Zhao Jianjian wanted to lie dead while listening.
Little brother, tell me, your brother can't do this, what else do you want to do
Can you give us mortals something to eat
Tell me if you have the ability, who is your brother? !
Mo Bei ignored the man who took off the scarf beside him, lowered his eyes, met the little face wearing a mask, and said concisely: "I still have something to do."
Very light four words.
Xiao Naiyin was obviously disappointed: "Then can we leave a contact information, and I will be able to introduce my brother to you when we meet next time."
Mo Bei raised his eyes and looked into the distance, he was hesitating as if someone would come.
The little milk said again: "I'm worried that my brother will forget me again. If that's the case, I can still find my little brother."
Hearing this, Mo Bei reported his mobile phone number and WeChat ID.
Xiao Naiyin tilted her head, remembering seriously.
Seeing this, Mo Bei opened his schoolbag, took out a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote down his contact information.
The little Nailin happily took it over: "By the way, little brother, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Feng Lin. You can call me Little Nailin."
Fenglin
Why is this name so familiar
Zhao Jianjian is still thinking about it.
Over there, Mo Bei had already picked up his schoolbag and was about to leave.
Probably because of the ascetic attire.
The people at No. 1 Middle School just stared at Mo Bei, and didn't rush forward.
Of course this is only one of the reasons.
Another reason is that they are waiting for God K to clean up this scum with his own hands.
"I said Feng Nai, Young Master Feng, God King, you really don't plan to meet that crooked boy who came to our middle school to make trouble, he came after you."
The light and shadow are flickering.
I just heard that slender and tall figure say: "Boring."
Then he laughed again: "I guess you have the same attitude, but you have to be there for tomorrow's fight, and you can't let the second middle school continue to be so arrogant."
The person who asked did not get a response, but he knew the character of the other person very well.
As long as you don't refuse, it's okay to show your face.
but.
"Wait a minute, where are you going?"
"Looking for someone." The person in the light and shadow finally showed that face, but unfortunately he was still wearing a black mask, and he could only see a pair of eyes, lazy and alienated, with impatience.
As for who he was looking for.
when he turned the corner.
A little Naiyin wearing a black down jacket rushed over and hugged his leg: "Brother, where have you been? I have been looking for you for a long time? I am worried about you for my mother."
The figure seemed to be smiling, and with one hand free, he patted that small face, and the ending sound was a little cold: "Student Feng Xiaolin, you have to say everything I said, because you think you don't need to be beaten if you walk around casually." ?”
The little milk voice shook her head: "I didn't wander around. I heard on the phone that you said you were going to fight. I wanted to stop you. It's not good to fight too much. Call the parents again, and mom will stop your pocket money again." .”
"My brother is really far-sighted." The figure was careless, and after touching something in his brother's hand with his fingers, he paused: "What is this?"
The little Naiyin couldn't understand his brother's emotions, and finally had other topics to talk about, and immediately said seriously: "This is given to me by the little brother who saved my life, and the little brother also likes to play games." , so in order to repay this life-saving grace, I plan to take him to fly at night."
"Heh, saving your life is really miserable, the game career is coming to an end."
(end of this chapter)