Chapter 737 Little Fatty, Hold Tight

Nan Xun sighed in his heart. She said that it can't be that simple, what a small fresh world, Xiaoba is a professional cheating family.

"The successor personality, that is, the second personality of the big boss, is drinking in the bar. He has had several drinks." In order to appease Nan Xun, Xiao Ba took the initiative to explain to her live, "The two beauties walked over, and the big boss gave it to one person directly. I put a handful of money in my hand and sent it away."

Nan Xun: "I thought he was going to do a little dance around the waist of the beautiful woman."

Xiaoba: "Bunker! I'm really going to dance! The big boss is twisted! There are demons dancing on the dance floor! A woman in scantily clad rubs the big boss, but the scent of this woman is too pungent, and the big boss shows his face. Disgusted, I pushed her away, and before she got angry, she shoved a pile of red notes directly into her chest, and the beauty immediately laughed."

Nan Xun: This color embryo, this prodigal son.

Xiaoba continued: "After dancing for a while, the big boss seemed to feel very boring and left the dance floor, and then ordered two glasses of wine... Wait, the big boss came out after drinking!"

Nan Xun immediately stood up and looked towards the door of the bar.

Gong Chen really came out, and he walked steadily, but Nan Xun smelled a lot of alcohol from a distance, and he really drank a lot.

"I thought you would stay in there for an hour or two, but I didn't expect you to come out in half an hour." Nan Xun walked towards him and stood in front of him.

"Little Fatty, are you waiting for me?" Gong Chen looked at him in surprise, not knowing if he had been drinking, his stern brows looked a little warmer.

"Yes, I'm waiting for you. I'm afraid you'll have an accident." Nan Xun saw that he was walking steadily. He didn't help him, but just returned the student uniform to him. "It's windy at night, so you should wear it."

Gong Chen took it, but he didn't wear it. Instead, he threw it back at will, and the clothes slumped over his shoulders.

He got a cigarette out of nowhere and put it in his mouth.

After scanning left and right, he walked to a motorcycle parked outside the bar.

On the locomotive, a man with a bald tattoo was hugging a woman and kissing him passionately, making a tsk tsk sound.

Gong Chen glanced lightly, and said, "Dude, borrow a fire."

The two didn't care, and continued to hold their heads and kiss.

Gong Chen said it again, his voice a little higher.

The bald-headed good thing was interrupted, and the anger in his heart suddenly rose, and he roared directly at him, "Go away for me!"

Gong Chen's eyes turned cold, and he said solemnly, "I said, borrow a fire."

His bald face was full of flesh, and his body was full of muscles. He looked at Gong Chen up and down, and said in a rough voice, "Where did you come from a little white face with no eyes, and he even learned how to get tattoos from Lao Tzu, so he's courting death... ah—"

Gong Chen suddenly made his move. He grabbed the bald head's collar with one hand, dragged the big man off the motorcycle fiercely, put his hands on his arms, and twisted it back fiercely.

With two clicks, the bones were dislocated, and the bald muscular man cried out in pain.

The woman with the heavy makeup and the bright makeup next to her was startled, and after a slight start, the beautiful woman who was hugging her bald head and being intimate just a moment ago leaned over to Gong Chen, "Little brother, you're very skilled. I'm hot, I'll lend it to you."

The beauty put the lighter on her chest and said with a smile, "Brother, why don't you get it yourself."

Nanxun: ...

Gong Chen, this bastard, actually went to get it, but he didn't put his hand on the other's chest, but... smashed his fist on the belly of the beautiful woman.

The beauty cried out in pain, and fell to her knees in pain, and the dagger she hid in her sleeve also fell to the ground.

The lighter rolled down from her chest and just landed on Gong Chen's shoe. Gong Chen's foot gently hooked up, kicking the lighter in front of him, and then he waved it.

With a click, he skillfully pressed the lighter and lit the cigarette in his hand.

Nan Xun looked at him who looked like a teenager, but leaned beside the locomotive like a vicissitudes of life uncle, his expression was cold, and he breathed smoke leisurely.

It is said that the other personalities in the split personality are not the same age as the main personality. Obviously, this is the one in front of me.

Although he fought ruthlessly and smoked, Nan Xun showed no signs of timidity. He walked up to him curiously and asked him in a low voice, "Uncle, what's your name?"

"Cough cough..." Gong Chen choked on the smoke in his mouth.

The man and woman who had just been brought down had slipped away, and they didn't even care about the locomotive. There were only two people left at the door, one fat and one thin, one tall and one short.

After Gong Chen coughed twice, he looked at Nan Xun and asked lightly, "You don't know?"

Nan Xun was startled, and tentatively said, "Gong...Chen?"

She heard that independent personalities have different names, isn't this, he is also called Gong Chen?

Gong Chen squinted his eyes slightly. In the smoke, his expression still looked grim. The blue and black tattoo seemed to come alive under the smoke.

"Is it good-looking?" Gong Chen suddenly asked when she saw her staring at the tattoo.

Nan Xun didn't nod or shake his head, "It's very interesting and abstract. It took me a long time to understand the meaning inside."

The corner of Gong Chen's mouth suddenly twitched slightly, "It's my work. I look in the mirror and pierce it one by one, and I'm very satisfied."

Nan Xun was surprised.

The tattoo was actually made by this second personality?

So, Gong Chen, the main character, knew about the existence of this character a long time ago?

"Well, can I take the liberty to ask, how old are you this year? I called you uncle just now, right?" Nan Xun asked.

Gong Chen threw the cigarette that was about to end between his two fingers on the ground, pressed the fire extinguisher with his feet, his eyes moved slightly, "Why are you so sure that I'm not him?"

Nan Xun smiled, and said as a matter of course: "A fool will treat you as him. You two have completely different personalities."

Gong Chen brushed a handful of messy hair, and looked at her lazily, "You little fat man is very interesting."

"My name is Zhu Mengmeng." Nan Xun said.

Gong Chen snorted, and said with a lack of interest: "I haven't been out for a long time, I'm afraid I don't have the time to remember some insignificant things."

"I'm not an insignificant thing, I'm someone who is willing to share secrets with you."

After a slight pause, Nan Xun said, "I saw you a week ago. In that car, the school manager was talking to you. So, we are very destined."

Gong Chen was stunned for a moment, then let out a low laugh.

With his smile, his stern brows softened a lot, "So far away, can you tell that I'm not him?"

Nan Xun's mouth curved, "Because your eyes are very special, very cold, like a... killer."

When Gong Chen heard this, there was something else in his cold eyes. He said lightly, "Yes, I'm a killer. Little Fatty, you have good eyesight."

Saying that, he took a long leg, got on the locomotive, and glanced at her, "Get in the car, they are going to chase."

"They?" Nan Xun hurriedly sat over, "You mean those two people went to rescue the soldiers just now? Then are you still chatting with me here?"

Gong Chen sneered: "I was originally waiting for them to come over and prepare for a big fight. Now, I suddenly don't want to fight anymore. Little fat man, hold on tight."