The First Chaos In History

　　 I said that I would lead Jing Ke out to go around, but the buns didn't care about them, and no one doubted that I could lead the fool out to do bad things.

When we came to the entrance of "Reverse Time", we saw many young people wearing two-stranded vests smoking cigarettes and walking around at the door. Many of them had hairtail tattooed on their backs, and some of them had long strips wrapped in clothes in their armpits. Things.

　　 I asked Jing Ke, "This is all for us, are you afraid?"

　　 Ersha didn't listen to what I was talking about. He kept fiddling with his semiconductors. It may be that the signal is not good, and the thing is screaming. I immediately realized that Ersha might not have any fear at all. There were actually two killers in the assassination of the fat man. There was also a guy named Qin Wuyang, who killed people at the age of 12. The Xianyang Palace was first scared and paralyzed, so in the end Ersha could only chase Fatty around the pillars. This involved a geometric problem. If Qin Wuyang was not paralyzed, then even if he held a spot in the circle, even if he didn't move, he won't run away from Fatty.

　　 One of the horses came out and stared at me. He was familiar to me. When a name was about to blurt out, he had already preemptively said: "Aren't you a strong son, do you remember me?"

　　 "Aren't you a white pig? We are a young man. Why haven't we seen you since we moved?"

　　 Bai Zhu was a young man who lived in a bungalow before, but I had many friends back then and didn't play with Bai Zhu very much.

　　 Bai Zhu said embarrassedly: "Don't be a nickname, call me Yinzhu, what are you doing now?

　　 "Where do you work part-time, how about you?"

"Hey, wandering around, I met a good job today. Someone paid 50 yuan to let me stand here." Said the white pig took off the clothes from the long bag on his arm, revealing a cigarette, and the white pig was careful. He looked back and said, "Give me a cigarette. You take two boxes of cigarettes and smoke them." I also wanted to refuse. Bai Zhu quickly stuffed two boxes of Honghe into my pocket and said, "Hurry up and take it. , Don't let Lu Bai."

　　 I had no choice but to say: "Thank you, then you can be busy, and I will ask you to have a drink later."

　　 "Reverse Time" is our countable bar. It has two floors. Downstairs is a ballroom and a sitting area. Upstairs is a luxury bag. I went upstairs and entered the No. 3 private room as they told me.

Seeing men of seven or eight years old sitting around the table, there was a space left. There was a cup of tea in front of each person, and they looked like they were going to talk seriously. The most pleasant thing is that almost everyone is behind Standing two, wearing rumpled black suits, put their hands on their crotch, they were wearing dark glasses in the private room, and I noticed that one of them was wearing a "big blog" on their feet.

I didn’t want to destroy the solemn atmosphere they worked hard to create, but I couldn’t help but laugh. I threw the two boxes of "Red River" on the table, and the young people standing behind frequently laid their hands on them: "Sit down." All, don’t pretend to be the underworld—you, wear a suit and don’t wear a flowery shirt."

　　 The "boss" present here are uncomfortable, and the young ones can't stand it anymore, all showing expressions of shame. An old guy who was as thin as dry date pits coughed: "Since Brother Qiang wants you to sit down, please."

I pulled away the chair that I prepared for me and sat in it, and I emptied it twice into the table. I bumped into a group of people in their teacups. Jing Ke moved a stool by himself, but found that he couldn't get it in. He patted the head of the person next to me. The person stared at Jing Ke angrily, and Er Sha was also very dissatisfied: "Can't you go over there?" The person glared at Jing Ke, but Jing Ke looked at him calmly. He couldn't see the happiness or anger, and while one eyeball was looking at him, the other eyeball was still turning leisurely in the eye socket. This person was finally staring at him, and he moved the chair and leaned hard against him. Ersha sat down and started looking for signals in circles holding the semiconductor.

I was embarrassed to make the atmosphere so embarrassing. I apologized and said, "Everyone, what do you call Xiaoqiang?" You must first have an attitude of admitting your mistakes. If you want money, give some money, as long as it does not exceed 500. piece.

　　 An enrollment migrant worker who was wearing a white autumn clothes and thought he was a very chic and white robe, took a long note and said, "You beat my guy?"

At this time, Jing Ke’s semiconductor suddenly received the signal and made a loud noise: "Now, please listen to the transcripts of Henan opera "Mulan", singer: Chang Xiangyu... Brother Liu's words are too biased... Cha la Cha la (noise)... Enjoy the leisure. …Chhhhhhh...hard work..."

I frowned and said to these people: "Can we talk hard and pretend to be funny? I played those two Bs. After I went to my school to enroll students, wouldn't I beat you? You want money..." As I said, I threw my bulging leather bag on the table, and with a thump, all the eyes of this group of people lit up. I continued, "...I can give you some." As I said, I took out 200 yuan from the side and put it on the table, "This is the medical expenses that I compensate you as an individual, but it does not represent the school." Come back, "In addition, if you broke our teacher's glasses, this is regarded as compensation. That's it. Do you have any comments?"

　　 No one of these people speaks, you look at me and I look at you, their expressions are full of exclamation: I've run into a real hooligan today.

A voice said slowly: "Manager Xiao seems to be running a pawnshop, right?" This man was about forty years old, his face was full of folds, he didn't speak hurriedly, he didn't even hit me, he stared at his hands intently. 11 rings-this man also has six fingers. His tone was full of threats.

　　 I pinched the purse in my hand and almost couldn't help throwing it at him.

　　 Of course there is a brick in my bag.

I pointed at him and cursed: "Grandson, are you trying to kill my whole family?" He was stunned when I called this. He poked the index finger of his left hand against the six fingers of his right hand and said aggrieved: "I didn't say anything. …" Suddenly raised his head confidently again, "But are you not afraid of someone hitting your glass in the middle of the night?"

I'm afraid of this. It's easy to run into a real underworld or a brave bandit. I'm most afraid of this kind of hob meat: picking up a gun is a soldier, putting down a gun is the common people, you guard him, he goes to work on time and on time every day Go, don't you guard him, he might pass by the night shift someday and put a plastic bag of **** on your glass.

I kept repeating: "Boss, you are ruthless, you just let me Xiaoqiang as a fart, those 300 students are all orphans, I didn’t even pay for one to go to school, I’m going to talk nonsense and let me have a son. Not surnamed Xiao..."

The old man with jujube kernels smiled calmly and said: "We have heard about what you said, and we have also checked it. It seems to be true at the moment, so we are not asking you for a student or blackmailing you today. "Looking at my strange appearance, Jujube said something shocking, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "We are sending students to you, think about it, since you don’t charge money to recruit students, where can you recruit students? We These people also have more than 1,000 students in their hands, all of which are given to you, so you can laugh at it."

　　 "Then what do you picture?"

"We still get rebates, but we can charge hundreds of dollars more per person than before, because since you don’t charge tuition, the kids still save money. We also make a contribution to education and to the family. Poor students brought the gospel..."

　　 I only now understand what these people want to do. I beat the table and said, "I can't go to ordinary people..."

　　 Jujube said: "Then what kind of poor students do you want? Special longevity?" Seeing me shaking my head repeatedly, Jujube was a little anxious, "Do you still want to open a noble school?"

　　 I was startled, and it made sense to think about it, so I nodded immediately.

　　 Jujube and they finally felt that I was completely fooled by me, and they rushed together, six fingers cursed: "Don’t think I don’t know what you do. There is a toilet on each floor. Do you want to open a noble school?"...

　　 At this time, Jing Ke suddenly yelled: "Don't make a noise!" He was so angry and majestic that everyone present shut their mouths.

　　 After the scene was quiet, I heard Chang Xiangyu sing the last sentence melodiously: "Which is not as good as a son..."

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