Chapter 542

Both of them like pickled cabbage fish very much. They found an authentic pickled cabbage fish restaurant and asked for three kilograms of fish and two dishes. They were comfortable.

But many people in the store are looking at them. These two people obviously look like teenagers. They are not yet adults. They drive a Lamborghini, but come to eat sauerkraut fish!

Some people lamented that maybe the rich young master was used to eating delicacies and wanted to taste ordinary ones.

Wen Zhihan stuck out his tongue, drank Wang Laoji and said, "it's so conspicuous. I knew we wouldn't come here. There are definitely not so many people looking for a hotel."

Jing Qian took a sip of Wang Laoji and hooked his lips.

Either he was too excited this afternoon, he certainly wouldn't drive out on impulse. I hope dad won't find out when he goes back, otherwise it will be another reprimand.

Forty minutes later, they were full.

As soon as they got on the bus, Jing Qian's mobile phone rang. As soon as they picked it up, they heard Jing meet the light voice, "brother, where are you?"

"What's the matter?" Jing Qian didn't think anything was wrong as soon as he heard his voice.

"Well... Can you come here for a minute? Mo Mo and I have been blocked in a small alley."

Jing Qian: "

The place is not far away. They drive again and arrive in ten minutes.

Jing Qian and Wen Zhihan hurriedly pushed open the door and ran to the small alley Jing met. They were also surprised by the scene in front of them.

The other seven people, Jing met two of them.

It's obvious that people have already prepared to stop them. They also know the leading boy, the second young master of the Han family.

Thinking of what Godfather said that day, he estimated that it was almost the same.

Jing met the two of them and felt his nose, "brother."

Jing Qian took his pocket in one hand and the car key in the other. He came forward and quietly blocked his two younger brothers behind him. He knew what was going on

Han Zhou didn't expect Jing Qian to come. After all, he has been in poor health in recent years and rarely appears.

"Brother Nan, don't worry about it today. It's about Xi Jing and Ji limo. You and my eldest brother also know each other. Don't meddle in selling brothers and face."

Then he looked at Xiang Jingyu and said sarcastically, "cut, I thought you would find someone. It turned out that you were looking for your brother. Why, if you don't find two more people to come, you'll suffer a loss later. Don't say I bully people."

Jing hissed when he was cold, and leaned his hands against the wall. "Just your tripod Kung Fu, don't take it out and make a fool of yourself, or I'll help you review the dog shit during the training."

Then he laughed with Ji limo.

Jing Qian has a headache. His brother just puts a knife around his neck. He can't say a soft word!

Han Zhou was angered, "Xi Jing met, I'm not finished with you today!"

"No, let's talk." Jing Qian reached out to him.

"Fuck you, get out of here. Do you think you were Nan Jingqian two years ago? I'll call you Nange to give you face! " Who doesn't know that the prince of the south family has been ill for more than two years. His skill is estimated to have fallen to the bottom!

Before Jing Qian could speak, Jing Yu kicked up with red eyes.

"Fuck your mother / Han Zhou, my brother is what you can say!"

When the war broke out, Ji limo also rushed over. Jing Qian reluctantly squeezed his eyebrows, looked at Wen Zhihan, and then rolled up his sleeves slowly, "brother, go!"

……

police office.

Eleven people were divided into two groups, each with color.

"Brother, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" Jing looked at him worried for fear that he might have some physical problems. In fact, he regretted letting his brother come over.

"Nothing."

Several policemen came in. The captain took a look at them and said, "it's a group fight. They don't learn well at a young age. Register their parents' names and phone numbers!"

Two policemen began to ask.

"Father's name, mobile phone number."

"Simuccio, 183666666."

"South of Mo, 188666..."

"Ji Su..."

"Wen Shaofan..."

“……”

Every time a person's name was given, the captain's eyelids jumped, and a cold sweat broke out all over his body. His heart almost jumped to his throat!

In half an hour.

Simuccio was the first to come. At a glance, he saw four little guys squatting in the corner of the wall. His eyes were dark and his face was black. He could burn charcoal.

"Mr. Xi..."

After a brief understanding of the situation with the police, his face was very ugly. Youshen's eyes swept over and Jing Yu quickly lowered his head.

One after another, all the parents came.

Fortunately, we are all acquaintances. The quarrel between children will not be taken into account. It will be solved happily.

Outside the police station, except simuccio, nanlinmo's face was black, and Ji Su and Wen Shaofan were smiling.

"OK, son, your father, I always thought you were a counselor. I really gave your father a face today!" Ji Su smiled and patted her son on the shoulder.

Wen Shaofan also looked at the wound on his son's face and couldn't close his mouth.

This is the youth and blood that boys should have. It's not a way to stay at home and play the piano all day.

Ji Su glanced at the four children and continued, "it's good, brother tiger fighting! Four people against seven, but also accounted for the best, good! "

Nanlin Mo's face turned black because he was worried about Jing Qian's body, while Xi Muqiao's face turned black because the big boy really gave him a long face and followed behind his ass all day to clean up the mess.

Several people said the conversation and took their little ancestors home.

Jing Yu was lying on the window with a look of crying. She pitifully gestured to several people, "help me! Help me! "

Several children shrugged and waved at him, saying there was nothing they could do.

On the way back, the air pressure in the car was so low that it scared people to death. Jing Yu was close to the back of the chair and didn't dare to breathe.

As soon as the car stopped at Linglang Bay, simuccio threw open the door and got off the car, grabbed the little ancestor in the back seat by the neck and carried it down.

"Old... Dad!" Jingyu quickly showed weakness.

"Shut up!"

His voice was so cold that he got goose bumps. He was so frightened that he immediately counselled. His father grabbed him by the neck and dragged him into the house.

Qiao Mu was watching a movie with her three children. She was startled by her posture and received her son's eyes for help. She quickly got up, "what's the matter, husband? You let him go and hold him so hard that she can't breathe!"

"Yo, what's wrong with this little face? I hit you and fought with others again. Oh, this beautiful little face!" Joe Mu held his son's face and looked at him painfully.

Jing Yu blinked quickly. Mommy, help! Dad is so scary!

"Mommy..."

"Husband, if you let him go, your son's face is swollen!"

Simuccio glanced at his son's blinking and cheerful eyes, snorted coldly, directly took his collar, dragged him upstairs and entered the study.

Qiao Mu was flustered. He hurriedly caught up and shouted, "husband, don't hit my big son!"