Chapter 480 Guess if I will hit you later?

"Brother Tian, what's wrong with you?"

Noting that Brother Tian's body shook slightly and seemed to be unable to stand still, Li Lin was shocked and hurriedly asked, "Does Brother Tian know that boy?"

When asking this question, Li Lin's tone was a little unnatural, because he was worried that Brother Tian and the weekend knew each other. If that was the case, his idea of asking Brother Tian to help teach the weekend a lesson would be ruined.

However, Li Lin was not too worried, because he thought it was impossible for such a "migrant worker" to know Brother Tian on weekends, especially when he noticed that Brother Tian clenched his fist.

"I know him, of course I know him, Mr. Zhou!" Brother Tian clenched his fist, and the joints clicked crisply, "That boy will die in my hands sooner or later."

After listening to Brother Tian's words, Li Lin was overjoyed and hurriedly told Li Tian the car number where he was on the weekend: "Brother Tian, that boy is in the car now. Why don't we clean him up now?"

"Clean up? What are you going to take to clean up now? Brother Tian sneered, "Who is the weekend? Did you say you wanted to clean it up?

"Is he really so powerful?" Li Lin doesn't believe what Brother Tian said, but since Brother Tian said so, Li Lin has no other way. After all, he knows Brother Tian's strength and can be ten. After a pause, Li Lin asked Brother Tian again, "What do you think we should do now?"

Brother Tian thought for a moment and asked Li Lin, " By the way, did he say where to go by train? Who is he next to?

She didn't tell Li Lin exactly where to go on the weekend, but Tang Ziyan revealed to Li Lin that she was going to her aunt's house in the imperial capital. Since Tang Ziyan went to the imperial capital, obviously should also go to the imperial capital on the weekend. Therefore, Li Lin said to Brother Tian: "I seem to have heard that the boy say that he is going to the imperial capital, and there is only one drifter with him. Bright little girl."

"Go to the imperial capital with a beautiful girl?" Brother Tian thought for a moment and then said, "Since it's going to the imperial capital, it's easy. I'll let him die when I get off the train!"

"Hey, if Brother Tian comes out, that boy can't fly even if he has three heads and six arms!" After listening to Brother Tian's words, Li Lin felt indescribably comfortable, as if he had seen the scene of kneeling in front of him on the weekend begging for mercy.

"You send someone to secretly monitor his every move, and don't let the boy find anything and run away halfway." After saying this, Brother Tian turned around and got out of the carriage.

"Don't worry, Brother Tian, with me, that boy will never escape." Regardless of whether Brother Tian has left or not, Li Lin took out his mobile phone and made a phone call to arrange the monitoring of the weekend.

Although Li Lin suffered a serious injury, after all, it was an external injury. With Brother Tian's strange treatment, after stopping the bleeding, his body has recovered a lot, and it is no problem to come out of the car that almost killed alone. After all, it has been concluded with the weekend, so naturally you can't go back to the hard-seat car, and if you sit together with the weekend, you are very likely to startle the snake and find something on the weekend. Simply, Li Lin quietly returned to the sleeping car he had booked.

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At this time, in the hard-seat carriage, she was sleeping with Tang Ziyan on the weekend, saying that she was sleeping. In fact, Tang Ziyan was sleeping alone in the dark. The weekend with Tang Ziyan in her arms was just sleeping with her eyes closed.

It's not that he is cautious on weekends, but he can't control his excitement.

You know, since the day Zhou Xiaomo took the college entrance examination in Goddu, he has always wanted to go to the imperial capital once on weekends. He wants to see whether Zhou Xiaomo's school environment is good and whether his sister is used to living alone in other provinces. However, at that time, he had no money, let alone time. The most important thing was that the weekend was a young man with nothing. He was afraid that Zhou Xiaomo's classmates would laugh at his poor family when he appeared at Zhou Xiaomo's school. Maybe Zhou Xiaomo will not dislike himself and care about these, but he cares on weekends. He hopes that his sister can be a princess, and she is the kind of princess with glittering all over her body, even if he has to endure missing his sister, even if he has to work for three people alone in the baby travel agency.

Today, I dare not say that I have stood at the top of the pyramid or how tall I live. At least he has the confidence to stand in front of Zhou Xiaomo's classmates.

I was so excited on weekends that I could get to my sister's city in less than a few hours.

While fantasizing about the scene of meeting Zhou Xiaomo on the university campus on the weekend, a young man dressed as a migrant worker suddenly broke into his sight.

This young man looks as big as on weekends, but he is very short, and he is only 1.65 meters tall. He wears an old suit of old clothes, like bricklayers, and his hair is messy. He must have not been washed for half a month. He carried a sack on his body, and I didn't know if it was luggage or something else.

The young man stood at the door of the carriage, staring at the quiet carriage with a pair of eyes, as if looking for something, like a mouse coming out of the hole in the middle of the night for food.

The young man's eyes were very poisonous. In a short time, he saw a vacant seat beside him on the weekend. He seemed to see cheese. He stepped on the cat and ran to the side of the weekend. He was fast, but he didn't get it out at all. It was really like a mouse spirit. He saw the weekend and his heart was full of mouth. Sigh: The master is in the folk!

"Brother, is there anyone sitting here?" The young man, like a magic stick, came to the weekend's ear and asked the weekend in a low voice.

The cultural level of young people should not be high. Mandarin is like stammering, and their tongues are always curled.

The weekend has a good impression of young people. At least the other party knows that it is midnight and can't make a sound when walking to affect others' sleep. Moreover, the young man also deliberately suppressed his voice very low when he spoke. Although the young man smelled garlic when he came to his ear on the weekend, he still felt that the young man was very suitable for his appetite on weekends.

Moreover, the empty seat next to him on the weekend was Li Lin's. Although I didn't see Zhang Xinyu kill Li Lin on the weekend, I saw Zhang Xinyu jump off the bike and leave the train on the train with my own eyes. How can I figure out what happened between Zhang Xinyu and Li Lin with my IQ on the weekend?

He hates Li Lin on weekends, and Li Lin doesn't know his life or death, so of course he prefers to let young people sit next to him. Therefore, after listening to the young man's words, he nodded slightly on the weekend and said to the young man in a low voice, "No one sits down. You can sit down."

On the weekend, the young man is a migrant worker who went out to work and didn't buy a seat ticket. Of course, he is willing to help the young man. The so-called convenience with others is your own convenience. You can still understand the weekend of squatting under the street lamp and reading every night.

"Thank you! Thank you!" After listening to the weekend's words, the young man looked very excited. Immediately, he put down the sack he was carrying and hurriedly sat in the seat before Li Lin.

I guess he rarely communicates with others. After saying thank you, the young man doesn't know what to say. He just sits next to the weekend. From time to time, he will glance at Tang Ziyan, who is sleeping soundly in his arms on weekends and weekends.

From the young man's eyes looking at Tang Ziyan, I found something wrong on the weekend. In the young man's eyes, I saw coveting on the weekend!

Tang Ziyan is so beautiful that any man will show a stunning look, but the young man's eyes are extremely hungry and thirsty, which makes the weekend very uncomfortable. He can't help looking at the young man a few more.

At this time, I found a problem on the weekend, that is, the young man's hands are too white and tender, like women's hands, which are softer than those on weekends. How can a hard-working migrant worker's hands be as white as a literati? Moreover, if the young man bought a really standing ticket, it would be past three o'clock in the morning. How could he not be sleepy at all?

The more he thought about it, the more strange he felt on the weekend, so he deliberately asked the young man, "Brother, where are you going?"

"Me? I'm going to the imperial capital!" The young man seemed to find that the weekend's eyes were wrong. He hurriedly took back the eyes that fell on Tang Ziyan, and then said in a lame Mandarin: "Brother, you and your girlfriend are also going to the imperial capital, right?"

"No, let's go to Jiangcheng, and the one in my arms is not my girlfriend, but my cousin." I lied on purpose on weekends.

Ah? Aren't you going to the imperial capital? Also, why is she your cousin? Shouldn't she be your girlfriend?" The young man blurted out.

"Hmm?" On the weekend, he raised his eyebrows and deliberately asked unexpectedly, "Who told you that we were going to the imperial capital?" Who told you that she was my girlfriend?

"This...this..." The young man panicked and hesitated for a long time before he said, "No... No... I didn't hear anyone say it. I guessed that this car was from Jiancheng to the imperial capital, so I guessed that you also went to the imperial capital. In addition, this beautiful woman was lying in your arms and sleeping, so I guessed her It's your girlfriend. I didn't expect that I guessed wrong. I'm sorry, huh?"

I have to say that the young man said without any loopholes, but how can he easily believe his words on weekends? He smiled faintly and said on the weekend, "Brother, you are so good at guessing that you are not a fortune teller, are you? Why don't you help me figure out if I will be beaten tomorrow?

"hehe." After listening to the half-joking words on the weekend, the young man said with an unnatural expression, "Brother, you are really good at joking. What kind of fortune teller am I? Besides, the society is so stable, who dares to beat people at any time?

"Hey!" On the weekend, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and said with a bad smile, "That's for sure, but I like to hit people, buddy, aren't you very good at guessing? Why don't you guess if I will hit you later?"

"This...this..." After listening to the weekend, the young man's face was covered with black lines, and he couldn't speak well. "Brother, don't make fun of me. I'm timid and not scared."

"Haha! I like to joke the most, but I usually joke with acquaintances, and I don't joke with strangers. The weekend seemed to say with a smile, "I don't know, I'll really hit you later!"

"You..." The threat he said on the weekend is too strong, and it doesn't seem like a joke at all. Even if the young man is self-restrained, he can't stand it. His face is beating. He opened his mouth several times to scold the weekend, but in the end, he finally resisted. From this point of view, the young man's endurance is still very good, at least for many years. Light people's endurance is good.

"What am I? Do you think I'm sitting and joking with you? On the weekend, he still said in a half-joking tone, "Brother, I'm serious. I really want to hit you later. Don't believe it!"

"You...you...mom..." The young man couldn't stand it anymore and was about to explode.

However, his tone slowed down. Almost as he opened his mouth, he had already started on the weekend, grabbed the young man's shoulder, and then pushed hard.