When Tucao meets a boss

The visitor seemed to squat down in front of him, and Xie Qiuling felt her chin lifted by the man.

"Tsk, just this guy? He doesn't look very handsome, no matter how you look at it, he is just an ordinary man. Speaking of which, that fox has really bad eyesight!"

The man's tone was a bit contemptuous, Xie Qiuling wanted to jump up and give him a big ear.

Normal shit!

Have you ever seen such a handsome ordinary man!

When he was in college, people still said that if he was darker and taller, he would still be a three-pointer with Gu Tianle!

What kind of look is this! !

Xie Qiuling narrowed his eyes again, and secretly glanced up, trying to see the appearance of the person coming.

However, it seemed that his eye-opening action was too obvious, and before he could see the man's face, his hair was suddenly grabbed.

"Yo, what's the matter, Xiaoluan pet woke up?"

"Hiss! Pain—" Grass, why did this man hit so hard!

Xie Qiuling gritted her teeth and stared angrily at the man in front of her.

The environment in the underground corridor was dark, but fortunately there was a small rectangular window on the wall behind him near the roof, and the pale light slanted down from the window, hitting the ground not far from the man. superior.

Fine dust was flying around the band of light.

Then the light came on, and Xie Qiuling could barely see the appearance of the person coming.

Very ordinary, passer-by face, almost no impression.

He didn't know the person.

Damn, he thought it was the gangsters who caught him before.

"Tsk, who are you?!" Xie Qiuling narrowed his eyes slightly, and a rare sharpness flashed in his eyes.

"Heh, who I am has nothing to do with you." The man raised his lips, the big hand holding his short hair seemed to be loosened, and the hand that clamped his jaw also pushed him away to the corner of the wall.

His back hit the wall with a "bang", and some small gravels on the ground hit his buttocks and the back of his hands, which hurt a lot.

The man who was squatting stood up, and the familiar pair of canvas shoes stepped on him again.But this time, it was a profile face.

"Damn... what the hell are you trying to do?!" Damn...

Xie Qiuling gritted her teeth, wishing she could have three heads and six arms.

"Don't worry, we won't do anything to you now." Stepping on the sole of Xie Qiuling's cheek for a while, the man bent down, with a face of a villain, "When I think that you are the weakness of that fox, I will I don’t want to kill you so easily. Speaking of it, it’s your own fault, a good man, what’s wrong with imitating others, and you just want to imitate others and climb onto that fox’s bed.”

"..." Who the hell sells|Chun, he and that dead fox, he and Mo Qing don't have that kind of relationship! ! !

Xie Qiuling was furious all over, but he didn't get angry at all.It's just that he can't move now, he can only let the man in front of him wantonly bully and insult him.

Damn, when I'm saved, I'm sure to step your head into the mud and let you know what an authentic Xie-style real person is upside down.

In addition to being angry, a mobile phone rang faintly not far away.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of hurried footsteps came, and it seemed that another gangster had come.

"Boss, boss, the phone call, it is probably him who called."

he?

Xie Qiuling's eyes flashed, subconsciously thinking it was Mo Qing.

On the left cheek, the canvas sole is removed.

The man who stepped on his face walked towards the visitor, glanced at the laughing and stooping little bastard, and grabbed the phone from his hand.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The man casually replied and asked a few words, then the voice suddenly stopped, and then suddenly raised, the voice almost echoed in the entire corridor, "What?! You were not like this before Said?!"

The man's voice paused again.

'you'?

It seems that the call is not from Mo Qing...

There was a sudden loss in her heart, and Xie Qiuling didn't know what she was missing.

Speaking of which, since he met that man, he has been encountering all kinds of unimaginable events.Fights, kidnapping, ammunition, and other messy things that only appear in movies and TV shows, all happened to him.

And even with men...

Damn, why did I suddenly think of that scene!Why do I suddenly think of those black eyes!

Why……

Damn it, he wouldn't fall in love with that dead fox! !

Xie Qiuling's head suddenly became confused, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

In the corridor, the man who was holding the mobile phone turned around slowly.Standing under the bright light, he looked from top to bottom at Xie Qiuling who was lying by the wall and buried his face on the ground suddenly.

The call was from Leng's house.Speaking of which, he would know that this man named Xie Qiuling was Mo Qing's good friend, and the news was also told by the Leng family.

He was supposed to be the new boss of East Street.Originally, that street belonged to Leng's family, but after a lot of effort, he finally bought the management right from Leng Qiuhan for three years.But now it's good, he brought a group of brothers over and planned to station on that street, but he regretted it when he said he regretted it, and he took it back when he said he would take it back. Where would he put his brother Lei's face?How will you mess around on the road in the future? !

It's not that he doesn't want to have a good negotiation with the Mo family, but everyone knows the fox's tricks, the Leng family has been tricked by Mo Qing, if they don't use some unconventional means, it may not end well.

In the receiver of the mobile phone, the boy's voice was cold, like the biting cold coming from an ice cellar, and the man shivered inexplicably.

"No!" Hearing the young man's request, the man immediately vetoed it without thinking, "I just want to return to the control of the east street, but I don't want to cause big trouble!" People generally don't do it easily. The cops in City A and the plainclothes policemen on East Street are really not vegetarians, they are really troublesome, and no one can get along with this street.

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