Chapter 464: Never Next Time

Leng Tou Qing, whose name is Chu Qing, is famous for his ability to fight and his vicious appearance.

Now, the famous Qingge's legs were split into an M shape, and he was lying delicately on the coffee table, with a beer stick stuck in his mouth, and his face was full of foam when he drank.

The handsome young boy had one foot on the coffee table, his forearm gently rested on his knee, and he stared down. He was as obedient as a cat.

Go, go, go to your uncle!

What's going on? !

After two seconds of silence, Brother Qing finally finished drinking the beer. The young man picked up the bottle and looked at the coffee table expressionlessly.

"The table is dirty."

"!!!"

Brother Qing's eyes were red, and he lay down with murderous intent and started licking the table.

Suck it...suck it!

When he took the first lick, Chu Qing just wanted to kill Wang Yan.

When he took the second lick, Chu Qing began to feel ashamed and angry.

On the third lick, an inexplicable fear surged into my heart.

When I licked it for the fourth time, I couldn’t help it, I couldn’t help it anymore, brother, I was wrong, I was so wrong!

…

The corner of Song Wei's mouth twitched, and the fat all over his body trembled.

The young master glanced over, picked up another bottle of beer, and played with it with a smile.

"Brother Long, do you particularly want to know where I am from?"

No!

I do not want!

I, Brother Long, have been frightened to death by the monster Wang Yan.

Especially when those eyes with slightly radiating lines and refracted light glanced over, Song Wei even thought that the murderous aura could directly penetrate his bladder.

In fact, the eldest young man’s eyes are full of smiles, where does the murderous aura come from!

But Song Wei couldn't help but scare himself, and firmly believed that Mr. Wang was a bloody massacre hidden among the people, and he might even use hypnosis or something...

He didn't even dare to look up and take a closer look.

"Little Wang... Young Master Wang, I think it may be a misunderstanding... If you are willing to talk, let's talk... I, Old Song, like to make friends with young heroes like you the most!"

The eldest young master pushed the wine over.

"A bottle of wine and a question, I know everything I can say without saying anything."

I'll fuck your second uncle for saying everything!

The service is getting worse and worse. Now I have to drink the wine myself...

There was a lot of cursing in his stomach, but Song Wei was not slow with his hands. He opened the beer with a pop and raised his hand in mock respect to Wang Yan.

"Young Master Wang, be happy! Okay! We won't go home until we get drunk today!"

Tons tons tons tons tons...

The boys at the door were dumbfounded.

Can you be so high-sounding even if you just feed yourself? !

But looking at Brother Long's expression, it doesn't look like he's being coerced. Could it be that Young Master Wang is really so trustworthy that he is convinced?

No one could understand what was going on, and they were increasingly afraid to act rashly.

Gudong!

The third fat man swallowed quietly, then moved to the corner again.

hiss!

My knees hurt...

"Okay, Brother Long, have fun!"

Wang Yan clapped his hands in admiration, and then raised his eyebrows at the master with eyes: "Go and order a drink for Brother Long."

Society, my brother Long, is almost exhausted.

Damn it, when did you become the boss? !

Stop calling me Brother Long and call me Xiao Song, okay? !

Fighting against a bloated stomach, Song Wei finally finished the fourth bottle. He was about to ask a question, but suddenly he felt a little afraid.

After hesitating for a long time, he tentatively asked: "Master Wang, where did you make your fortune?"

"There is a supercar club in Shanghai."

Wang Yan looked at Song Wei with a faint smile: "Brother Long, do you like sports cars?"

As long as you don't persuade me to drink, I can get whatever you want!

"I like it!" Song Wei was overjoyed, and he habitually sought out the details, "Master Wang, does your club accept outsiders?"

"Go find Jiang Xin and submit the application. I'm not responsible for that."

Wang Wang pushed casually and suddenly smiled playfully.

"They are all engaged in mining. You should know Jiang Xin, right?"

ah? !

Song Wei was startled, surprised, and a little sad and angry.

How can it be the same? !

What kind of mine are they engaged in? What kind of mine am I engaged in?

Those who make glass and make chips are all about silicon, can they be considered peers?

"I, Old Song, am just a country bumpkin. Mr. Wang, you think too highly of me... Come, come, come, have a drink!"

Song Wei took the initiative to open another bottle of beer and gestured to Wang Yan.

The half bottle of wine in the eldest young master's hand was still hanging around, so he raised it with a smile and took a sip.

"Okay! Give me face!"

In society, I, Brother Long, have basically become shameless now. After giving the thumbs up, I start bragging on my own.

Tons tons tons tons tons tons tons tons…

This time it took at least three seconds longer than before to swallow it forcefully, holding it in until my face turned red.

Damn, my belly is bloated!

After finishing the drink with great effort, Song Wei laughed loudly and stood up proudly.

"I am able to meet Mr. Wang today, Lao Song, and I did not come here in vain! I am happy, I am really happy! That's it, Mr. Wang, you can play slowly, and we will get together again when we have the chance! I will buy it alone, so don't be polite to me... Stay and say goodbye!”

What is a fried dough stick?

What is a real boss?

Look at our Brother Long!

The third fat man was so excited that his eyes filled with tears, feeling that he was finally saved.

Gu Jia Shu also took a breath of pride.

Song Wei never mentioned asking Gu Xuan to pick people up, which meant that this messy matter was completely settled today and he could finally pass the test.

Although I didn’t contribute much, at least I didn’t lose anything, right?

If you don’t lose, you make a profit, that’s for sure!

The depressed mood of the other students also relaxed, and there was a smile on their faces.

The gay guys at the door even smiled from the bottom of their hearts——

This house is evil!

If you can dodge, it's best to dodge quickly...

Everyone on both sides of the enemy is happy, which is really strange and rare to see.

Only the eldest young man was unhappy.

"Wait a minute!"

Song Wei's heart skipped a beat before he turned halfway and froze.

"Master Wang, do you have any other instructions?"

Listen!

Brother, you can chat better!

The third fat man thought happily, his mood was floating and he wanted to fly.

The next second, Wang Yan took out his mobile phone from his hip pocket and threw it on the coffee table.

"Your little brother dropped my phone, what did you say?"

Song Wei glared at the three fat men.

Three Fatty:? ? ? ? ? ?

Why did I smash your phone with my head? !

The grievance is the grievance, but the smile is not slow: "I will compensate, I will compensate! Mr. Wang, which one do you want?"

"I need a mobile phone?"

The eldest young man laughed dumbly. When he glanced over, his smile suddenly turned cold without any warning.

The three fat men were frightened by the sight, and intuitively sensed that something was wrong.

Wang Yan hated him for attacking Loli, and disliked He Meng's punishment as being insensitive. He had made up his mind early on to use the three fat men to establish his authority.

His smile turned cold, his eyes were sharp, and he was truly like Godfather Wang again.

"It's very simple. Why is the phone broken? Please break it into pieces for me more thoroughly, and then we will settle the matter."

How is it bad?

The third fat man's face suddenly changed as he recalled that moment.

MMP!

Are you asking me to crush the phone again? !

Whose brain is used for this? !

That's too much!

Angry and angry, he would not dare to fall out.

Didn’t you see that our Brother Long followed the wishes of his heart?

Looking at Brother Qing again, he was even more miserable, licking the table until he retched...

The third fat man's face was pale and pale, and he finally gritted his teeth and forced a smile.

"No, no problem! As long as you are satisfied, as long as you are satisfied!"

He took two big steps forward, picked up the phone, and was about to smash it on his head!

"ah!"

Several girls in the room immediately exclaimed.

But at this moment, Wang Yan stopped in a cold voice: "Who asked you to pick it up?"

The voice was not only cold and stern, but also had an indescribable evil aura.

What! ?

The third fat man held his mobile phone, looked down at the marble coffee table, and suddenly understood.

Damn it!

You are so poisonous!

The gangsters under Song Wei were also agitated, noisy and angry, and they were all eager to try, just waiting for the order from their eldest brother.

At the critical moment, Godfather Wang raised his eyes, looked at each other one by one, and quickly scanned the entire audience.

To say how strong the murderous aura is, in fact, it is not.

But the awe accumulated in Song Wei's heart was about to exceed the threshold, and he was instantly frightened at a glance.

With the power of suppressing the dragon head, Wang Yan looked at Leng Tou Qing and lowered his head.

After that, everything becomes extremely simple.

Wherever his eyes passed, there were silences, heads bowed, and silence!

To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first!

All invincibility comes from accumulating small strategic victories and gathering momentum. This is the first strategy in the military strategy - go straight to the Yellow Dragon and attack the heart!

The three fat men couldn't get any support and could only be silenced. They felt sad, angry and regretful.

But this guy was a serious bachelor, and he knew he would not be spared, so he immediately became cruel to himself.

Who told us to be mean?

If I meet NMLGB’s tablet loli again in the future, I will be GRD!

Gritting his teeth, he put the phone back on the marble table. The three fat men took a deep breath and slammed it down!

"ah!"

The girls started shouting again.

Yu Qiuli was so frightened that she covered her face with her hands. The gap between her fingers was so big that the bear could be exposed. She was both scared and wanted to see it.

He Meng quietly clenched his fists, his face expressionless, his heart beating wildly, and his emotions were extremely complicated.

He Xiaolu, who was lying on the sofa, was trembling all over. He continued to pretend to sleep with his eyes closed. He was a little scared, but he felt an unprecedented sense of security.

That feeling was something her mother never gave her.

Her biological father, who was often invisible for ten days and a half, never gave it to her.

Cheap sister... don’t mention it.

If it weren't for Wang Yan, she wouldn't even know what peace of mind was.

The kind of stability that you can rely on at critical moments, the kind of joy that comes from seeing your enemy pay the price after being bullied, the kind of warmth that comes from a ray of sunshine after being submerged in darkness...

The little fairy sniffed quietly.

boom!

The three fat men finally hit it with their heads, making a huge noise.

Then, he sat down on the ground, completely confused.

With the phone on the cushion, he wouldn't hit himself directly on the marble surface and knock himself to death, but it was still uncomfortable to hit his head.

You can't run away from a mild concussion.

The arrogant glasses master and stupid young man in the audience rushed over, supported the three fat men, and looked at Wang Yan anxiously.

The young man's expression brightened slightly, and he finally smiled again.

"Very good, we are settled."

Song Wei took a deep breath and even forgot to cover up. He could hear it very clearly in the quiet room.

But no one would laugh at him.

Now, everyone feels that Wang Yan is indeed extremely evil.

"Young Master Wang, our green mountains will not change and our green waters will always flow. We will see you again in the future!"

Song Wei cupped his fists and still tried to say a few words.

It’s impossible not to throw it away!

I rely on my face to get around in the world!

As for how to explain that sentence... of course I, Song Weilong, can find a way to get around it!

"etc."

Wang Yanqing spoke calmly, and the room suddenly fell silent again.

(⊙⊙)!

Why are you still waiting?

Wait for NMLGB, wait!

The joy on the faces of the gangsters suddenly turned stiff, and their tempers surged in their hearts.

Surprisingly, Song Wei had no temper.

On the one hand, it’s because, in his early years, he spent his time in the middle and lower classes of society. He suffered too many losses and endured too many humiliations.

On the other hand, it was naturally because he was truly afraid of Wang Yan.

It has nothing to do with money, nothing to do with background, nothing to do with family, influence, connections, and all other external factors.

It's very simple and pure. I'm just afraid of Wang Yan.

In a daze, Song Wei even felt as if he had returned to the year when he gave birth to his eldest son at the age of 27.

That year, Song Wei was imprisoned in the detention center for 15 days. One night there were only two people in the cell, one was him and the other was a 14-year-old kid who had just come out of the mountains.

The boy was skinny and skinny, his lips were chapped and cracked, his eyes were gleaming with hunger like a wild wolf, and his teeth were as white as snow.

The boy asked him: "Do you have a family?"

Song Wei nodded and said yes.

"Oh, I didn't."

The little boy grinned, crying and laughing, and Song Wei swallowed subconsciously.

Four years ago, the little kid was finally shot as expected. When he received the news, Song Wei felt inexplicably sad.

Now, Song Wei once again experienced the pure awe, which still came from a young boy, but was far smarter, more powerful, and more cunning than that kid.

Hey, I’m getting old...

Song Wei shook his head and asked calmly: "Master Wang, do you have any other advice?"

Wang Yan responded with the same calmness: "His matter has been cleared up, but you haven't. Each person has a bottle of wine. After drinking, say, 'Young Master Wang, I was impulsive. I won't do this next time.' You and I can talk about nothing else until we meet next time." ”

That was exactly the condition that Brother Long proposed in the first place.

The gangsters started to act again, and their mood was slightly unstable.

Even Gu Jia Shu felt that Wang Yan was too meddlesome, too capable of showing off, and didn't know how to give up when things got better.

Brother Soy Sauce's optician finally couldn't hold it back and spoke for the first time tonight.

"Young Master Wang, please stay on top of your behavior so we can meet each other easily in the future..."

"For you, it's not necessary."

Godfather Wang Xiao shook his head and leaned back slightly, his posture extremely relaxed.

The young master looked at Song Wei, but did not immediately start forcing him to drink.

He wanted to know how far he could push Song Wei without relying on skills.

It is right to leave a thin line in life. To leave room for others is to leave room for yourself.

However, it does not work against gangsters!

These scum who wander on the edge of the law and live in intrigues will always fear power rather than virtue.

If you want to fight, you have to conquer them all at once and fight them so that they don’t dare to have second thoughts again!

They call themselves brothers and sisters in a friendly manner, and then settle the matter just to save face?

over thinking!

Use money to raise unskilled white-eyed wolves, and only use swords, guns and sticks to drive them.

The family's villa is about to be built. If they don't kill their arrogance and ambition now, will they have to wait until something happens later to deal with it?

Song Wei's power may not be useful, but since I, Wang Yan, have established a brand name, I will make it unforgettable for you!

In the stagnant confrontation, Song Wei suddenly smiled sadly.

"good."

Skillfully open the bottle, look up, tons, tons, tons...

"Young Master Wang, it was our fault and we offended you. We won't do it again!"

Since the eldest brother is like this, the younger brothers naturally have nothing to hold on to and immediately borrow the donkey to get off the slope.

Immediately there was a buzzing sound in the room, followed by "Nothing will happen next time" one after another.

Before drinking, everyone was frightened and frightened.

After surrendering, I felt relaxed and actually felt relieved.

Wang Yan nodded to Song Wei, the frost melted, and suddenly he felt like a spring breeze blowing on his face: "Brother Long, it's good to go. See you again if we have the chance."

The third fat man quietly opened half of his eyes and trembled violently.

Falling out is like flipping a book in NMLGB, so fucking sexy!

As soon as he grinned, his head started to hurt again.

NMB’s, go, go, go!

Are you all standing there waiting for food?

No need for the three fat men to really push, the group of people retreated with a huff and puff. As fast as they came, they left even more like a dam bursting.

In the blink of an eye, only the helper Gu Jia Shu called was left at the door.

A group of idiots peeked at Wang Yan and asked, "That... Young Master Gu? We..."

"You guys go find yourselves a room and play, I'll treat you!"

Gu Jia Shu waved his hands dejectedly, showing no interest in making friends or making friends.

He Meng began to glance at Wang Yan sideways.

That probably means asking: What should we do next?

The young master's mood is happy enough, but his interest is a bit lacking.

I understand the state of a man after he has had a good time...

"Let's go. I wish everyone a happy new year."

Get up, smile, stretch your waist, and the room suddenly comes alive.

"It's gone, it's gone!"

"Let's go, let's do whatever we have to do!"

"Is there anyone going to the Internet cafe all night?"

"Take me one!"

"Send the girls back first!"

"Okay! I'll go downstairs to find the car...Xiao Kai, you pay!"

"Oh!"

It was lively and lively, as if nothing had happened.

But how is that possible?

Real changes happen in the most secret corners, and only everyone knows it.

I only wrote 2,000 words this morning, so when I update, you should accuse me of being out of context. Now that the plot is here, I can’t finish it in one day, what should I do? Crying hard work package TT