This is the best shooting range in Yanjing, and Jiangjun Xing and other young men are the top VIPs here. As soon as the guests walked into the lounge, a waiter brought warm water and towels for washing hands, and then the second group of waiters brought hot tea according to the guests' tastes, and the third group of waiters brought fruits and snacks. The waiters are all tall beauties wearing lotus-white cheongsams, and it is said that many of them are female students from the university town. Their qualifications are quite outstanding.
Li Guoqiang picked up a strawberry with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth to moisten his throat. He looked at Jiang Junxing and said, "Why? Young Master doesn't like Fang Yan?"
"It's not that I don't like him, but I don't want to." Jiang Junxing sipped the hot tea carefully, with a faint smile on his face: "That Fang Yan, he still has some abilities. He is mentally strong and has good kung fu. It's not an exaggeration to describe him as a 'talented man of both civil and military talents'. Otherwise, would my arrogant brother be defeated again and again in front of him? Jiang Zhuliu was defeated, but what kind of person is Jiang Longtan? Take our Yanjing City as an example, how many people can be more calculating than him? What's the result? After provoking that kid, he disappeared mysteriously. Jiang Zhuliu had to pretend to be a filial son and find a way to explain where his father went. How difficult is this life------"
Li Guoqiang couldn't help but grin when he heard what Jiang Junxing said, "Since the young master thinks so highly of Fang Yan, why do you think Jun Ling's efforts are not worth so little?"
"Fang Yan is a rotten egg." Jiang Junxing said, "If you don't like eating rotten eggs, just move it to a place where you can't see it, or shift your sight to another place. Because you don't like it, you want to kick the rotten egg away. What's the result? Isn't it that you are covered in stinky smell? And the stinky smell is so strong that it can't be blown away by wind or washed away by water. In the end, aren't you the one who suffers?"
"Why must we go against that Fang Yan? If we had the time to fight this rotten egg, we wouldn't know how many businesses we could have built, nor how much profit we could have earned for the family. Compared to showing off our talents and consolidating our position in the family, defeating Fang Yan wouldn't be a piece of cake."
Li Guoqiang picked another strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth, then asked casually, "Military orders can't even solve a rotten egg - I'm afraid your image will be damaged and your position at home will be shaken, right?"
Jiangjunxing looked at Li Guoqiang seriously and said, "Guoqiang, what do you think?"
"I flipped through a few pages of the Book of Changes when I was bored a few days ago, and there are a few sentences in it that I think make a lot of sense - Heaven is supreme and earth is humble, the old and the young are in order, and everything must have rules. If there are no rules, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"
Jiangjun Xing laughed loudly, pointed at Li Guoqiang and said, "How can a rough man like you still have the heart to read those ancient books?"
"It's good to read ancient books, because they explain the truth thoroughly. Nowadays, many people have no father or brother, and have no sense of etiquette or shame. It's really hateful to talk about it."
The smile on Jiangjunxing's face gradually faded, and he said, "Guoqiang, what do you think? Should we help my brother?"
"Of course." Li Guoqiang nodded without hesitation. "Others don't care about blood and affection, but we can't do that. So, I'll fly to Huacheng tonight to help Junling."
Jiangjunxing nodded and said, "Okay. Thank you for your hard work, Guoqiang."
Li Guoqiang chuckled and said, "We are friends, this is what I should do."
"No, you are my brother." Jiang Junxing looked at Li Guoqiang seriously and said, "Brother."
The two looked at each other and then burst into laughter together.
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"Two hundred and seventy kilometers per hour------"
"Two hundred and eighty kilometers per hour------"
"Three hundred and one kilometers per hour-------"
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Fang Haohan stared at the speed data displayed above the train and said to Fang Yingxiong happily: "Hero, we will reach Huacheng in two hours. When we get to Huacheng, we can see Junior Master--"
"Be calm." Fang Yingxiong was reading a book called "On Powerful Nation" with great interest. He said calmly and confidently, "Be elegant and refined like a mature man."
Fang Haohan looked at Fang Yingxiong carefully and said, "You look very mature, but not elegant at all."
Fang Yingxiong was about to lash out and fight back, but suddenly he remembered something and resumed his previous "elegant" appearance, with a smile on his face, and whispered like a Maitreya Buddha: "You don't know what elegance is."
"You don't even look elegant, so how can you be elegant?" Fang Haohan looked at Fang Yingxiong expressionlessly and said, "You bought this book at the station, and when you got on the train you turned to page 37. It's been a few hours, and you're still reading page 37. You're not elegant, you're just pretending."
Crash-----
Fang Yingxiong was so angry that he flipped back dozens of pages of "On Powerful Nation" in his hand. He looked at Fang Haohan and said, "Fang Haohan, you idiot, you discovered my flaw a long time ago. Why didn't you tell me earlier? What if she discovered it?"
"Who noticed?" Fang Haohan looked at Fang Yingxiong blankly and asked. They were sitting in the business car of the train, and there was no one familiar in the whole car. Who was he afraid of seeing
"It's her-----" Fang Yingxiong answered shyly and embarrassedly.
"Who is she?"
"You've seen it?"
"When have I seen it?"
"When checking tickets-----"
"Ah------" Fang Haohan finally understood. He looked at Fang Yingxiong in surprise and said, "You like that flight attendant?"
"Sh ...
Fang Haohan pulled Fang Yingxiong's hand away. He didn't like others touching his lips. He thought that was the most sacred organ in the human body. Without a mouth, how could one eat? If one couldn't eat, how could one live
So sacred!
"Do you think she looks sexy in uniform?" Fang Yingxiong asked in a low voice, his cheeks slightly red, like a little boy who has just fallen in love.
Fang Haohan thought about it again and again, then shook his head and said, "No."
"You actually said no? Don't you think she's sexy?"
"Maybe she's wearing too much." Fang Haohan said with a simple face. "Sexy women wear very little. It's always like that on TV-----"
"You-----" Fang Yingxiong opened his mouth and found that he could not refute.
However, he quickly became happy again and said, "That's fine. If you don't think she's sexy, you won't be my rival in love. Although you can't be a match for the love saint of Yanziwu, you are my brother, and I don't want to see you look miserable after your defeat."
"Why would I compete with Junior Uncle for a woman? Miss Ye is the future mistress of our Fang family, I won't snatch her away----" Fang Haohan said with horror: "I won't do such a thing. Miss Ye is not my type----"
"I'm talking about me. I'm your opponent-----"
"But you are talking about the Yanziwu Love Saint. Junior Master is the Yanziwu Love Saint-----"
"When Junior Master-Uncle was not around, I was the one." Fang Yingxiong's explanation was quite weak, and he said, "But that's not the point. The point is, how can I take her down?"
"I don't know." Fang Haohan had no emotional experience, let alone how to please a girl. Love? This kind of thing was too far away for him.
So, when Fang Yingxiong asked him this question, his first reaction was, "This guy is an idiot." Why would he ask me this question when there are so many other people to ask
"I knew you didn't know. That's why I asked you on purpose." Fang Yingxiong said proudly: "If you don't have a smart brain, I hope you have excellent acting talent-----"
Fang Haohan stared at Fang Yingxiong warily and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Fang Yingxiong leaned over with his fat body and whispered in Fang Haohan's ear for a long time.
Fang Haohan's skeleton body shook violently, and he looked at Fang Yingxiong with an extremely embarrassed expression, and said, "You actually want me to play the role of a robber?"
"I didn't ask you to act like a robber-----" Fang Yingxiong explained seriously, "I just asked you to act like a robber-----and this is not a robbery. This is a high-speed train. What do you want to rob? Money? Sex? This is illegal. We can't do it."
"Then what do you mean?"
"Go and act like a little hooligan-----" Fang Yingxiong said excitedly, "When my goddess comes over later, you little hooligan will go up and tease her------"
"How do you tease?" asked Fang Haohan.
"Just saying dirty things to her, touching her and stuff like that------"
"Isn't that still rape?"
"This is different from rape." Fang Yingxiong felt like he was about to collapse. "Why don't you understand? Rape is -- it's really done. Flirting is -- it's just that you think the woman is pretty, so you have some obscene thoughts. But it's just -- it's just that your moral character is not up to standard, but it won't lead to a crime. The former may lead to jail time, the latter is generally --"
"How's it going?"
"She'll just slap you twice and that's it." Fang Yingxiong whispered, "But don't worry, I won't give her the chance to slap you. Before she slaps you, I'll stand up and reprimand you for your bad behavior, and then I'll shout 'get out' and you'll leave right away-----"
"Where am I going?"
"Hey, the train is so big, can't you sit there for a while? Give us some private space, let's exchange feelings-----maybe it will work out, and you will have a sister-in-law."
"I won't do it." Fang Haohan refused.
"Why?"
"I don't say dirty words."
"This is easy, I'll teach you." Fang Yingxiong said.
He pinched Fang Haohan's chin with his chubby hands, smiled obscenely, and said, "Beauty, you smell so good. Come, let your brother smell it-----"
"Let me go-----" Fang Haohan hated it most when someone touched his chin, so he slapped Fang Yingxiong's hand away.
"Yes, yes, that's just right------little beauty, don't you like your brother? Your brother really likes you------"
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At the door of the carriage, a beautiful police officer stared at the disgusting scene happening in front of her with wide eyes. (To be continued)