Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 197 You all get out of the way, this is forcing me to pretend!
"It's your sister, yes, Ma, if you insult me ​​like this again, believe it or not, I'll put a grenade in your chrysanthemum?!"

As Yang Hao said, he really had this kind of impulse.

At this time, the Pingtan song on the stage has been replaced by "Qinhuai Scenery", which is an episode of the movie "Thirteen Hairpins of Jinling", which has a lot of charm.

Although Yang Hao is a layman, he couldn't help closing his eyes, crossing his legs, and shaking his legs in time with Wu Nong's soft words.

Yes, he even listened to the Pingtan and shook his legs. This kind of sweetness is really no one else! ╮(╯▽╰)╭

At this time, two young men came out from the direction of the bathroom, talking and laughing.

One of them is handsome and handsome. In the words of the storytelling, he has a face like a crown jade, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a thin waist and back. He is simply a young man with a jade face.

The other person has silver hair and is a handsome guy with long legs. He turned out to be the madman who was sprayed by Yang Hao as 'Vietnamese washing, cutting and blowing'!

As soon as the two came out, they looked at the situation in the hall and immediately looked confused.

Yumian Xiaolang frowned, and said displeasedly: "Hey, why are there five people sitting in front, who is that little white face in the middle? And what's the matter with these beauties, they can't be the peripheral girls you called Bar?"

The madman hurriedly complained: "On this occasion today, no matter how hungry I am, I can't be so ignorant, right? Besides, these beauties are of such high quality, where can I call so many in one go?"

As he said that, he suddenly saw Yang Hao's side face clearly, his eyes widened instantly, and he quickly moved a few steps to the side to confirm that he did not recognize the wrong person.

"Fuck, why is this kid, he is obviously a poor boy with no background, how did he get here?"

The madman's face was full of disbelief, and he turned to ask Yumian Xiaolangjun: "Junhui, there is no one from the Jiang family on today's guest list, right?"

It turned out that Mr. Yumian was Qiao Baichuan's grandson, Qiao Junhui. He was puzzled and shook his head and said, "No, do you know this kid? He is from the Jiang family in the East China Sea?"

"No, this kid's name is Yang Hao, and he's just a bastard. Jiang Tianxi, the young master of the Jiang family, is studying at Donghai University. This little bastard is lucky enough to be a roommate with him."

The madman gritted his teeth: "Jiang Tianxi likes racing cars, and this little bastard happens to be a bit talented in racing cars, so he followed his fancy and became Jiang Tianxi's henchman."

Balabala, the madman confessed to Qiao Junhui all the information about Yang Hao that he investigated afterwards.

It's a pity that the madman is just an ignorant playboy, and he is not a native of Donghai. The so-called intelligence is full of mistakes and omissions.

But Qiao Junhui believed it, and signaled the madman not to show his face, so as not to startle the snake.

He himself walked quickly to Qiao Baichuan's side and whispered, "Grandpa, what's the matter with this little boy?"

In fact, to be honest, he himself looks like a little boy, while Yang Hao's skin is at most a little paler.

Qiao Baichuan shook his head slightly: "I don't know, it seems that if the old man Ma didn't bring it, then Wan Baoer called it."

As he spoke, he told his grandson about the ambiguous behavior between Wan Baoer and Yang Hao just now.

Qiao Junhui's lungs exploded instantly, without even thinking about it, he relayed the information that the madman told him to his grandfather.

After Qiao Baichuan listened, he was thoughtful, and combined with the "supernatural power master" he heard just now, he preliminarily identified Yang Hao as a liar.

So he said softly: "My dear grandson, don't worry, just wait by the side honestly, and watch grandpa give you such a bad breath!"

He said it as if Qiao Junhui had been wronged a lot, but it was also in line with Qiao Baichuan's usual style, that is to bully the weak and fear the hard and unreasonable.

If Jiang Tianxi had been sitting in Yang Hao's seat instead, Qiao Baichuan would not have dared to speak so loudly.

But at this time, he was full of confidence, thinking that he was just a little bastard who relied on pretending to play tricks to climb the dragon and the phoenix, what's so great about it?
However, Qiao Baichuan seems to be rough and bold, but he is actually very scheming, otherwise he would not be able to get into the world where he is today.

He glanced at Yang Hao, who was still shaking his legs with honey juice, and decided to crush this little bastard with his IQ.

"Hmph, boy, is it interesting for you to shake your head and pretend?"

Qiao Baichuan snorted coldly, and took the opportunity to get angry: "To put it bluntly, can you understand Pingtan?"

Yang Hao's leg shaking stopped abruptly, he turned his head to look at Qiao Baichuan with a dazed expression, and said in his heart: This old boy is sick, isn't he just shaking his legs, he's messing with whoever he is, open his mouth and spray if necessary ?
Wan Zulong, who was caught in the middle, frowned slightly, wanting to open his mouth to adjust the suddenly tense atmosphere, but when he remembered that he still had to ask Qiao Baichuan, he could only sigh secretly, and got up to pee.

"It's really useless when you're old. You can't stop urinating frequently. I'll come back as soon as I go. Old Qiao, do you want to come together?"

He hinted that it was already very explicit, and he was trying to help Yang Hao resolve it.

It's a pity that Qiao Baichuan didn't take this kind of thing at all, he deliberately showed a gangster's anger, shook his head and said, "No, my prostate is recovering, I can hold it in!"

puff!
Wan Zulong felt that he was very hurt, leaned on the cane silently, and went to the bathroom.

As soon as he left, Qiao Baichuan became even more unscrupulous, as if he didn't pay attention to Yang Hao, a brat at all.

This is to provoke the generals, and lead Yang Hao into the set!

Prince Ma is an old man, and he saw that Qiao Baichuan was going to dig a hole for Yang Hao, so he frowned and said, "Old Qiao, you are a master of Peking Opera, you are awesome, but there is no rule that you have to be a professional to appreciate art, right? Just listening to a pingtan and shaking your legs, as for you..."

Qiao Baichuan interrupted arrogantly: "Old horse, is this kid your illegitimate son, or are you so protective of the calf?"

Snapped!
Prince Ma slapped the armrest of the grand master's chair heavily, and his eyes widened: "Qiao Baichuan! You..."

This movement was not small, it scared the artists on the stage to stop playing and singing, and thus attracted Wan Baoer and the others' attention.

Yang Hao squinted his eyes at this time, and said slowly: "Old horse, it's alright, I can see it clearly, this old guy with a mouth full of dung is coming for me, so don't interfere."

He waved his hand, signaling to Wan Baoer, the little monk and others who had gathered around, not to interrupt rashly: "You all get out of the way, let me pretend this!"

Qiao Baichuan was furious: "Grass, how do you talk, believe it or not, I will let someone slap your mouth right now?!"

"Hehe, that's fine, stop pretending, don't you just want to find an excuse to get mad? In fact, why bother, it's better to be straightforward."

Yang Hao disdains: "Look at me, I don't bother to ask why you bother me. Anyway, since you insist on forcing me to pretend, then I will just reluctantly satisfy you."

(End of this chapter)