Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Selling Yourself to Pay You Back

The human and beast that Su Ke smiled were harmless and very genial. He just leaned on the back of the sofa, the light reflected on his face, with a bright smile on one side and a gloomy and gloomy side. .

"Crack!" The sound was crisp and sudden.

Hong Chen waved his small hand, and slapped Zhang Wenlong's disgusting fat face fiercely. He raised his hand and slapped it down. Zhang Wenlong, who was originally apologetic, suddenly let out a whimper.

There is no need to cast a plaster for the fracture of the nasal bone. Yesterday, he just used a special tool to straighten the broken bone. This slap suddenly shifted again, and the pain was like killing a pig.

"You!" Zhang Wenlong covered his nose with one hand, tears coming out of his eyes, he just said it casually, so that the bank card in Hong Chen's hands would actually be beaten.

His eyes widened, and his right hand was raised like a conditioned reflex.

"Cough cough!" Su Ke's throat seemed a little uncomfortable, he coughed twice, but his eyes were full of surprises. He didn't expect Hong Chen's hot temperament to be strong enough. He heard this slap in his ears, and even made He felt his face burning hot, but in the end, if it wasn't for him just now, I'm afraid Hong Chen wouldn't have acted so swiftly.

Seeing Zhang Wenlong's tendency to become angry, he quickly coughed twice to remind him of his existence.

"Uh!" Zhang Wenlong made a sudden move, his raised right hand stopped awkwardly in the air, and then hung down awkwardly. The angry look on his face just disappeared again, but he just wanted to slash Su Ke a thousand times in his heart.

When I think that if it weren't for what Su Ke said just now, I would never dare to be so arrogant if I lent the girl in front of me 800 courage, but people are like this, the more low-key you are, the more people will treat you as a soft persimmon. , Renshan was bullied by others, and Ma Shan was ridden by others. Although this slap was hit by Hong Chen, it suddenly set off Su Ke as arrogant and domineering.

Leaning on Liu Feihong behind his back, a phone call could summon Ma, who is respected as a fierce master on the road. Thinking of this, even if Zhang Wenlong vomited three liters of blood, he had to swallow it first. .

"Damn, feng shui turns around, there will be a day when you fall into Lao Tzu's hands!" Zhang Wenlong cursed inwardly, but he continued: "Hehe, good fight, are you relieved? Slap, brother, I deserve it!"

Hong Chen just gave the slap, using the strength of his milk, he slapped it with hatred, and when he slapped the slap, most of the anger in his heart had disappeared, but after the slap, he felt anxious and worried, afraid Because of his impulsiveness, he brought trouble to Su Ke and himself.

Who knows, Zhang Wenlong was slapped by this slap, not only did he not get violent, but he looked like a docile little sheep, very masochistic, and quickly glanced at Su Ke again.

Su Ke had already picked up the bank card on the coffee table at this time. The rectangular card was exquisite and brand new. Thinking that there were 100,000 yuan in it, he couldn't help chuckling. This windfall was too easy.

Seeing that Hong Chen looked at him again, Zhang Wenlong's performance was reasonable and expected, thinking that this girl's anger should also be vented, he raised his arm and beckoned to Hong Chen.

"Crack!" The familiar voice suddenly rang again.

Zhang Wenlong was slapped directly by Hong Chen's backhand slap, and he couldn't even feel the pain from the bridge of his nose. Endure it, but you are addicted to it.

Because he was too excited, his chest rose and fell greatly, and the pain in his ribs continued to intensify, reminding himself that this was what Su Ke did, and that killing was just a little bit, and his fists clenched loudly.

"Brother Long!" Su Ke didn't know when he had come over and put his arms around Zhang Wenlong's shoulders, very affectionate, "I really admire, I admire! Brother Long has a clear grievance, this time it's over, Feihong will be in the future. When my sister asks, I know how to answer!"

These three words Liu Feihong poured cold water on Zhang Wenlong at once, from head to toe, the anger burning in his chest also became much smaller, and there was a faint hostility from Su Ke's body, which was different from last night. He was the same as before he was knocked unconscious, but his heart moved again, and his expression gradually became normal: "Hehe, as long as you don't get angry, you won't die if you hit him twice!"

Squeezing out a smile, he turned to look at Su Ke.

"Okay, don't bother anymore! We still have something to do tonight, see you later Brother Long!" Su Ke patted Zhang Wenlong's back, let go of his hand, brushed past him, and pulled Hong Chen up , and strode out of the private room.

"See you later!" Zhang Wenlong waved his hand at Su Ke's back, his voice was very affectionate, but his stiff face was extremely ferocious, his eyes showed wild beast-like madness, he gritted his teeth, continued to sit back on the sofa, and picked up a bottle of beer A few thuds poured into his stomach.

"See you again! See you again! The next time I see you, it will be your death!" Zhang Wenlong scolded, the more he thought about it, the more suffocated his heart became. Whispering.

"Brother Long! What happened?"

The waiter Xiao Hei suddenly pushed the door and ran in.

"Get out!" Zhang Wenlong was on the fire, as if he had finally found a place to vent, and pointed at Xiao Hei and cursed.

"Uh!" Xiao Hei dared to ask another question, knowing that the boss must have been beaten again, so he shrank his neck and quickly retreated.

"I'm so mad at me!" Zhang Wenlong walked back and forth in the private room, and the bad anger in his chest lingered. Suddenly, he remembered that there was a special guard Wang Hongyan upstairs who was waiting for him to be taken down, and he pushed the door and walked out.

"Are you enjoying these two slaps?" Su Ke saw that Hong Chen's complexion was much better, and walked out of the gate of Jinsehuanian and asked.

"It's so enjoyable, it's so fun!" Hong Chen nodded quickly, the fear that had been lingering in his heart seemed to disappear with these two slaps.

"But your second palm shocked me!" Su Ke knew that if he hadn't passed by quickly, Zhang Wenlong would have gone mad long ago.

"Ah? Didn't you tell me to beat him?" Hong Chen was stunned.

"Me? I told you to come here!" Su Ke was full of black lines. At that time, he beckoned to Hong Chen, who would have been misunderstood.

"Uh! What should I do then? I've already slapped it!" Hong Chen clearly remembered Su Ke's gesture of continuing to slap, but the more he thought about it, the more specious it became.

"It's been beaten, what else can I do? Have pity on my 100,000 yuan!" Su Ke didn't take the bank card on the coffee table. It wasn't that he forgot, but he was against the money from the bottom of his heart.

"Ah? What should I do then?" Hong Chen thought that since Zhang Wenlong paid for him, he would definitely have something to say about Su Ke, but he didn't expect it to be as much as 100,000 yuan, but he didn't feel distressed when he saw Su Ke's appearance. I feel that my heart is relaxed.

"What do you say?" Su Ke smiled and looked at Hong Chen.

"Why don't I sell my kidneys to pay you back!" Hong Chen responded quickly and came up with a specific plan.

"Selling oneself?" Su Ke pretended not to hear clearly, asked teasingly, and pretended to look up and down Hong Chen, especially the center, and two basic points.

"You're going to die, you're selling your kidneys, okay!" Hong Chen's face turned red all of a sudden, and he kicked up.