390.
"The best power equipment and AI intelligent navigation system are installed inside this hot air balloon,"
Murong Jihua adjusted his light blue tie with high spirits:
"Look, from here, you can have a panoramic view of the whole city, and you can even see the roses downstairs of Princess Elizabeth."
He Junle paused for a while with the hand that wanted to take out the terminal to play with the phone, put the terminal back into his pocket, and looked at Murong Jihua with raised eyebrows.
"The highway around the city over there - it's too far away to see clearly, but do you still remember, that's where this young master met you for the first time?"
He Junle laughed lowly: "Yes, you said you were going to smash me to death with money."
"..."
"..."
"Let's not talk about this, you said that I will see those brothers in your gang later, how many red envelopes should I give them? Is one hundred thousand per person enough?"
"… … … … enough."
391.
When the hot air balloon landed in the North District, it caused a lot of commotion. Fortunately, the law enforcement officers arranged by Cui Guanshi were there to observe the order. When two big men in pink walked down from the top, there was no traffic accident. If there are countless shutter sounds, this air travel is simply perfect.
High profile, absolute high profile.
Murong Jihua turned his head and asked He Junle: "What exactly are you talking about?"
He Junle played with the terminal: "The brothers in the gang are arguing that they must meet you and have a meal together. They are looking for death and life."
Murong Jihua frowned: "That's it, but there aren't any high-end hotels in the North District, why don't I let Steward Cui make a reservation—"
"Don't be so troublesome,"
He Junle shook the screen: "It's at the restaurant where we help ourselves. Let's go, Mr. President, the banquet is ready."
392.
—but I'm not ready yet!
Can anyone tell me whether the dinner culture on earth is suitable for this Mary Sue world, especially when the other party is a gangster? !
— I, Yan Jihua, have never had sex with people in society when I grow up so old? !
393.
So when He Junle dragged Murong Jihua to a large gray tent that was sparsely populated, Murong Jihua really felt dangerous for a moment.
—He Junle, this guy, doesn't he want to bring those bastards to kill me, right
394.
When they opened the heavy curtain and walked into the restaurant, Murong Jihua's premonition became stronger.
The room is opaque, the lights are not turned on, it is super quiet, there are only two or three candles, reflecting the dark road;
Murong Jihua couldn't even see clearly whether there was anyone inside, whether there was a table, whether there was...
ghost.
He subconsciously clasped He Junle's wrist.
When he bravely walked forward for about fifty meters, He Junle suddenly shook off his hand;
Murong Jihua shuddered, and saw clearly the rustling shadow hiding in the nearby darkness.
—The whites of the eyes reflect the orchid light.
So much, so much! They are all silent people!
Murong Jihua's scalp was numb, and he pressed his finger on the emergency dial button in his pocket terminal. He even began to rehearse in his mind how to delay time, how to escape, how to take He Junle away...
Wait, it's his man, why should I take him away
395.
Just as the adrenaline in Murong Jihua's body soared sharply, He Junle snapped his fingers and "popped", and the huge rock music was turned on simultaneously with the dazzling lights.
"???"
"Three, two, one—"
There are voices lightly counted.
396.
"Welcome Boss He and Da Furen's three-week golden wedding!!"
——The lingering sound curls up, endlessly.
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Aiduo, this, that, me, I came to express my thanks to, that, the little angels who added me to my collection, comments and throwing thunder potion—
I like you very much! Come and accept the fairy love(??)
There are so many people who read it, I feel ashamed to write a chapter with hundreds of words like before 233333
Will work hard! (such as today's double update)
What kind of attack can you kid be? !
397.
Friends, have you ever felt enthusiasm
Before the words were finished, the ribbons and flowers flying out from the corners of the entire restaurant were about to fall, spraying colorful colors on Murong Jihua who was blocked in the middle of the crowd on the inner three floors and the outer three floors.
From haunted house to karaoke, from depression to disco, it only takes three seconds.
In an instant, there are only a few words left in Murong Jihua's world:
Colorful, colorful, brightly colored, colorful.
—It looks very much like the rainbow moon boat in which he and He Junle fell in love.
398.
"Come here, please take your seat! Brother Murong, let me tell you, this boss's wife is my wife, Chen Ergou. From now on, when you go back to help, it's like going back to your own home. We won't go home until we're drunk!"
——Chen Ergou, who is five big and three thick, laughed, pulled Murong Jihua with his big hands and walked to the upper seat.
Murong Jihua: "???"
"Er Gou, you said you fucking said X things? What do you mean the boss's wife is your wife, do you want to be ashamed?"
—The seductive and graceful elder sister Hong stepped forward to block the way, and a cigarette burnt Chen Ergou howling.
Murong Jihua: "???"
Second Sister Hong reached out and pinched Murong Jihua's cheek, her slender nails lightly brushed the skin:
"Yo, as expected, the treasure of this rich family is beautiful! No wonder our boss has taken a fancy to you, come and let my sister touch it..."
"Hey sister! Do you know who he is?"
"I know, but no matter how old he is, he is a relative of our gang after entering the door of our boss, so why should he be polite? What do you think, little-Murong~"
Murong Jihua: "...hahaha."
(whispering) Turning his head outward: "Jun Le save me!"
He Junle: Sitting at the top position far away, drinking tea with his head bowed, expressionless. jpg
399.
"..."
This guy definitely did it on purpose!
400.
"Little Murong, come, come, come, this is the red envelope that my sister gave you. It is more or less my sister's heart. I wish you and the boss peace and beauty~"
"Good afternoon, Ma'am! I don't have anything to sell. This doll is my sister's favorite, so I'll give it to you!"
"Um... Madam, this is Nana's, weaved by herself, um... scarf, that, this..."
"..."
401.
Twenty minutes later—
Murong Jihua, wearing a small lace wreath with rabbit ears on his head, a large gold chain with the thickness of a thumb on his necklace, and a leopard-print jacket with money and flames, covered in flowers, flowers, willows and greens, and his hands overflowing, finally sat at seat c of the largest round table at the banquet, and He Junle shoulder to shoulder.
A strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake.
I'm sorry to embarrass the all-round presidents.
Sitting in a mess next to Gang Leader He who was sitting upright.
Such a comparison, He Junle wearing a pink suit is really unexpected——
Damn it!
402.
Seeing that everyone was already seated, He Junle coughed lightly, and the whole restaurant immediately fell silent.
Murong Jihua stared at He Junle in a daze as he picked up a glass of white wine and slowly stood up—
"Brothers, what is our slogan?"
"In the sky and in the world, I am the only one who respects me; if affection is paramount, go away, girl; if it is about being the strongest, I am the only one happy; say it again, I am the only one who is happy!"
-puff! ! !
Murong Jihua was so frightened that he suddenly poured a sip of drink into his lungs, and when he recovered, he felt his scalp numb with embarrassment.
403.
Shame, shame, shame.
What an earth-shattering catchphrase slogan!
My brother Le! You help this... No wonder your screen name is so unique.
Murong Jihua secretly looked at He Junle from the corner of his eye. He stood like a pine tree with a calm face, without any shyness or discomfort.
This is probably a kind of ability.
404.
Next, He Junle delivered a two-hour passionate speech with a full voice, from the past and present of the Junle Gang, historical development to future planning and a beautiful blueprint.
Murong Jihua was drowsy when he heard this, but to his surprise, the full house members were obviously social people who were ignorant and incompetent, but when they listened to their boss's speech, they were all full of energy and grandeur. Without taking a breath, the eyes are full of stars.
"He Junle is really a super popular type..."
Murong Jihua raised his head, just in time to meet He Junle's eyes looking down at him.
Clear and clear eyes filled with starlight.
"Now, let me introduce to you, the famous Mr. Murong—"
He Junle stretched out a hand.
Unrepressible whistles and cheers could already be heard from the audience, and teasing words such as "young lady" and "beauty married off" were mixed in it.
He Junle continued:
405.
"From now on, I'm his man."
— The cheers stopped abruptly.
406.
Dozens of pairs of eyes looked over at the same time, and Murong Jihua felt that the big gold chain around his neck was being scorched and faintly hot.
The search and vigilance in those eyes is self-evident:
Your kid is actually on top!
407.
Are you saying that attacking and receiving are based on posture, not status
Brother Le, the thinking of you guys is really a bit feudal!
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This slogan is real.jpg
It's a riot gang formed during my junior high school and second year... the only difference is that Junle is replaced by my name... (shame) (shame)
The main purpose of that gang is to bully the teacher... Occasionally fights, and even accepts employment, for example, whoever kills the other, we will beat him... Ah, my youth (Wang Tian)
Later, I ascended to become a fairy, and my helpers didn't know where to go, woo woo woo woo...