking so much?"
She acted as if there was no one around and didn't consider Mon Nanfeng's mood at all.
"I just said harsh words, she can't take a bath." Han Jiangxue raised an eyebrow and said. "Doesn't sinking into the sea mean she can't take a bath?"
"Oh." Yuan was a little disappointed and said calmly, "Then just send her to the funeral parlor and burn her, and then put Shen Hai in an urn."
"This way her ashes can't be bathed," Yuan wrote lightly.
Han Jiangxue tilted her head and thought for a moment, seeming to be seriously considering Yuan's proposal.
Mon Nanfeng's mentality was a bit broken.
Not to mention in the Northwest, even in Yanjing City, no one would consider sending themselves to a funeral parlor and burning them alive...
This pair of dog-girls are so fucking crazy!
"Why not just put her in a coffin and sink her into the sea? Isn't this a waste of public resources?"
Han Jiangxue gave Yuanmei a white look: "Yuanmei, you still need to consider the disadvantages when doing things."
"Why didn't you just push her off the balcony? This is the 38th floor. If she fell, her brain would burst and she would become incontinent. Her ribs would pierce her internal organs and penetrate her skin. She would look like a hedgehog."
"Wait a minute." Han Jiangxue frowned and turned slightly pale. "Sister Yuan, you know, I'm bleeding. Don't describe it like it's flesh and blood. I have a physiological reaction."
"Oh." Yuan nodded lightly.
Suddenly he turned around, carrying a bloodthirsty knife, and walked towards Mon Nanfeng: "Actually, killing is very simple, a white knife goes in and a red knife comes out."
When she first came to Binhai, Yuan Mei had murderous intentions towards the human-looking Xuebao at least four or five times a day.
If Brother Zhang hadn't stopped her, she would have taken the Snow Sword long ago.
"Xue Bao, turn around, I'll do it quickly, just a few seconds."
