About two hours later, Song Qingyun came back. To be precise, he was helped back by Huang Dashan.
His face was covered with black and blue vicissitudes of life and despair, his hands were shaking unconsciously, and his walking posture was quite strange.
Even Lin Chou was shocked.
"What's going on... Mrs. Rong must have been too cruel."
Chen Qingyu suddenly became happy,
"Hey, who is this? Isn't this Song Qingyun, Song Daxia, the famous leader of the young generation on the coastal defense line? Time is really a butcher's knife. I can't see you in the blink of an eye. Why do you feel that you, Song Daxia, have suffered more than me? Twenty or so knives? With all the vicissitudes of life... and a handful of white hair, you can pass yourself off as Li Lianying."
Song Qingyun was so angry that his Dantian eyes flashed fiercely.
"I'm sorry to you, second uncle. There is a road to heaven but you don't take it. There is no door to hell and you break in! Chen Qingyu! I will use you as a coward today to carry my anger that has nowhere to put! Hey! Eat my Pegasus Meteor Fist !!”
"boom!"
Lin Chou muttered,
"This line sounds so familiar."
Master Shan found a seat to sit down and shouted a few words,
"You went out to fight and broke things. Can you afford to pay for it? Let me tell you, do they really know each other?"
"Who knows, what kind of hatred or grudges are there? What's wrong with Song Qingyun? He's limping."
"A small attack almost becomes a small pain. Being lame is a psychological disorder and has nothing to do with it."
“It’s so fucking profound!”
Master Shan’s eyes were burning,
"You don't understand! I've asked about it. This Song Qingyun, born in the year of dog, is a Virgo Saint. He is a very rare and complex creature. Normal theories cannot work with him. Does Jiang Zhengyang still remember it?"
"remember."
"That kid is in the advanced stage of mysophobia. The one in front of me is even more powerful. He is in the advanced stage of psychological mysophobia. He is obviously a saint but still picks and chooses. He can't even explain his words and refuses to give up the title of Little White Dragon in the Langli. Obviously, those people The woman has already forgiven him, but he still wants to die by talking about those sour ancient poems. If it weren't for the kindness of Mr. Shan, this kid would have been killed first and then abandoned in the wilderness."
Lin Chou scratched his head,
"Is Ju Mian so stiff...violent first and then violent? How are you sure this is not what Master Song really expected?"
Master Shan said enigmatically,
"This explosion is not that violent, it's very violent!"
"..."
Depend on! Which bao! !
After drinking two cups of cold water from the well, Mr. Shan pointed outside.
"Hey, the fight is over. Check to see if there is anything damaged. Ask them to pay tenfold."
Lin Chou rolled his eyes and said to the two of them,
"Next time you do something here, this shop owner will blacklist you!"
Chen Qingyu suffered from two nosebleeds, his clothes were ragged and covered with dust.
"It's unjust. He was obviously the one who did it first."
Song Qingyun took a mouthful of blood foam,
"Those who are unfaithful, unjust and unfilial will be punished by everyone. This is called doing justice for heaven!"
Chen Qingyu cursed loudly,
"Fuck you, mother, I love everyone, my character is guaranteed to be upright and upright. Who in Heishenhai wouldn't praise me, Chen Qingyu, for being reasonable and well-founded, but you, hehe, hypocrite!"
"Fuck you, Chen Qingyu, are you still shameless? We agreed on the ultimate bachelor's night party, and your fucking wife came and you ran away and left us to a bunch of old guys. My fucking legs were almost broken. The injury on my butt is not healed yet!”
"If you hadn't been so high-profile and insisted on finding girls to come over and have fun, why would something like this happen? You were talking about galloping horses. The whole street heard it. It would be weird if you didn't get caught."
"Hey, you're still reasonable. Why don't you just throw a party for your engagement party? I'll arrange it for you, but you sold us all as soon as you changed hands? Do you even know that I'm old? How dark could Mom be?"
Chen Qingyu felt guilty for a moment and said stubbornly,
"Then... wasn't it my wife who scared me? Otherwise, could I tell her..."
"How dare you spread dog food when you have tracheitis?"
Song Qingyun was furious, and rolled up his arms to his sleeves, preparing to teach him hard about what it means to stab a breasted brother in both sides.
Chen Qingyu howled,
"F*ck... what are you doing... don't come over here, I'm telling you... ow... my eyes... you are so fucking unreasonable, you can get some prostitutes for yourself, You beat me and fuck me like a banana and winter melon peel...Ouch...don't hit me in the face, don't scratch me... Damn it...my wife saw the unexplainable fog grass..."
Song Qingyun smiled ferociously,
"Explain? Help me tell your wife and sister-in-law that I might be late tonight!!"
"Although I claim to be me, I am not your real me. It's enough for you. I won't spoil you like your real me... You still fight... I will fight with you!"
"Come on, today, either you die or I live!"
What followed was a "bang bang" sound from the fists to the ground.
And what they said was sound, reasonable, well-founded, and Shan Ye and Lin Chou were dumbfounded.
Master Shan asked,
"Are you still blacklisting me?"
Lin Chou completely forgot what he said and muttered to himself,
"Hei Chenhai's spare time life is so rich."
Master Shan pinched his beard and said seriously,
"Basically, don't do it, just sit down."
Then make a sudden realization,
"Wucao, I finally know why Mr. Wei Tianxingwei is so determined to go to the Black Army. Hehehe...it's so exciting..."
Lin Chou glanced at him with disgust,
"Please don't use your vulgar perspective to tarnish the ideals of those who are truly moral, okay?"
"Have moral integrity? Who... Oh, by the way, just now I saw Mr. Gungun holding a plate and licking it. Are you eating good food behind my back again?"
"Dog food, it's up to you."
"..."
Whoever loves you wants it, anyway, your Lord Shan still has a city full of girls waiting for him to dote on...well, the accurate adjective is covetous.
Thinking of this, Master Shan burped unconsciously.
"Wucao...why do I feel so full all of a sudden..."
"Your imagination... white hair does not turn into green water, I will obey you."
Master Shan's eyes suddenly widened,
"Is that Lushui from Zhang Lushui? Who is that boy named Baimao?"
"..."
After beating the man, Song Qingyun felt refreshed, and the depression accumulated for many days had finally completely dissipated, or it could be said that it had already dissipated into Chen Qingyu.
Chen Qingyu said unconvinced,
"If it weren't for the fact that I broke dozens of ribs a few days ago and haven't recovered yet, it's just you? Damn me!"
Song Qingyun continued to feel refreshed and sneered,
"Haha, who can't talk nonsense, but I want to advise you, young man, practice tells us that spit is used to count banknotes, not to talk, unless you can also aim at someone like me. Make a mark on the person's face with bah, and then add a hundred or so punches, tut, tut, this can also make sense."
"you..."
Chen Qingyu dared to be angry but dared not say that he was afraid of pain.
