After Xiaoer met with Tangtang, he went home and summoned his two dog-headed comrades, namely Yuanyang and Xue Yu. The three of them drank beer, chatted, and discussed at home how to prevent us from entering Xinhua Village. thing.
"No, just fuck him."
Yuanyang suddenly stared and said.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck your mother every day. I'm a hammer, old man."
Xiaoer drank some wine, and the more he looked at the distant ocean, the more displeased he became. He blushed and scolded: "Why don't you have some style? Why are you driving a wild horse? You still look like a cyclist."
"If you don't do it, what will happen?" Yuanyang asked with a sidelong glance.
"Think of a way to get things done without offending anyone."
Xiaoer frowned, drank Reio, and said softly.
"I don't care what tricks you use, but if you lick Nan's eyes again, I will definitely stop doing it. My mouth can't stand it. Thank you." Yuanyang added another sentence.
"Haha." Xue Yu was amused.
"Yuanyang, you have to understand one thing. When I sued for peace with Xiang Nan before, it was because we didn't have a quarrel with each other. What support do you rely on to coax you now? Do you rely on me to let you down? The money you earn, without this money, look at who would still call you brother."
Xiaoer pointed at Yuanyang's nose and said.
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Yuanyang scratched his nose and said nothing.
"But we can't back out this time. After the work in Xinhua Village is done, it's time to replace your car again."
Xiaoer said again.
"Then what do you want to do?"
"You call Xiaobo and ask him to come to the city, and I will make arrangements for him."
Xiaoer said quickly.
"good."
Xue Yu nodded
That night, Xiaobo took a van from home and entered the city. Xiaoer drove a hatchback Tiida sedan and waited beside the highway with Xue Yu.
Soon, the van arrived. Xiaobo paid the fare and walked out unsteadily wearing a pair of polished light blue trousers. He spat vulgarly into the clean street and dragged Qida away. He opened the car door, saluted and said: "Brother Er, long time no see."
"Haha, come up."
Xiaoer smiled and said hello.
Xiaobo got into the Tiida, looked around for a while, and then asked: "Why did you switch to this car? Where's that Land Cruiser of yours?"
"Haha, where's home?"
Xiaoer didn't explain, lit a cigarette, and asked without looking back: "It took a lot of effort for you to come here. I have to make arrangements for you. Tell me where you want to go for a stroll."
"Brother, I just want to fuck you."
Xiaobo bared his big yellow teeth and stretched his neck and said.
"Ha ha."
Xue Yu laughed suddenly, looked at Xiaobo speechlessly and asked: "Brother, you are really here."
"It's really been a long time since I fucked my pussy."
Xiaobo was embarrassed to be laughed at.
"Okay, let's go."
Xiaoer drove the car and did not take Xiaobo to any high-end KTV. Instead, he went directly to a bathing center. After entering, Xiaoer and Xue Yu went to take a bath and then soaked in the pool, while Xiaobo went to Xiaofenhu. I ordered two girls and then started "working hard."
"Damn it, this is a second-rate kid from the countryside." Xue Yu lay in the pond and cursed: "Why are you being so polite to him? I'll talk to him and tell him what I want him to do. He dares, no. Do it."
"Physical threats are the most useless method, do you understand?" Xiao'er asked poetically.
"I find that you are getting better and better at pretending! With two bags on your head, I think you can be a Buddha." Xue Yu said while rubbing the mud scroll on his body.
"Go, go, go, rub it all over again."
Xiaoer waved his hands irritably.
"You are just pretending to be B."
"Stop fucking rubbing, the mud rolls are all falling off my face."
"Just pretend."
The two of them took a shower and waited for more than two hours before Xiaobo finished. Then the three of them left the bathing center and found a food stall to eat.
"Bo, you have to do me a favor."
Xiaoer was eating skewers, looked at Xiaobo, and said in a calm tone.
Xiaobo was drinking beer and his face was slightly red. He was satisfied both physically and mentally after what he had just done. Therefore, he said indifferently: "Brother Er, you said that I am like this now. I don't have any money or money. I don't have anything." There is nothing to worry about, as long as you don’t let me die, it doesn’t matter anything.”
"Here, have a drink."
Xiaoer raised his wine glass.
"Ding."
The two of them clinked their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
Twenty minutes later, Xiaobo drove the Tiida, loaded 80,000 yuan in cash into the car, and left directly.
Xiaoer thought he would take the money and go home, but he didn't expect Xiaobo to turn around and go back to the bathhouse. He called six or seven girls and booked a place to stay. Then he played mahjong in the chess and card room and lost ten thousand yuan in one night. three,.
Xiaobo likes this kind of "high-consumption" life. When he is having fun, he never thinks about or cares about what he will pay for these things.
Until the next day, Xiaobo squandered a whole night and planned to go home for a day. Then he found two dog meat friends to show off the watch he just bought and this high-end and elegant Tiida sedan.
At around five o'clock in the evening, Xiaobo arrived home and parked the car in the yard. He washed it with a bucket in a rare and diligent manner, then set up a barbecue grill in the yard, trimmed half of the sheep, and then started holding a broken iron skewer. Stirring and grilling at the same time.
After a while, the leper from the countryside, who often drank with him, came in a hurry on a bicycle or a motorcycle.
"Oh shit, Xiaobo, it's done. Where did you fix the car?"
A thin middle-aged man asked with bared teeth.
"Haha, it's just a broken Tiida, and it's second-hand. How can it be mixed up?"
Xiaobo hung a dark towel on his shoulder, curled his lips and said indifferently.
“It’s really getting better and better.”
Friends and friends gathered around Qida to watch, and they all seemed quite envious.
"Come on, don't even look at me. Put the stool up and have some drinks later."
Xiaobo said in good condition.
"Squeak."
At this moment, Zhang Ben stopped the car outside and walked out with the eldest prince and He Zaizi.
"Uh-huh."
Xiaobo and six or seven other people all raised their heads when they heard movement at the entrance of the courtyard.
"Hold."
Seeing Zhang Ben coming down, Xiaobo curled his lips and cursed.
"Who?"
A friend asked.
"You idiot, don't pay attention to them, just put up a stool."
Xiaobo held mutton skewers in his hand, looked sideways at Zhang Ben and others and said.
"Hey, Brother Bo, it's roasting."
Zhang Ben walked into the courtyard with a cheerful voice and said hello politely.
"Can you fucking talk? What do you mean by roasting? You are the one who is roasting."
Xiaobo frowned and replied lightly.
Zhang Ben was stunned, scratched his nose, and continued to smile and said: "Haha, what's up, drink it, Brother Bo."