Fangqi followed the chick to the corner of the corridor outside. The chick nuzui to his office: "who is she? She lives in your office?"

"My sister, classmate, what's the matter?" Fangqi wondered, this girl is still a policeman in the Pacific - in charge of a lot of things.

"Mr. Ge asked me to take care of the building. I have to ask. This is an experimental building. No one can enter it casually. " The girl was right. Fang Qi really couldn't refute her for a moment. He picked up his arm and deliberately stimulated her: "I let her live here, can't I?"

The chick kept her head down and didn't make a sound. She looked stimulated. If she had never bought his account, she now looked very depressed.

"Sun Qiyun, don't worry too much about my private affairs... Ho, I haven't finished yet."

The chick ignored him and trotted all the way back to the big office.

Fang Qi looked confused and forced, "what's the matter? Is this?" Back to her office, Zhang Li has cleaned up the back small bedroom and is wiping everywhere with a rag.

Fang Qi saw that it was getting late. "Let's go. I'll take you to the cram school. After dinner, I'll go home and bring all your things in the afternoon."

He said hello to ge Zhaozhao. He found two or three cram schools in No. 1 middle school and asked for prices. There are teachers in No. 1 middle school who make up lessons part-time and magic code one-on-one counseling. Fang Qi reported the most expensive one and went to the alley restaurant for dinner. At this time, it is basically a middle school student nearby and the surrounding residents who come to eat. People come and go in narrow alleys, which is very lively.

The two were eating. Suddenly there was a noise in front of them. Zhang Li wanted to look up. Fang Qi said, "don't look. Don't look at anything." He knows the truth of "relying on the mountain to eat the mountain". There must be a group of hooligans next to the three middle schools. They eat as if nothing had happened.

The gang came to their small restaurant for dinner. The boss hurried out: "brother Luo, it was a holiday some time ago. The student baby just came. Can you give it a few days?"

This young man named Luo Ge is a 17-8 young man with a small board, an inch head and ears. His cowboy vest is full of copper buttons, and his chest is open, showing the tattoo of a mountain tiger. This girl's back is followed by a group of smaller kill Matt, one by one with a childish face like coming out of the kindergarten.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the waves from generation to generation are more and more". There is no shortage of these little bastards at any time. Zhang Bo, the little bully, is disabled. His gang of people are scattered, and a new group of gangsters will emerge from the streets.

Don't underestimate these guys. They fight recklessly and die. They know they're afraid when there's an accident.

Luo Ge bared his uneven teeth, "old six, when do you say you have it, let's collect it. Don't say you don't have it then!" I'm sure I'll hit the table on Saturday Watching these people go out, he dared to scold: "bastard!"

Zhang Li looked around. "Will plum come to dinner?"

Fang Qixiao: "it's impossible. I let her go home to eat every day. Ge Zhaozhao's family has someone to cook. There's no need to worry at all."

Zhang Li turned back. "I heard that GE Zhaozhao is American?"

"What happened to the Americans?" Fang Qi thought it funny, "you don't think the Yankees are bad guys. They study medicine and want to revitalize traditional Chinese medicine."

Zhang Li tried to say that others were so kind to you, but she swallowed it back into her stomach and felt a little inferior in her heart.

Fang Qi scooped some quail eggs and put them in her bowl. "Eat more. This thing is for brain. Oh, let me give you some tonic. Let's try our best to succeed in one fell swoop. "

There was another noise outside. Some people screamed and others scolded. Fang Qi just finished eating, took out his cigarette and held it in his mouth. He felt around for a lighter and couldn't find it for a long time. He ran to the back stove to find Lao Liu. When he came back, he saw people running back in the alley: "fight, run!"

Fang Qi staggered to the door. There were all diners standing on both sides of the narrow lane. A stall selling Kanto cooking at the entrance of the alley was smashed by the gang of killing Matt. There was a black faced boy fighting with the gang. The boy was also good at boxing. It seemed that raising his hands and feet was like that.

He beat three or four down with three fists and two feet. Unfortunately, he was too good and bare handed. Those little bastards were full of steel pipes and bars in their hands. They were beaten on their upper legs a few times. As soon as they stumbled, they slowed down. They were knocked on the back of their head by a steel pipe from Rogge, shook and fell to the ground.

A dozen small gangsters rushed up with steel pipes and danced with sticks to death.

Fang Qi didn't care any more. The black faced boy was killed. He pushed aside the crowd and shouted, "brother Luo, what are you doing?"

When the gangsters heard someone shouting, they all stopped and looked back at him. They didn't know each other and looked at Rogge one by one.

Luo Ge didn't know him for a long time. He got a fist on his face. His mouth was crooked and his eyes were a little swollen. He spat blood: "what are you doing?"

Fang Qi came up to him with a smiley face. "Just beat people like this. I don't think he's dead. If you kill your gang, you'll have to go to jail." Squat down and feel the black faced boy's pulse.

When Luo Ge heard that he was in prison, he was also a little afraid. When his opponent nuzzled his mouth, several of his men took out more than a dozen pieces of broken money and steel jump. Just about to hand it to Luo Ge, the boy suddenly reached out to hold the money and robbed it back.

Luo Ge was so angry that he swung the steel pipe and smashed it down. Fang Qi stretched out his hand to catch the steel pipe: "you rob people of this money?"

"Fuck off!" Luo Ge raised his foot and kicked it. Fang Qi blocked it and lifted it up. Luo Ge didn't stand firm and fell to the ground on his back. As soon as he fell, the boy seemed to have committed a pig's head madness, pumping on the ground, and bubbles came out of his mouth like a crab.

Not to mention Fang Qi's silly eyes, even the gangsters under him are ignorant. They don't know what to do one by one.

"Why did I lie on the ground and play a rogue before I beat him?" Fang Qi looked at the childish faces, "who knows what happened to him?" In fact, he knew that the boy was crazy and deliberately pretended to be stupid to let him toss on the ground more.

He reached out to help the black faced boy, who was only 16 or 17 years old. He was seriously injured and covered with blood. When Fang Qi helped him sit up, he said, "you should go to the hospital. You're badly hurt."

The boy sat on the ground, reached out and touched the blood in the back of his head, showing his teeth in pain. But looking at Rogge who was still twitching on the ground, he vomited blood: "he's crazy. He'll be disabled."

Fang Qi was stunned: "can you cure it?"

The boy shook his head: "I know to pry open his mouth with something. Don't let the saliva choke him to death." He stood up slowly, felt a wooden spoon from the bean curd string sprinkled on the ground, walked over and pried Rogge's mouth open to let him hold it.