The good days always go by very fast, the pages of time are torn apart, and the third day of the new year comes in a blink of an eye.
Because they were worried that Mayor Fan and his wife would discover their ridiculous threesome, they all lived in Liu Jing's house since the second grade. They didn’t know what Liu Jing’s parents were studying in the university. New Year’s Eve only came back once on New Year’s Eve. Go back to the university research institute.
So here is a world where three people come around randomly. Under the rumors of this pair of sex and sex, Liu Jing, who has just been opened for two days, is naturally more and more interested in that matter. Unfortunately, she does not have the ability to tolerate Fan Jiaojiao's, and can't hold it for a long time, so she can only be used as a nutritional supplement after a meal or an appetizer before a meal.
However, Liu Jing was not too jealous, because she was originally incapable of her own ability. If she fought against Zhang Yuan for two hours like Fan Jiaojiao, she would probably get swollen. She was amazed at Fan Jiaojiao's strength. Marveling at Zhang Yuan's abilities, Fan Jiaojiao actually fell on the ground, Zhang Yuan was still very strong.
"Hey, my wife, big and small, today I'm going to attend the junior high school classmates meeting. Are you giving me some face?" Zhang Yuan said in the morning, sitting in her arms and holding a girl on the top of the mountain.
"No, I'm going to some elders' homes with my dad today." Fan Jiaojiao refused mercilessly, and pushed away Zhang Yuan's reluctant hand to leave. "It's not early, I have to go back."
"What about you?" Zhang Yuan had to go to see Liu Jing.
"I'm not going either. I don't like meeting strangers, and besides, I'm not a good person." Liu Jing was also ruthless.
Zhang Yuan helplessly said, "If you don't go, don't go, I'll go alone and how the two garbage men play with me today."
Fan Jiaojiao put on her socks and said, "I advise you not to go. I know they are scumbags. If you lose money, you pay them. Those two are like two cow dung. You beat up the cow dung. Is it glorious to be pulpy?"
Zhang Yuan was speechless, as if she seemed to have some truth, think about it and complain: "You didn't say it earlier, if you heard you say it, I won't go, but I have already promised others."
"Then go early and return early. I will go to your house for dinner at noon today, and go back early to tidy up your destitute house." The temper of this eldest lady Fan Jiaojiao can't be changed. She loves it again. Zhang Yuan, but he is not forgiving.
But Zhang Yuan got used to it, and it didn't matter. To be honest, Zhang Yuan hated the poor family when he first came, understandably.
Liu Jing, the lazy pig, continued to sleep. Fan Jiaojiao and Zhang Yuan went out of the building one after another. When they took the elevator, Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "I ate a red egg this year. The year went smoothly. What about next year?"
"Get out! Dead things, the beauty you think! I don't have that many sisters, but I warn you, don't go to your house and bring people around, how bad it is to spread it out."
Yes, it is another influence. I originally wanted to mention Lin Xin to see her attitude, but even if you Fan Jiaojiao agrees, will Teacher Lin agree? impossible!
Ling Feng called two days ago and agreed to be at an Indian restaurant named "tiger". Zhang Yuan was a little strange and drove to the vicinity of this restaurant in Puzhong District.
Puzhong District is next to Nancheng, and this Indian restaurant is at the junction of the two districts. The original underground forces here belonged to the dead ghost A Bing, but since A Bing went to the dead, the Zhong Hai Gang only took over the area within the Nancheng District. Land boundary, and the imaginary sphere of influence in Puzhong District is still taken over by the new wolf gang.
The area of this area is very small, that is, two small streets that are not too busy. The shop tenants are very rare, and it is at the forefront of the confrontation of several major forces. The bosses of the various branches of the wolf gang do not want this area. The bones are both dangerous and fleshless, and Zhang Yuan doesn't know who will take care of this in the end.
Parked the car in an old-fashioned community next to the Indian restaurant, Zhang Yuan walked over and put his hand in the deep pocket of the black long coat. Zhang Yuan suddenly became a little funny.
He smiled and pushed open the glass door of the Indian restaurant that looked like a dirt bump, and found that the inside was mainly khaki. Of course, Zhang Yuan didn’t study the decoration of the shop. He saw something wrong at a glance. .
Because breakfast time has passed by this time, and lunch time is still early, there should not be a few customers in order here, but at this moment, there are dozens of young people sitting in the small facade of Tiger Restaurant.
Are they all junior high school classmates? Zhang Yuan can say that his junior high school classmates have a black eye and don't know one of them, but the people sitting here are not like them. They all look like gangsters. Did the junior high school students collectively become gangsters
Or did Ling Feng find a bunch of people to deal with him? It's not necessary.
"Hey! Zhang Yuan!" Ling Feng, who was sitting on the innermost side, roared. He was indeed tall, and he was very eye-catching when he stood up to greet him.
Yuan also nodded and walked over.
I saw that Ling Feng and the kid named Pang Guang were sitting on both sides of a table with a girl last time. According to Lu Yao's introduction, these two girls are also their junior high school classmates. I no longer know.
This is a long small table, Ling Feng and Pang Guang each occupy one side, Zhang Yuan had to pull a chair and sit down at the top of the table.
"I'm sorry, I'm late, but a few classmates are here..." Zhang Yuan was a little bit embarrassed because he didn't know any of his classmates. Ling Feng resolved his worries with a single sentence, "Except for us, none of them came."
Zhang Yuan smiled. Both of them are the characters of cannibals and drinkers who are still yin in the end. They can't hide themselves, so who dares to come.
"It's good if she doesn't come, her mother doesn't talk about loyalty things, and our brothers gather together." Pang Guang smiled and pushed a broken cup in Qingdao, and then poured a broken cup for Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan then noticed that everyone on the table had a meal in front of them and didn't know what it was, as well as wine.
"Drink it early? This cold weather." Zhang Yuan was stunned, not knowing whether they were eating breakfast or lunch.
"Is it cold? Oh, waiter!" Ling Feng shouted loudly. It took a long time for a bearded Asan with a yellow turban to come out from behind. He asked in very non-standard Chinese, "What more?"
"Indian pilaf, onion soup, Indian cake..." Ling Feng's hand randomly lit the recipe, it seems that the price is really not cheap, an Indian pilaf is 100 yuan.
"I ate breakfast, I can't eat these anymore." Zhang Yuan hurriedly stopped.
"It's okay, and you don't have to pay for it." Ling Feng said to the bearded man again, "Come on for each of these, go!"
Zhang Yuan would really be puzzled. This Ling Feng seemed to be really passionate about himself. He thought he was going to blackmail himself, but he didn't expect to say that he didn't need to pay for himself. Did he pay for himself? Looking up at the other tables, Zhang Yuan understood that the young people who looked like gangsters also had a meal for one person.
"Are you in the gang now?" Zhang Yuan asked.
"Yeah!" Ling Feng said with a look of excitement, a chest, and an expression that felt terribly awkward, and then he slapped his hair with his hands, feeling handsome, and said: "You can see this? I am already very low-key."
Zhang Yuan refrained from laughing and said, "I guessed it, there is a future." After speaking, he asked again, "A few days after I got here? Collection of protection fees?"
"Do you see this again?" Ling Feng looked surprised on the surface, but was a little excited in his heart.
Since the last time they saw Zhang Yuan this soft persimmon, Ling Feng and the others have planned how to knock this kid again, but they are not at the same school with Zhang Yuan, and they can’t knock them. One knock will scare the soft persimmon away. So it has always been a headache.
It lasted until Ling Feng finally took over the chicken ribs under the leadership of a young wolf gang, and only then asked Zhang Yuan to come here, wanting his own power and prestige, and then let him take the initiative to respect the benefits.
Now Zhang Yuan discovered that he was great at the beginning, so he didn't have to say it, hehe, the matter was half done.
"Now we, Ling Feng, have become Brother Feng. This is the boss. From now on, if you come here, as long as you mention Brother Feng, you don't need any money anywhere." Pang Guang helped.
"Well, Brother Feng, then I will confuse with you in the future." Zhang Yuan smiled and raised his glass.
In the middle of this remark, Ling Feng got into his arms and said with great joy: "It's easy to talk and talk, they are all my own brothers."
Zhang Yuan said again: "I heard that the Zhonghai Gang in Nancheng District is very good. If you are so close, will you not get into trouble?"
"I'm afraid I won't be mixed with the underworld. The Zhonghai Gang is considered a bird. Someday I will take my brothers to the south and destroy him!" Ling Feng patted his chest, proudly, and let out a low growl, "Brothers give Reactions."
The eyes of a dozen punks on the other tables were looking at this place, Ling Feng shouted, and immediately responded, "Exterminate his mother!"
Zhang Yuan's eyes swept away, and suddenly he found that five or six of the dozen or so gangsters deliberately avoided his sight. This attracted Zhang Yuan’s attention. Carefully, it turned out to be the half-and-a-half students who had been taught at the wonton stall some time ago. Suddenly remembered that the brother Feng they called at the time was Ling Feng.
He was bluffing, and the bearded Ah San came out, carrying the food, putting down the pilaf, and then pouring the diced sauce face-to-face, grabbing it again, stirring it, and beckoning to use it.
Zhang Yuan was stunned. This Ah San was obviously messing up. The Indian pimple and the pilaf are all right-handed. It is extremely disrespectful and unhygienic to grasp with the left hand, because they do not use paper after going to the toilet, but use their left hand.
These sbs are still eating with gusto, and Zhang Yuan doesn’t order it. However, he took a closer look at the bearded boss. Although this guy looks humble, there is no fear in his eyes. Didn’t he know the trouble is coming? ? Or does he have any backing
Zhang Yuanzheng guessed. Suddenly, he saw that the boss's eyes lit up, and he quickly turned his head. He saw a man in a long coat, flashed into the door like a gust of wind, turned a blind eye to a small gangster, and walked directly into the back room.
The man moved so fast that Zhang Yuan could not see his face clearly, as if he was wearing a white mask, and there were several red scars on his forehead exposed in the air, as if irregular broken porcelain had been repaired.