Here, Mao Huaan was making a tinkling sound with his cowhide, with his head held high, as if he was the super immortal descending to earth. When Peng Jiawei saw this, he couldn't lag behind. After casually flattering Mao Huaan,
He also began to boast, "If I meet that person named Lin, I will also want him to be good-looking!"
After saying that, the two of them looked at each other in a tacit understanding. Maybe it was because the lights were dim. These two outstanding children of the Mao family and the Peng family didn't see the expression of disgust on Song Xinyi's face getting thicker and thicker. Maybe they both
People saw it, but the bullshit was blown to this extent, and there was no need to pay taxes anyway, so they blew it happily, which was just the opportunity to vent all the anger they were holding in their hearts.
Song Xinyi really disliked these two people, so he had to go around them, but how could he brag without an audience? Naturally, the two of them couldn't let Song Xinyi leave like this. Firstly, they had admiration for Song Xinyi, and secondly, this
They were in vain, and they were in Zhongnanhai. Where could they find other audiences?
"Sister Xinyi, don't leave in a hurry. We haven't finished talking yet. If you meet that guy named Lin next time, tell him everything our brothers said. If he is really capable, he won't go to Zhongnanhai every time.
I just hid in Zhu's house and didn't come out. If we have the skills, let's practice with real swords and guns. If I suffer a loss once, I will never suffer a second loss. If I don't beat him to the point where he kneels down and calls grandpa, I will...
"
Mao Hua'an was eloquent and spitting. At this moment, he was no longer the eldest son of the Mao family, but more like a rogue in the market with no identity at all.
"Get out of the way!"
Song Xinyi had a cold face and did not give any face to these two people. "I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen anyone as thick-skinned as you. Lin Kun is at Zhu's house. If you have the ability, go to the door of Zhu's house and call him."
Go, what are you bragging about here?"
Mao Huaan blushed, and Peng Jiawei took over from the side at this time, "Xinyi, you can't wait to say this, don't we have no chance to meet him? If we have the chance to meet that surnamed Lin, what else can we say? I'm sure
I want him to look good..."
Peng Jiawei was still here bragging shamelessly. At this time, directly in front of them, behind Song Xinyi, Lin Kun walked over slowly. He had been listening for a while and asked with a cold smile: "Really?"
?”
There were only two words, but they seemed abrupt enough. This area happened to be a secluded road with few vehicles and pedestrians passing by. When Peng Jiawei and Mao Huaan heard this voice, they instinctively stretched their necks and turned to Lin Kun.
Looking around, Song Xinyi's face was slightly startled, and then she turned back with a look of surprise.
The moment they saw clearly that the person walking over was Lin Kun, the expressions on Mao Huaan and Peng Jiawei's faces were stunned, and then there was an expression uglier than crying. They were trembling all over, and there was only one thought in their minds.
Just hurry up
Let's go, I guess that's what I thought. Song Xinyi is still here. The bullshit was blown just now. You can't be so shameless in front of the eldest lady of the Song family. This is Zhongnanhai. Even if the boy named Lin is rampant, what dare he do?
Sample?
Having made up their minds, Peng Jiawei and Mao Huaan glanced at each other. Peng Jiawei had been following Mao Huaan for a long time. The two had a tacit understanding. First, Peng Jiawei took a step forward and said to Lin Kun with a cold face.
: "My surname is Lin. What a coincidence. I can run into you here so late at night. What's wrong?"
Lin Kun walked closer and stopped, with a harmless smile on his face. He raised his hand and slapped Peng Jiawei on the face with an ear scraper. There was a crisp sound. Peng Jiawei didn't react at all and stumbled directly.
On the ground, he made a sound of "Ah" in hindsight, and the teeth in his mouth were knocked loose.
"Lin, you..."
When Mao Huaan saw Peng Jiawei being beaten, he immediately opened his eyes angrily and wanted to yell loudly. However, Lin Kun still pulled out the same ear-scratcher. Mao Huaan also fell to the ground, half of his cheeks were swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
Come.
Lin Kun bent down slightly and said with a smile: "Didn't you just say you wanted me to look good? Come on, I'm right here. Have you forgotten what I told you before? Let me see you next time.
I will smoke once you meet me. When I stop smoking, it depends on my mood. A man must keep his word. I have kept my word. Now it’s your turn?"
Peng Jiawei covered his face and said with a lingering fear but unwillingness: "Lin, you are too arrogant. This is Zhongnanhai, and this is not a place where you can run wild!"
Mao Hua'an also said: "I suffered a loss last time in Northeast China, and now I am in Yanjing. You are in trouble. If nothing else, just beating up people casually in Zhongnanhai is enough to embarrass you!"
"Yo?"
Lin Kun chuckled, "I have committed such a big crime. Come on, you can find a place to file a lawsuit against me. Just say that I beat you both up late at night, and each of you gave you a scratch on the ear. As long as you
If you don't feel embarrassed, just complain."
"you……"
"you!"
Mao Huaan and Peng Jiawei were speechless at the same time. They were not stupid. They really wanted to complain to someone. Soon the whole Zhongnanhai knew that they had been beaten by Lin Kun again. Even if they were shameless, the elders in their family would still be shameless. Besides,
Being raped by the same person twice would not be good for their reputation if word spread about it.
"You are cruel!"
Angrily and unwillingly, the two brothers, Peng Jiawei and Mao Huaan, helped each other up and fled into the distant night.
Lin Kun smiled and waved at the backs of the two of them, "Be careful where you step, don't fall."
I don’t know if he was right or if the two of them were just so unlucky. They turned around and cursed at Lin Kun. Suddenly, their feet tripped over the railing next to the speed bump, and the two of them fell together holding hands.
On the ground...
Lin Kun burst out laughing, and Song Xinyi couldn't help laughing. After laughing, Song Xinyi blinked at Lin Kun with her big eyes, "Where are you going so late?"
Lin Kun pointed to a small building in front of him, "Go there to apologize."
Song Xinyi said worriedly: "Is it because of Men'ao's incident?"
Lin Kun said: "Why, you know everything?"
Song Xinyi said: "You have caused such a big disaster, and the whole Zhongnanhai knows about it."
Lin Kun said: "What are you doing?"
Song Xinyi said: "I'm bored after dinner, so I came out for a walk. I... will go with you?"
Lin Kun said with a smile: "I went here to apologize. I will inevitably be criticized. Don't follow me to get this bad luck. It's getting late, so I'll go over first."
Song Xinyi said: "Then, I'll wait for you outside."
Lin Kun looked at her with some surprise. Song Xinyi lowered his head and walked forward, seemingly not giving Lin Kun a chance to refuse.
Lin Kun followed behind with a wry smile. The two of them arrived in front of the small building. There were guards guarding the door. Although there were only two people, Lin Kun felt a terrifying aura from these two people.
After Lin Kun reported his intention, a gentle man wearing a shirt and trousers came out. The man greeted Lin Kun with a smile, then greeted Song Xinyi, and took Lin Kun in. Although Song Xinyi wanted to
He followed him in, but she clearly understood the priorities. He couldn't meet the No. 1 leader casually. She didn't just leave, but sat down by the fountain in the courtyard of the small building.
The office of Chief No. 1 was on the third floor. A gentle middle-aged man took Lin Kun to the door of the office and knocked politely. At this time, Lin Kun could vaguely hear the sound of conversation inside. It seemed that they were talking about something.
Some household items sound very casual, and I can’t help but think of Zhu Zhier’s guess. It seems that they are close to each other... (To be continued)