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Name:Godly Fisherman Author:
Xiao Peng didn't even look at her. "Clerk, wrap them up in three colors one at a time. Also wrap the underwear that she picked out just now." Jenna, there are cosmetics here too. Let's buy them together. Save time, don't keep them waiting. Sophia and the others are starving. "

"Alright." Jenna quickly went to pick out the makeup. White women really couldn't leave makeup. Most of them had rough skin and had a lot of pores. Therefore, deodorant and depilator are essential.

At this time, Ling Ling became spirited, "Clerk, don't let them cheat you. Look at their clothes, can they afford to buy these things? These two are here to cause trouble. In the end, you guys have been busy all day, so it's laughable that they can't afford it. "

Fan Zhong also strolled over. "That's right, young man. It's good to be competitive, but don't slap your face until it's full of fat. Do what you can."

This was not zero, it was a negative number!

"Kid, why don't you know what's good for you?" Fan Zhong said angrily.

Xiao Peng smiled and walked to Fan Zhong's side. He patted Fan Zhong on the shoulder, shook his head, and walked away without a word.

Fan Zhong watched as Xiao Peng brushed past him, he didn't understand what Xiao Peng meant.

Xiao Peng let Fan Zhong off just like that? With Xiao Peng's personality, how was this possible? While he was patting Fan Zhong's shoulder, he had already injected a bit of his Shaman Energy into Fan Zhong's body. Don't you like to play with small things? It seems to me that you are at such an age that abstinence is good for you.

That's right, Xiao Peng had directly crippled Fan Zhong's little brother. From now on, besides peeing, Fan Zhong's little brother would serve as a mascot.

Fighting with such a person? It would be better to just teach him a lesson.

Xiao Peng, who secretly got off, was in an exceptionally good mood. Under Fan Zhong and Lingling's expressions of disbelief, he directly swiped his card, paid the bill, and left with Gina to buy pajamas for the other three children.

Although Xiao Peng is a firm fruit soporitist himself, it is better for children to grow up healthy.

"Godfather, you angered me to death today! That old hat just wants to embarrass you and embarrass you! " In the underground parking lot, Ling Ling carried Fan Zhong on her shoulder and added fuel to the fire. Look at that old hat, he spent so much money on that ninny, but didn't even buy her silk pajamas for me yet he bought three of them for her. I wonder where the money came from, maybe he stole them. How do they look like rich people. "

Fan Zhong felt his head hurt. He originally wanted to spend some money here to coax this' goddaughter ', but he didn't expect Xiao Peng to do this. In the end, he could only spend another 100,000 for her. If not for the fact that this Ling Ling was still alive and didn't have enough fun, Fan Zhong would have kicked her away a long time ago.

With a gloomy face, Fan Zhong led Lingling into the car. "Godfather, are we just going to let this go?" Today, you really pissed me off. "

Fan Zhongliang laughed coldly, "How is that possible!?" I've never suffered such a loss before! I've already called for people. We'll wait here for them and then we'll go and show them who's boss! Today, I was so angry! I'm going to give them a lesson. In this society, many things are not just about money. F * ck, where did this bastard come from? Even poor people like him have some money, but they don't even know what their surname is! I'll give him an education class on behalf of his father today! Let him know why flowers are so red! "

Lingling quickly attached herself to Fan Zhong. "Godfather, don't be angry. It's not worth it to ruin your body for the sake of those people. "What does Lingling want to do to quell the fire?"

Fan Zhong glanced at Lingling with a lewd smile on his face. "What do you think?" There are many ways to lose? "

Lingling smiled coquettishly, "Godfather, I hate it. Let's talk about it when we get home."

Fan Zhong shook his head, his breathing quickened. "You little demon, it's not convenient for you to bring your godmother home today, is it?"

"I hate it." Although Ling Ling Ling said that, she laid her head down.

Weird, why can't it get harder? "Normally, he would get up early like this." Ling Ling, be more comfortable. I don't feel much. " Fan Zhong then pressed down on Lingling's head, causing her mind to become even more active.

At that moment, he heard a man's voice coming from outside the car. "What the f * ck? You guys really know how to play."

Fan Zhong was startled. He opened his eyes and saw two men standing outside the window. One of them was patting his phone. "This angle is not good. Can you change positions?"

The two men in front of Fan Zhong were Yang Meng and Pan Peiyu, who were waiting for Xiao Peng.

Xiao Peng couldn't get out of the car for a long time, so the two of them got out of the car and had a cigarette out of boredom. The two curiously walked over and saw this scene. Yang Meng, who feared that the world would not be thrown into chaos, even took out his phone and began shooting.

"Fuck, old Pan, did you notice? This bro is great, this girl is trying her best and yet he didn't react?" Can you do it? " Yang Meng raised his voice to Pan Peiyu.

Pan Peiyu scratched his head and laughed bitterly, "Son of a b * tch, aren't you going too far? You must be scared to death, right? "

"No, no. If you don't believe me, just watch me bid. I'll f * * k you. You can do it, old man. Even if your little brother isn't useful, would someone come and lick you?" "Girl, how much money did he give you? Are you trying so hard?" Yang Meng was someone who didn't mind the big issues.

"What are you guys doing?" Fan Zhong hurriedly pushed Lingling away, pulled on his pants, and asked loudly.

However, Yang Meng did not seem to mind at all, "You guys continue, do not stop, just treat it as if I don't exist. You can think of me as a folk artist."

Fan Zhong blocked Yang Meng's phone with his hand, "Stop hitting!" Stop it! You want money, right? I'll give you money. Is five thousand enough? "You should delete the photos you took!"

When Yang Meng heard this, he laughed and said, "How about this, I'll give you 10,000. You guys continue, I'll clap for a while longer. The angle just now wasn't good, this time we will change our angle, don't think too much, this is for the sake of art!"

"Art your ass! Just tell me, how much do you want? " Fan Zhong was so angry that he became confused and shouted loudly.

Yang Meng scratched his ears, "Don't shout, don't shout, what consciousness do you have? to be dedicated to art. "

Fan Zhong said angrily, "Don't blame me for being impolite!"

Yang Meng laughed, "Uncle, I really want to see how you are going to treat me so rudely. It's not good to use your little brother at such a young age, and his temper is still so hot.

Fan Zhong snorted. "Kid, don't blame me for not reminding you. It won't be too late for you to regret it later."

Yang Meng spread out his hands with an indifferent expression.

Fan Zhong wanted to say something, but he suddenly heard the sound of an engine.

Fan Zhong's face lit up. "You two rascals, it's too late to leave now."

Two vans stopped in front of the crowd. More than ten young men got off the vans, holding onto steel pipes and something like that. They surrounded Yang Meng and the other two.

These people were precisely the reinforcements Fan Zhong had called over to take care of Xiao Peng.

"Director Fan, you're just going to take care of these two fellows?" The leader of the group, with a buzz cut, walked to Yang Meng's side and pointed arrogantly at Yang Meng and Pan Peiyu with a steel pipe.

Director Fan said angrily, "I don't know what happened to me today. Did I offend a villain?" There are people provoking me inside, and there are people provoking me outside. Everyone thinks I'm easy to bully, right? Beat these two blind people to death! "

The one leading the group, with a flat head, walked up to Yang Meng with a mocking expression, "Kid, it's not good to provoke someone, but you provoked CEO Fan? "Don't blame us for being ruthless. Brothers, go, cripple these two kids!"

Just as the bald man finished speaking, Yang Meng directly took a step forward and grabbed him by the collar. With a powerful wave of his hand, the man was directly sent flying, landing accurately on Fan Zhong's window. With a loud crash, the entire window shattered, and Lingling, who was still sitting in the car, was smashed into smithereens.

No one thought that Yang Meng would suddenly make a move. Furthermore, it was so fierce. Everyone was stunned on the spot as they stared at Yang Meng.

Yang Meng had a faint smile on his face as he stretched his limbs: "What did you say that for? "IT!"

When Xiao Peng and Jenna reached the parking lot, they were also shocked by the scene in front of them. "Is this an act of art?" Jenna didn't know how to answer Xiao Peng's question.

"You did this?" Xiao Peng asked Yang Meng. Yang Meng nodded. "You've really broadened your horizons. You're already so old, yet you're still putting on some makeup …."

It was only then that Xiao Peng realized that the chubby Mediterranean Sea was Fan Zhong, the one who had a dispute with him.

"Son of a bitch, first tell me, how did you get so many people into this car?" Xiao Peng asked with a serious expression.

Fan Zhong was driving a BMW x6. The space was not small, but no matter how big the space was, it shouldn't be filled with more than ten people at once, right?

Yang Meng laughed and said, "I've found out. This car's interior space is like a woman's breast drain. Squeezing around is enough. Let me try it out. If I squeeze more, I can squeeze two more inside."

"What's going on? "Where's Pan Peiyu?" Xiao Peng asked.

Yang Meng shook his head, "I don't know why, the old man and I were in the middle of an art exchange when a group of people came to kill me. I just conveniently beat them up. I sent Pan Peiyu to watch the children, and this scene isn't good for the children to see."

Xiao Peng was speechless. Should he say Yang Meng was kind or brutal?

Poor Fan Zhong.

Eh? What does Fan Zhong being pitiful have anything to do with me? Forget it, there was no need to bring it up. "Let's go and eat the hotpot."

"Mm. Let's go. I'm starving to death."

Xiao Peng and Yang Meng were both celebrities who would die if they left the hotpot, so they wouldn't get tired of eating.

They chatted and laughed as they drove away, Fan Zhong and the rest. Who cares?

Just as he got on the car, Xiao Peng's phone rang. Xiao Peng's eyes lit up when he saw the number and picked it up, "Ran, where did you run off to? Why can't I get through to your mom? " Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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