90, be a hooligan

Everyone was stunned by Feng Xiaobing, who was like a crazy tiger. The manager soon became unshaped when Feng Xiaobing was hit by the pain of meat, but Feng Xiaobing still controlled his strength to keep him awake.

The manager's screams of pain and fear woke everyone up and quickly came forward to pull Feng Xiaobing.

"Don't fight, kill people again"

"Yes, it's not worth getting a life lawsuit for this kind of scum."

Everyone said, not to plead with the manager, but for fear that Feng Xiaobing would get into trouble. The trouble was not small.

Lauren also pulled Feng Xiaobing and said, "Good brother, please don't fight. If you kill him, you will be in trouble."

Feng Xiaobing finally stopped his hand. Looking at the manager lying on the ground like a dead dog, he spit fiercely and said, "This kind of scum has to be taught such a lesson. Relying on his culture and status, what he does under the sign of the law is the disgusting things of his mother, which is more hateful than hooligans. No, hooligans are much better than them." .

Looking at the worried eyes of the people around him, Feng Xiaobing smiled and waved his hand easily, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Looking at Lauren with a worried face, Feng Xiaobing smiled and said, "Don't worry, this scum won't bother you again in the future." Lauren looked at Feng Xiaobing in disbelief. His good brother seemed to have changed in a blink of an eye. The unruly taste was no longer like a young and virial white-collar young man, but more like a hooligan. However, he was a good hooligan who dared to act righteously.

Looking at the miserable manager, Feng Xiaobing took off his identity card, threw it on the manager's body contemptuously, and turned around and left easily.

Walking out of the Haiming Building, he stretched out comfortably in the winter sun. Feng Xiaobing took out his mobile phone, called the Butler Fulun, and then easily walked forward along the sidewalk. The manager will not appear in York Group in the future. Naturally, Feng Xiaobing will not have any trouble.

It's good to be yourself. It's good to be a hooligan. Go back and explain to your father in the evening.

The fragrance of delicious food floated by the street, which made Feng Xiaobing's index finger move, but suddenly he remembered the old man Dochikan. Hey hey, I'll go to his place. If you want to find a hooligan to be a wolf friend, you must have the awareness of being relied on.

He was familiar with the road, but he still climbed over the wall. Feng Xiaobing restrained the impulse to go to the back window of the locker room and quickly came to the old man's residence.

Sure enough, the aroma of food came from the house, and Feng Xiaobing came at the right time.

"All-in-one~~", Feng Xiaobing honestly and rudely smashed the wooden door with his fist.

"Squeak~", a young and beautiful girl appeared in front of the door, dressed as a low-cut maid, wearing a cute lace headband, a large cartoon apron, and staring at herself with a pair of big round eyes.

"Huh? Beauty, I haven't seen it. What's your name? Age, three-dimensional, fruit photo. If you're embarrassed, you can also provide it first. Hey hey," Feng Xiaobing put his right arm on the door frame and accosted shamelessly.

"Kang~", the three-edged claw buckle suddenly popped up between the little maid's fingers, shook it with threat, and said, "What are you talking about? Feng Xiaobing, what are you doing here? If you dare to mess up, I dare to catch it~hum~."

"Uh~~", Feng Xiaobing didn't expect that the other party would recognize him, and then he reacted, "Waka, it's a little meow, hey hey, I didn't expect it to be so beautiful. This, my brother misses you~~~ Er~~" Seeing that Xiao Meow shaking his claws again, he quickly changed his words and said, "Yes Smelling such a seductive fragrance, I couldn't control my legs. I don't know why I ran over." He also patted his legs hard, as if his legs were the culprit.

Xiaomiao was amused by Feng Xiaobing and asked to open the door and say, "Dead, slippery, come in. The master is eating. He told you to let you in as long as you come over."

Feng Xiaobing entered the room proudly and "touched" a handful of Xiaomiao's low-cut suit with his eyes. He only blushed before he whistled and walked to the restaurant.

Doqikan just picked up the knife and fork and was about to start. When he saw Feng Xiaobing's appearance, he put down the knife and fork and raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, stinky boy, I'm in a good mood. Why did you come here at noon? Didn't you say you would come until evening yesterday?"

Feng Xiaobing sat down careless and said, "There's nothing to do today. I'm wandering around. I'm hungry. Come and see you."

"Wow, you stinky boy, come to see me when you are hungry. You can really say it," the old man shouted angrily.

"Why, I'm not welcome. Humph, look at your stingy way. What can you eat two mouthfuls of rice?" Feng Xiaobing looked at the old man contemptuously and said.

The old man was angry for a moment, shouted Xiao Miao angrily, and added tableware to Feng Xiaobing.

Feng Xiaobing looked at the little meow who bowed and served from time to time, and looked at the old man with more meaning.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, the old man said first, "Shut up, I know what you're going to say. If you dare to talk too much, get out of here and eat your meal, hum~."

Feng Xiaobing laughed and didn't say anything more. He took the cooking pot in Xiao Miao's hand and added a lot of food to the plate that had been added.

"Eat so much, I'm going to support you to death. I'm not old, just like a pig~" The old man looked at the cooking pot sadly and said angrily.

But next, the old man was not just distressed. When he saw that he swept all the food and stared at the fruit after dinner, the old man finally couldn't help grabbing the fruit plate and ran to stuff it into the refrigerator himself.

When he turned around, he found that the food on his plate had not yet moved had entered other people's stomachs.

"Ah, you son of a bad boy with no conscience, no love and no compassion, I haven't eaten a bite~~~~ Wow~~~"

Feng Xiaobing picked his teeth and looked at the poor old man who was nibbling fruit with a miserable look, and smiled proudly.

"Oh, it's a pity that I'm not full. Hey, beautiful and kind little meow, your craftsmanship is really good. You should do more at night," Feng Xiaobing shouted at the little meow who was busy washing dishes and chopsticks.

"Plop~", the old man fell under the table and didn't move.

Feng Xiaobing was shocked and quickly ran to check. He muttered, "Damn, this old man doesn't pay attention to his health. The elderly have to strengthen nutrition. They have to learn from other beautiful women to lose weight and only eat fruit. Look, malnutrition faints. Tut-tut."

As if he heard Feng Xiaobing's words, the old man exhaled a breath, got up with the help of Feng Xiaobing, leaned against the back of the chair and gasped, and muttered, "I'm so angry, I'm so angry~~"

Suddenly, the old man remembered something, stopped his breath, looked at Feng Xiaobing with a smile and said, "It doesn't matter, little meow, just do more at night. By the way, you're not full yet, are you?"

Feng Xiaobing was stunned. Isn't the old man really mad at himself? Something's wrong.

The old man ran to the refrigerator with a smile, took out a piece of fresh raw meat, ran back to throw it on the plate in front of Feng Xiaobing, and said, "You can only be full if you eat this, hehe."

Like a thunderstorm on his head, Feng Xiaobing jumped up, clenched his fists, and stared at the old man.