After saying that, Heavy Metal shouted at the four bad boys behind him, "I'm still stupid and poking at the 'mao', call someone!"

Heavy Metal was so happy. He really wanted to thank the person who didn't look like he messed with his aunt...-...-

If it weren't for the blind eye, how could he have the opportunity to serve his cold aunt? A bunch of people can't even ask for it, but he just waited for it. How could he not be excited?

If you say it later, who dares to underestimate yourself? What about Bian Hongqi and Liu Sijun, who still want to "swer" in front of you in the future? Grandma!!!

"Who are you guys? You guys can't handle it?" The little guy pulled his waist, which was always falling, and said with a disgust.

"Where are you thinking that there are many people and powerful people can show our aunt's ability? Okay, since you have spoken, let's go to the meeting alone. Auntie, just tell me, which eye-opener is provoking you! I'll go over and calm you down immediately!"

"Don't just say it but don't practice. Then my grandson has two boys. I can't just play with it. I have to 'get' a little slanted. I dare to disgust me. This time, I must be so disgusted."

As he spoke, the little girl's clever eyes gradually lit up and she waved her hand repeatedly, "Come here, come and gather around."

Heavy Metal hurriedly called everyone around and listened to the instructions.

After the little guy finished speaking, the crowd almost burst into trouble.

"This is too bad!"

"Brother Qiu, you're afraid that's not OK. That thing is so disgusting. How can you get it out!"

"Auntie, it really doesn't work. Let's change your mind. Otherwise, don't worry. Tomorrow, I promise to let that grandson kneel in front of you!"

All the words were full of opposition.

After finally coming up with such an unethical idea, the little guy was proud. How could he withstand the cold water? He said angrily, "Why are you quarreling? Just do it like that, loach. Everyone said you are used to practicing your mouth, but I still don't believe it. I believe it a little today. Why? You can't even do it? Okay! If you can't do it, don't do it, get out of here. I'll find someone else!"

Heavy metal was stunned and danced and said, "Who are you looking for? I'm not ready-made? I'll do as you said!"

"ah!!!"

A bunch of followers grew up with their mouths.

"Ah, no! Hurry up!"

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The sun shines brightly, in the single ward on the fifth floor of Xinjie People's Hospital, the closest to No. 5 Middle School, the old gun with sandbags wrapped around his face finally coughed and woke up.

The nurses, relatives, and friends who came to visit were all busy and in chaos.

After making a fuss, all the people were driven out by a middle-aged noble woman. This person was no one else, but the "woman" who had made a big fuss in the principal's office, the mother of Lao Gun, and the wife of the deputy director of Yong'an Heavy Industry.

The identity of this old gun is extraordinary, not an ordinary poor man.

Yongan Heavy Industry is a heavyweight large-scale state-owned enterprise in Beijing, and is a department-level structure. His father is a dignified deputy department-level cadre.

Lao Gun has been urinating since childhood, and has been flying eagles and dogs. Fighting and stealing are a good show. Later, his father could not bear it anymore. He sacked his great efforts and pushed it into the barracks.

After several years of war, Lao Gun's bandit aura was not worn out much, but his fighting skills increased. Even this guy finally retired because of a fight in the barracks, seriously injured his instructor and was driven back.

This was such a disgraceful mark on his resume. Although Lao Qian's father had some skills, he could not beat him.

In this year, looking for a unit requires a look at the resume. Once Lao Gun's resume is released, basically, he can't get in if he is a unit.

If he couldn't enter the unit, Lao Qian had to continue to "get around" society. In fact, with his temper, even if he entered the unit, he would sooner or later come out of "get around" society.

He rushed to fight for a good time. At that time, he was in the barracks and cracked down on him, and he slipped out.

During this period, I have been calling cats and dogs to bully men and dominating women, making a lot of noise, just like several streets of resistance.

He was so arrogant that he never thought that he would capsize in a small 'yin' ditch.

In fact, Lao Qian had already woken up. He noticed that the people in the room were full of people, and he felt that he had no face to open his eyes. He closed his eyes and thought about it quietly. The more he thought about it, the more angry he felt in his heart and regretted it.

What was angry was that a "mao" child ruined his reputation for this life. Why did he have the face to order all the heroes in the future? I was afraid that when I walked on the street, I would be guided and sneered by my former younger brother.

He regretted it even more than anger. He regretted it very much. Why did the girl take out the gun and she dropped a little steel gun in surprise. Why didn't she hold it tightly? With his ability, he had a chance to throw the gun out before the girl fired.

By then, if it is spread, his old gun's reputation will surely rise sharply.

Now, the reputation that has been built with great effort is just like a "flower".

What's even more terrible is that afterwards it was proved that the girl was holding a wooden gun.

The old gun at Xinjiekou was actually scared by a wooden gun and was photographed fainted...

Lao Qian no longer dared to think about it. His deep grief and anger were about to burn him out. The angry part actually started to cough.

This cough makes me want to pretend to be asleep but I can’t do it anymore.

The noble "woman" drove away the people in the room, held the old gun's hand, and then asked about the warmth.

A kind mother often defeats her son, and a mother and son are typical.

In the eyes of noble women, only their own son is the best. Everything is right, so no matter how you do, no matter how you care about others' lives or death.

At this moment, when Lao Geng woke up, he kept asking about his well-being and making a promise.

"...Xiaoqiang, don't worry, don't worry, you can't run away, wait for you to get better, no, tomorrow, tomorrow I will bring that little girl over and let her kneel in front of you beg for mercy, and let you beg for death to make you angry. I'm raising a maid, I dare to hit my son, it's a mess..."

The noble lady comforted her for a while, but the old gun didn't move. Until the noble lady scolded the little guy, the old gun suddenly became more energetic.

Yes, things have come to this point, lamenting that there is a "hair" effect. The important thing is revenge. As long as you completely subdue that little girl, everything can be saved.

"Mom, I'm going to be discharged from the hospital. I'm going to be discharged from the hospital now. I'm numb. I'm going to be 'stop'!"

The old gun jumped up, and the infusion needle "inserted" with his right hand was torn off by him, and blood was swelling.

The noble "woman" was angrily calling the nurse while hurriedly. However, the only spectator left smiled and said, "Xiaoqiang, it is not difficult to take revenge. The important thing is how to take revenge. I think this matter needs to be discussed for a long time!"

Previously, the noble "wife" drove away everyone in the room, leaving one of them. She was her younger brother, Lao Qian's uncle, and Lao Qian's father's secret and master. She has always been ruthless and wise!

He had seen through it long ago. If he didn't punish the girl, Lao Qian would not be able to get rid of her heart. What's more, he also had a mortal hatred with the girl.q--aahhh+27087665-->

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