It didn't take long for the news of "Huacheng No. 1 Lieutenant Colonel to conquer the Little Tigers", which quickly spread to all the gangsters in all the schools within a ten-mile radius.
Huacheng Sports School.
Wei Rong, who was still recovering, "sit up in shock from a dying illness", his right leg that had not recovered was pulled, and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain.
As the number one suitor around Li Cheng, he has always paid special attention to the big and small things happening around Li Cheng.
It's a pity that the last time he went to the gate of Licheng school to make a confession, he was beaten up by an alpha who he had never met! As a result, one of his legs was fractured and he was put in a plaster cast. He had to rely on a wheelchair to travel, and it was particularly inconvenient to go to the toilet.
Wei Rong gathered a group of henchmen and asked them, "Where did the news of Li Cheng's subjugation of the Little Tigers come from, is it reliable?"
The most trusted dog-headed military advisor beside Wei Rong said: "Very reliable. The source of the news is the core members of the Little Tigers."
Wei Rong was surprised: "It's yours, how did you get the news? By money? Or by a girl?"
"None of them." The dog-head military division picked up the phone, "They posted it on their own circle of friends."
Wei Rong: "… "
Wei Rong took a look at the phone and saw that Brother Hu had posted three Moments for three consecutive days, all of which were related to Li Cheng.
The first one: "Brother Li brought us to the Internet cafe to open the black!"
The accompanying picture is a small Internet cafe team battle.
Rule 2: "Brother Li, bring us to eat!"
The picture shows the bustling snack street.
Rule 3: "Brother Li, bring us to dance!"
This time, instead of a picture, a 15-second short video is directly attached.
In the video, the group of demons danced wildly, and people were very close to each other. The flickering light in the disco was intertwined with red and green lines, like a net of desire, covering the blond boy's body.
Li Cheng stood in the center of the high table, accompanied by the dynamic DJ music, he stretched his waist magnanimously and danced with the notes.
He jumped out of nowhere, but he had a kind of charm that hit his heartstrings. Even through the screen, he could feel the pheromone coming to his face, making every alpha who saw this scene couldn't help but swallow. He drooled, wanting to hide such a wanton and provocative omega in his arms.
The fifteen-second short video flashed by, Wei Rong couldn't hold back, and replayed it again.
Then the second time, the third time, the fourth time.
The more he looked, the more excited he became, and the more sad he looked.
Wei Rong thought, Li Cheng can take his new acquaintance to play games on disco, why doesn't he want to give him a good face
The dog head military division once recommended to Wei Rong a mobile love game that Meng A must play. In the game, he can choose from four beautiful men. The strategist told him to learn how to attack wild men in the game.
Wei Rong krypton has a lot of gold, and krypton directly passes through the card pool, and krypton becomes the first in the list.
But what's the crap
There is no progress bar above Li Cheng's head, which can show how much he has achieved, and how much more Wei Rong needs to spend to fall asleep.
The dog-head military sergeant advised him: "Brother, this is not good, let's change it? Li Cheng is beautiful, but he is not the only beautiful omega. Besides, his skin is a little darker, he is taller, and his temper is a little worse... What kind of omega can't get a heroic Kong Wu alpha like you?"
Wei Rong smiled bitterly: "But I only like him."
Love at first sight is so unreasonable. Wouldn't it be too cheap if "likes" could be easily withdrawn.
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Li Cheng is a good and conscientious elder brother. After returning to the Tigers, he racked his brains to arrange some things for them, hoping that their lives would be on the right track, and they would stop idling.
Li Cheng asked: "Do you usually have nothing to do? I will introduce you to a job. Although it doesn't make much money, it's better than the fact that you hate cats and dogs every day."
Brother Hu, as the representative of everyone, replied: "We usually have nothing to do, only the beginning of the month and the end of the month are busy."
Li Cheng: "What are you busy with?"
Brother Hu: "Busy collecting rent."
Li Cheng: "..."
Man, I'm still so angry.
With his personal connections, Li Cheng arranged jobs for them in the shops in the snack street. Some people sell milk tea at o'clock, some go to Hao O to make cakes and desserts, and some go to fried chicken shops to work as cashiers.
The little tiger team, which was once a disaster, was transformed into a restaurant boy. This incident naturally couldn't escape Wei Rong's eyes and ears.
One night, Wei Rong let the dog head military division push his wheelchair, and the two disguised themselves and went to the fried chicken shop to eat chicken.
Their cross-dressing was very successful. Brother Hu, who was working here, didn't recognize them at all. Even when he saw that Wei Rong was inconvenient, he took special care of them and reserved them with the best view seat.
Wei Rong ordered a whole fried chicken, French fries, sundaes, and two drinks. While waiting for the dishes, he kept observing the topography of the store secretly.
Wei Rong lowered his voice and asked the dog-head military division: "You said, will Li Cheng come?"
While tearing down the chicken with his bare hands, the dog-head military division said bitterly: "Brother Rong, listen to my advice. You can use the energy of licking Licheng to lick the railings in the northeast, and the railings can be licked and bent by you!"
Wei Rong: "… "
The two were talking when two figures in school uniforms appeared in front of the restaurant's take-out window.
Wei Rong looked over subconsciously—then, froze on the spot.
Seeing that his face was wrong, the dog-headed military division was startled and asked: "What's wrong?!"
Wei Rong squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Fuck... It's the person I tried to beat last time but didn't succeed, and the person who suddenly jumped out to beat me!"
Yes, the world is so small. The two people who appeared outside the restaurant were Yan Jing and Xiao Yiheng who were traveling together.
The two of them were one of the few day students in the school, and they just happened to be heading home in the same direction.
Yan Jing was unlucky. He encountered gangsters on the way from school twice in a row. So he tried his best to hug Xiao Yiheng's thigh and stayed at the school gate every day, waiting for him to go home from school together.
When they say "together", in fact, Xiao Yiheng walks in front every time, and Yan Jing follows behind.
Xiao Yiheng was helpless and pretended he didn't see it.
On this day, Yan Jing finally summoned up the courage, stopped Xiao Yiheng, and said he wanted to invite him to eat chicken.
Xiao Yiheng: "Thank you, but I don't play games."
Yan Jing pushed his glasses in confusion: "Ah? What does eating chicken have to do with games?"
Xiao Yiheng: "..." It turns out that Yan Jing is the one who really doesn't play games.
Yan Jing said: "Senior brother, I really want to thank you very much. You saved me twice since I was a kid, and now you allow me to go with you after school. The great kindness and virtue can't be repaid, so let me ask Eat something."
He said it so sincerely, Xiao Yiheng happened to not want to go home, so he agreed.
But Xiao Yiheng never imagined that when he followed his junior to this fried chicken restaurant, he saw at the takeaway window... Brother Hu.
Brother Hu stood behind the fried chicken counter and said with enthusiasm: "Welcome ↗ come ~ feel free to choose ↗ ~"
Yan Jing was startled, and subconsciously resorted to Jin Chan's escape from the shell, then turned around and wanted to slip away.
Seeing that he was about to run, Brother Hu leaned out most of the body from the counter, trying to grab the strap of his schoolbag.
The result was unexpectedly empty.
Yan Jing ran out ten meters and shouted across the street: "Haha, I can't think of it, I cut off the strap of my schoolbag!"
In the past, every time Yan Jing encountered a gangster, he would be held by the other party to carry his schoolbag. Later, he learned to be obedient, and he took precautions and grabbed the schoolbag in advance.
Brother Hu said angrily: "What are you running for? I'm selling things, you're buying things. I'm changing my mind now, instead of being a gangster, I'll be a chicken... No, I'm making fried chicken."
Xiao Yiheng had never seen such a flexible gangster, but when he thought that he was Li Cheng's subordinate, he suddenly felt that "the gangster changed his career to selling fried chicken" was a natural thing.
He couldn't help but say, "You... how long have you changed careers?"
Brother Hu scratched his head: "It didn't take long, in fact, I just started working this week." Because of his ferocious appearance, his sales have been very poor. He stood at the takeaway window for a day today, but he didn't open a single order. That's why he was so excited when he saw that Yan Jing was about to run.
He looked at Xiao Yiheng and asked earnestly, "Dad, how many fried chickens do you want?"
Yan Jing: "???"
Xiao Yiheng: "...don't call me dad anymore."
Brother Hu looked confused: "But you and Brother Li—"
Xiao Yiheng interrupted him directly: "don't let me repeat it a second time."
Brother Hu remembered how he was beaten that day, and the wound is still aching.
Forget it, not calling him Dad was just what he wanted. He was in his twenties, and he was ashamed to call a high school student Dad.
However, there is still some respect.
Brother Hu thought, since Li Cheng is his eldest brother, then Xiao Yiheng is—
He immediately changed his name respectfully: "sister-in-law, how many fried chickens do you have?"
Xiao Yiheng: "..."
In the hall of the fried chicken shop behind them, Wei Rong, who was ashen-faced, broke a chopstick—he knew that this little white face really had an affair with Li Cheng! !
If it wasn't for the dog-headed military sergeant who hugged Wei Rong, Wei Rong would have jumped up from his wheelchair and showed Xiao Yiheng some color! !
"Brother Rong, calm down, calm down!" the dog-head military sergeant said bitterly, "Look at your legs, now you are in a wheelchair, if you really fight him, who cares for whom?"
He was about to say clearly - Wei Rong couldn't beat Xiao Yiheng when his arms and legs were not broken, but now that he has a broken leg, if he rushes up, he will hit the stone with an egg!
But Wei Rong is now dazzled by jealousy. When he thinks that the omega that he has been chasing for so long has run away with other alphas under his nose, he is so angry that he has a heart attack.
"Why can't I beat him?" Wei Rong said, "Although I have broken a leg and my combat power has been reduced, I still have 0.75 combat power. You can also count 0.66 combat power, let's add it together. , with a total combat power of 1.41, can't beat him alone? Don't worry, the nerd with glasses next to him is not a human being, in fact, that nerd runs faster than anyone else."
Dog-head military division: "..."
What kind of algorithm is this, and the combat power can still be accurate to two decimal places
Before he could complain, Wei Rong stood up from his wheelchair staggeringly, holding the table and preparing to find Xiao Yiheng outside the door to decide the outcome.
Wei Rong raised his fist high: "Come on!"
Unfortunately, his voice was drowned out by the noise outside the door.
I saw a refrigerated van approaching outside the store. The driver jumped out of the driver's seat and instructed the workers to unload the goods. It turned out that the fried chicken store was about to replenish.
There are several schools near this snack street, and the flow of people is very large.
The workers put three boxes of processed white-striped chickens on the ground, as well as some cooking oil and bread crumbs.
A box of white-striped chickens weighs 50 pounds. The owner was about to ask other shop assistants to move the goods together. Brother Hu, who was standing behind the takeaway window, hurriedly spoke.
"No need for the boss," Brother Hu eagerly wanted to prove in front of the boss that he wasn't just getting paid for free meals, "I can move it all by myself!"
After all, he bent down and picked up all three boxes of chickens in one breath.
A full one hundred and fifty pounds.
Wei Rong, who witnessed all this: "..."
The dog-headed military division who witnessed all this: "..."
How many combat power does this tm count? ?
The dog-headed military sergeant turned his head stiffly to look at his eldest brother: "Brother Rong, are we still rushing?"
Wei Rong angrily patted the dog-headed military division's head: "Chongchong, rush, rush, just rush, do you think I'm flushing the toilet?"
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The two of them made a lot of noise. Xiao Yiheng, who was standing outside the door, heard a familiar voice and looked sideways.
Wei Rong quickly lowered his head and raised a big chicken leg to cover his face.
But he forgot that he could block his face, but he couldn't block the red hair on top of his head.
Three minutes later, Xiao Yiheng stood in front of Wei Rong with freshly baked fried chicken and his trembling junior.
The fried chicken leg in Wei Rong's hand fell into the cola cup.
"Excuse me," Xiao Yiheng said indifferently, "there is not enough space in the store, let's make a table."
The author has something to say: As we all know, the villains in this article are all funny characters.