Boss

"Do you want to vomit?" Thinking that before Guan Rongyun was in a coma, he would vomit up even a piece of medicine and water, Song Xunhua looked at Guan Rongyun swallowing those rice soup with some anxiety.

"..." Guan Rongyun shook his head.

"Ah, the antiemetic injection that the doctor gave you is really effective, it seems that you are a very capable doctor!!"

"..." If you are not smart and can't do it, you won't pick him...

After feeding a small pot of rice soup and some medicine pills, Song Xunhua helped Guan Rongyun lie down and covered the quilt properly, not forgetting to tuck the edge of the quilt inside...

"I'm afraid of the cold, and I like to kick the quilt, so I catch a cold every two days..." I was busy with my hands, and unconsciously began to read in pieces. After he covered the quilt properly, he raised his head in a daze, Asked, "What did I just say?"

"..." Guan Rongyun took a deep look at him, then closed his eyes, and pulled the quilt up to cover his head and face.

He's not some crybaby, really.

He didn't know what was going on until he was 29 years old when he shed tears.

Song Xunhua turned off the light at the head of the bed, stood up and was about to leave, but was grabbed tightly by a hand stretched out from under the quilt.

That hand was obviously cold and cold due to hypothermia, but it was so hot that it felt like burning the flesh and melting the muscles and bones on his wrist when it was wrapped around his wrist...

Why does this scene seem similar, as if it happened not long ago?Or, he had dreamed a very similar scene?

In the darkness, who trapped whom?Who longs for whom?

Whether it is a dream or reality, for the two of them, the current warmth, the heat from each other, is the most urgent and irreplaceable right now.

"38 degrees, the fever is gone."

"..."

In terms of Guan Rongyun's body temperature of nearly 40 degrees in the past few days, such a body temperature has already made Song Xunhua smile.

"How's your spirit?"

"still alright."

"Does the wound still hurt?"

"pain."

In terms of Guan Rongyun's feelings about pain, it hurts when a mosquito stings a little more, not to mention a wound that sees blood. Every time Song Xunhua helped him change the dressing, although he could try his best to be silent, but that ugly The expression that looks like he is going to kill always makes Song Xunhua very helpless.

"Where is it?"

"what?"

"Little... Xiaoju..."

"..." On Guan Rongyun's face, the expression as cold as a knife is not only murderous, it is simply the ferocity of wanting to rape first, then kill, then rape and then dismember...

Although I haven't eaten much in the past few days, and most of them are liquid, but there is no change in the principle that there is going in and out.And as long as you go out, you will use the exit, and his pathetic exit, the one used by the crazy Song Xunhua as the entrance...

"More...soak more warm water...to Xiaoju...Xiaoju..." Song Xunhua's expression was very innocent.From his standpoint, it wasn't him who did it, but that person... I don't know why the way this person looked at him made him feel restless...

"Let's go out to get some air, okay?" Quickly change the topic from Xiaoju...

"Breathable?"

"That's right, don't you find it boring and unfreedom to be locked here all day?"

"..." Guan Rongyun raised his eyebrows and stared at him in surprise.

This guy really has a serious head slump, isn't he the one who keeps people locked here all day long?He completely forgot that he was the owner of this house.

Besides, freedom...

Ever since he was sensible, Guan Rongyun has deeply realized that as long as he can't leave the underworld, as long as he is a gangster with the blood of the underworld in his body, he can't really get that thing called freedom.

The purpose of existence is not set by oneself, and life does not belong to oneself... In such a life, what freedom is there?

So is Song Xunhua.

From the day he stepped into the Green Gang.

They are all trapped in this infernal way.

But, that won't be forever.

One day, he will definitely get Song Xunhua out of this, this unfree hell.

"is it good?"

"...Where are you going?" Before that, it's like making a wish, daydreaming...

"Here, I want to go here!" Hearing Guan Rongyun's tone loosened a little, Song Xunhua quickly took out a colorful promotional leaflet from his pocket...

"paradise……?"

"Yes, and it's free, I have free invitation tickets." Then he took out a large stack of invitation tickets that seemed to be enough to entertain the residents of the entire village.

"...The doctor gave it to you?"

"how do you know?"

"..." It turned out that the previous rumors that Red Gate intends to get involved in the amusement park business are really not groundless.This Ai Ke is considerate and considerate, let Song Xunhua go out with him, he can't rest assured.But if you send people to follow, I'm afraid it won't make sense based on Song Xunhua's current feelings... Besides, no matter how much Ai Ke loves Song Xunhua, no matter how much he doesn't trust Guan Rongyun, he knows how disgusting it is to be a big light bulb Bar……

But if it is in the enterprise managed by his gang, he can fully control whether it is security protection or monitoring.

The consideration is indeed extensive, but why didn't this guy take into account the suitability of "the two bosses going to the amusement park"?and……

"You can't be afraid." Song Xunhua smiled, pointing to the big slogan on the flyer "This park will give you free throat lozenges, 100% stimulation, so you can scream."

"not me……"

"Then it's decided! Let's go, let's go, let's hold big hands~" While singing, he wanted to hold Guan Rongyun's "little hand", but he took it for granted that he was immediately waved away by that little hand.

"How to get there." The owner of the little hand was very pragmatic.

"The doctor is so kind, he lent me the car!"

"..." It's really thoughtful... I must have installed several satellite positioning devices on the car...

"Ahhhhhhhh~~"

"..."

"Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~"

"..."

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

"..."

"Squeak creak creak creak..."

"..."

Guan Rongyun tore open the outer packaging of a lozenge, and handed the lozenge to Song Xunhua who was sitting beside him.

"Ah...thank you." Song Xunhua's voice was a little hoarse, obviously overused.

"..." Because I haven't left the room for a long time and went outside, my eyes couldn't adapt to the sunlight for a while, so I wore a pair of big black sunglasses that almost covered half of Guan Rongyun's face, while the remaining half of Guan Rongyun's face was not covered. Zhang, originally lacking in the sun, looked fair, but against the backdrop of black sunglasses, he was so white that he had no blood at all.

The body was already tired during the illness, and I was dragged by Song Xunhua all morning to play and then to sit on that table. Although I didn't feel one percent of the 100% stimulation at all, the "screaming" from the man on the side all the way Full point", his head was about to split open...

"There are still eight kinds that I haven't played yet. These eight seem to be more exciting and fierce..." Song Xunhua carefully studied the park guidebook.

"Go by yourself, I'll wait for you here."

"Are you afraid?"

"..." It's not me anymore... You are the one who is obviously afraid! !Before coming, he had a very bad premonition, sure enough!It has been like this since before, Song Xunhua's personality that insists on looking for excitement but is too exciting and yelling in fear, just like he loves watching zombie movies but is afraid of watching zombie movies, full of contradictions and self-abuse... And this kind of personality, After so many years of independent growth and experience...

Not only did it not grow, but it degenerated even more! !

Guan Rongyun suspected that Ai Ke would have known in advance that the staff in the park had to cooperate and tolerate as much as possible to meet all the needs of this super VIP. "Or simply "frame" out of the park?

"Hey, this is the photo just now. There was a machine taking the last part of the roller coaster ride, and it was free of charge! Hey, let me tell you, why do you still have this expression after turning it into this? People who don't know think that I brought a dead man out..." Song Xunhua pointed to Guan Rongyun's face in the photo, which was still white and cold after the roller coaster turned 360 degrees forward and then reversed 360 degrees.

"...It's better than you." Guan Rongyun also pointed to the seat next to him in the photo, the man whose expression was so distorted that he could almost stuff a guava into his mouth.Such a grown-up person is still called like this, people who don’t know think I’m going out with an idiot...

"Why are your fingers so cold?" The fingers of the two touched on the photo, and Song Xunhua gently shook Guan Rongyun's fingers.

"I'm a corpse, am I not?" Guan Rongyun withdrew his finger and said lightly.

"Hahahaha... I can't see that you are quite humorous. I'm going to buy some food and buy a warm one to warm your hands."

After talking, he stood up and walked towards the sales department. After a few steps, he seemed to think of something and then turned around, and then said with a serious expression: "Hey, let me tell you, I just thought about it, if you are a corpse , I should still like you... Even if your whole body is cold and hard... Oh, if you want to rape a corpse, I will..."

"Hurry up and go shopping..." Guan Rongyun quickly waved his hand to interrupt the nonsense he wanted to continue talking. He didn't think that the cautious and thoughtful Aike would forget to install one or two bugs or send some earphones. Online live report at any time...

Not long after, Song Xunhua came back with three things: a can of hot coffee, a bag of popcorn, and a stick of cotton candy.

In the past, in principle, Song Xunhua would never let his Boss Guan touch tobacco, alcohol, coffee, pickles, biscuits and candies, instant food, instant noodles... and all kinds of foods that are too sweet, too salty or too pigmented. of.

Guan Rongyun has always thought that Song Xunhua is a thorough health care advocate!Even if he had snatched his Kara Potato Chips, it might just be because he lost the memory of the past.Until now, when he saw the three unhealthy foods in Song Xunhua's hands, he seriously thought about whether Song Xunhua's persistence and persistence about diet might be aimed at his unhealthy body... ...?

Thinking back carefully, when Song Xunhua first "occupied" his residence, the food he cooked for the first time seemed to be a bit unsatisfactory... and when he first used the washing machine, he also studied it for nearly half a day on the balcony. When I was young, not to mention the first time mopping the floor, the first time I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, the first time I put on a quilt cover... many firsts, compared with the posture of a professional housewife who is skillful and wise, They're all incredibly clumsy...

When a person loves another person, how much change can he make for him?

How much has the Song Xunhua he is familiar with changed from the person he was before they met?

Guan Rongyun didn't dare and didn't want to think about it anymore, he was very afraid that the more he thought about it, the more he regretted why he let this person who could have lived a more comfortable life into his gang back then, and regretted letting him become his subordinate back then.

Regret let him know himself and fall in love with himself.

"Make coffee to warm your hands, to block the wind in your heart..." Song Xunhua sat down next to Guan Rongyun, humming a song, and took his cold hands, and put the can of hot coffee stuffed into his palm.

"Sing what?"

"Happy breakup."

"Why are you happy when you break up?"

"Because I got the wrong partner." Song Xunhua clasped Guan Rongyun's ten fingers together, so that his palm and every finger could feel the heat, then stared at him, and said very seriously: "Say goodbye to the wrong talents and the right ones." meet."

"..."

Silly, whether it's the wrong one or the right one, aren't they all the same?

When love is too persistent and determined, can it be divided into simple right and wrong?

So what if you will never be happy?

The depth of love cannot be summed up in the word happiness.

He looked down at his fingers that were a little red covered by the coffee, and Song Xunhua's hand wrapped outside his hand.

The heat from Xunhua's palm on the back of his hand was even stronger than that pot of hot coffee, like two flames, burning the back of his hand.

This guy is always full of heat... In winter, as long as he sneaks into the quilt any night, the warmth will make people not want to get up at all.In that sinister environment full of intrigue and ruthless gangsters, as long as he is there, he will no longer feel lonely and deserted.

Just like the sun in winter, it is hot and warm. Once you have bathed in it, you never want to leave, and you don’t want to go back to the dark corner where the sun can’t shine, to bear the relatively more coldness.

Song Xunhua is the only warmth in his life.

He just wants to have it, for a long time, and can't bear to lose it.Both physically and mentally yearn for that dependence, that greed, how can "happiness" alone be enough to satisfy?

The hole in my heart, the cold wind that howls and blows all year round, is only Song Xunhua, and only his unique warmth can fill it or stop it.

"Still thinking about that person?" When Song Xunhua took his hands away, at that moment, Guan Rongyun only felt that the temperature of his whole body seemed to be taken away from those hands. His originally thin body, even if he was sitting in the warm sunshine, his hands Holding the still hot coffee, I couldn't warm it up no matter what.

"..." Thinking of that person, thinking of you.

"Eat the marshmallow." Removed the outer plastic bag of the marshmallow and handed it to Guan Rongyun.

"..." The color of this marshmallow is too bright, it doesn't look like food if it is so colorful.

"Open your mouth." Seeing that Guan Rongyun hadn't reached out to take it, Song Xunhua simply pinched a piece of sugar cotton and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

"no feelings……"

Cotton candy melts as soon as you eat it, and the sweetness disappears in your mouth in a flash. In the end, there is not even a scum left. It is so empty that people wonder whether they have eaten something or have not eaten anything at all. .

"...Then do you want some popcorn?"

"..." Guan Rongyun shook his head.

Marshmallows and popcorn are all the same, empty and loose, and when you eat it, there seems to be nothing.

"Then I won't be polite."

"..."

Through the sunglasses, Guan Rongyun unscrupulously looked at Song Xunhua who lowered his head and swept across the empty food, watching him stick out his tongue for a while to lick the sugar stains on his mouth, and pouted his lips for a while to suck the oil on his fingers. How elegant the movements are entrusted to this man to perform, the natural and unpretentious seriousness, with a beautiful face and exquisite facial features, it is not a pleasing style, if a store takes a camera to take a few photos and hang them in front of the booth , It will definitely be eye-catching and gold-absorbing.

Aware of the sight beside him, Song Xunhua turned his head to look at Guan Rongyun, and smiled at him with a piece of cotton in his mouth. The sun shone on his hair, which looked soft and easy to touch. Her smiling eyes are as clear as two puddles of water, full and moving.

Guan Rongyun immediately retracted his previous thoughts.

This person's beauty, this person's smile... don't say it was taken as a photo and posted in public, at this moment, he just wanted to find an opaque plastic bag and wrap it up quickly, so as not to attract bees and butterflies, and cause future troubles.

"Hey, let me tell you, aren't you a bit dull? Don't you find that, that, and that just now very exciting? And that haunted house before... Fuck, don't you think that female ghost is super scary and super real !? You have no expression at all, you look more like a ghost than that ghost..."

"Aren't only children afraid of this?"

"...Well, then what can scare you?"

"..."

"cockroach?"

"Do not……"

"dog?"

"Do not……"

"White Rabbit?"

"..."

"Lion tiger?"

"Never touched."

"A usury? An underground bank collecting debts?"

"No." One of the economic activities of the family...

"Oh, you are really weird, as long as you are a person, you will have things that you are afraid of, right? The kind of things that make you feel cold all over your body when you think about it, your heart is constricted, and you can't even breathe smoothly... ..."

"..."

Guan Rongyun looked at Song Xunhua, at the lively Song Xunhua who was gesticulating.

"Death...and loss."

I'm afraid of losing you.

Watching the bullet sinking into your chest, watching your blood gushing out from the wound in your heart, which cannot be stopped, watching the god of death standing beside you, silently, bit by bit the ecstasy chain When the dot is wrapped around you...

That was Guan Rongyun's greatest fear in his life.

Seeing Guan Rongyun's face turned pale again, Song Xunhua regretted asking too much.He quickly wiped his hands clean, then took off his coat, put it on Guan Rongyun's body, and took his hand to leave.

"Where are you going?"

Song Xunhua didn't continue to finish his remaining eight games, and walked directly towards the entrance and exit of the paradise.

"When I came here just now, I passed a temple, let's go to worship!"

"Goodbye?" It was really a whim...

"You can get rid of the fear and fear in your heart, and you can also ask for a talisman to put on your body, so that you can bless you and never encounter the same thing in the future."

"...I don't believe in God." Guan Rongyun stopped in his tracks.

If there is a god, if the god can really bless him, then why did he come and go through such a journey?

"Your most important person, is he still alive? He didn't die, right?" Song Xunhua asked speculatively.

"..."

"To live is to be blessed."

"..."

yeah, just live...

My most important and most important you, did not die in those several assassinations, neither buried in the soil to rot nor turn into ashes and put in an ashes, neither in heaven nor in hell... My most important and most important you, Now he is standing in front of me with a smile, holding my hand with a warm hand, and talking non-stop with one mouth...

"If there is someone in the world who worries about me and misses me like this, I will definitely live well. I think your most important person is also like this."

"..."

"You don't have to trust God, you can trust me."

"..."

He wanted to believe it.

But such a guarantee is like cotton candy, like popcorn, sweet and puffy, but so illusory, what can be left in the end?

Song Xunhua, have you really forgotten everything?Everything you said and what you did are full of flaws and contradictions...

In the end, Guan Rongyun still let Song Xunhua drag him to the temple to burn incense and worship, burn gold to pray for amulets, toss and toss, and when he stepped out of the temple gate, it was almost dusk.

"That's fine, just write your name on the amulet..." Song Xunhua took Guan Rongyun and sat down in front of the sweet and spicy stall next to the temple, ordered two bowls of sweet and spicy and two bowls of radish soup, and then borrowed a pen from the boss , took out the amulet I had just asked for from the temple and spread it out, found a blank corner and was about to write...

"Hey, I just remembered now, I don't know your name at all."

"..." I'm afraid you haven't even remembered your own name, so how do you know my name...

"Hurry up?"

"Chen...Xiao Bei." Guan Rongyun glanced at the noodle stall beside the stall. The signboard of the noodle stall read "Lin Dabei Yangchun Noodles".

"Chen Xiaobei?? What a strange name...? Is it written like this?" Song Xunhua handed the paper to Guan Rongyun, but Guan Rongyun didn't correct it, just nodded casually, anyway, it doesn't matter whether it is "Little Cup" or "Little Bei", He didn't intend to be blessed by this talisman, because...

"One thing is a bit strange. Have you noticed that the temple just now is almost full of women?" Song Xunhua carefully folded the amulet back to its original shape. Thanks to his dexterity, a complicated gossip shape was smashed in just a few clicks He folded it out.

"..." I finally found out...

"Aren't men saying goodbye these days?" He stuffed the small and exquisitely folded paper gossip back into the yellow talisman bag.

"..." Guan Rongyun was speechless, stretched out his fingers and pointed at the small red characters written on the talisman bag.

"Huh!? Zhushenggong... Tsk tsk, I thought the statue was like Mazu or Guanyin Bodhisattva... They both look similar... Forget it, I have prayed anyway, and there are blessings and blessings!" As he said, he stuffed the amulet into the amulet. In Guan Rongyun's pocket.

"Bless what?"

"It's a natural birth! It's good to have a boy or a girl. The boy is called Xiaoqiang, and the girl is called Xiaohua..."

"..." It's a pity that I can't even give birth to a stone. Otherwise, judging from the cumulative amount of Song Xunhua's unrestrained and rude venting on him so many times in the past few days, it would be the same to give birth to Xiaoqiang or Xiaohua. It's reasonable... just to say that he didn't intend to let this Zhusheng empress bless him at all!Why does this guy always do things so impulsively and without thinking! ?

"Xiao Bei, you can eat more, one person eats and two people make up..." Song Xunhua spoke naturally and considerately, and his attitude without any pretension made the boss beside him shudder.

"..."Maybe it's all just playing tricks on me...Looking at the bowl of sweet and spicy stuffed with oily sauce, it's finally not empty food, eating light liquid food that's neither salty nor oily After eating for several days, Guan Rongyun is indeed a little hungry...

"Ah, wait." Just as Guan Rongyun removed the chopsticks and was about to start, Song Xunhua suddenly reached out and moved the bowl of sweet and spicy to him, and pushed the carrot soup in front of Guan Rongyun instead.

"I forgot that you have a bad stomach, whether it's sweet or not, it's Q and greasy. I'd better help you eat it, so you can drink the soup."

"..." He did it on purpose!It must be on purpose! !It's a pity that he is no longer the boss of a gangster, and he didn't bring a gun with him, otherwise he would have pulled out a gun on the spot and smashed the two bowls of sweet and spicy!

"Xiao Bei, what do you think the children will do well in the future?"

"...Just don't do gangsters..."

At night, Song Xunhua used the same trick again, abducting Guan Rongyun to go to a nearby night market to eat.

"Xiao Bei, I don't know if the oysters in this oyster omelet are fresh or not, otherwise, I will forcefully eat all the oysters for you, and you can just eat the fried oysters."

"..."

"Xiaobei, there is glutinous rice in the small intestine wrapped in the large intestine, which is not very good for your stomach and intestines. Come and give me your intestines and I will help you eat it. You can drink Sishen soup."

"..."

"Xiao Bei, eating fried rice noodles can cause indigestion, especially if your stomach and intestines are not good, you can drink rice noodle soup."

"..."

After walking all the way, Song Xunhua, who ate double servings, made his stomach bulge and hiccupped while walking, while Chen Xiaobei drank a lot of soup, not only didn't feel full, but he kept looking for the toilet...

"Xiaobei, are you tired?" I didn't forget that I was carrying a sick patient with a low fever. Song Xunhua would just find a place to sit and stop and go for a long time. Didn't finish half of the shopping.

"Not tired."

"Let's find a place to sit down." After speaking, he pulled Guan Rongyun down and sat down on the ultra-low stool next to the fishing stall.

"Roll up your sleeves."

"..." He was forced to stuff a piece of paper in his hand, and seeing that the man next to him was already rolling up his sleeves to show off his skills, Guan Rongyun had no choice but to roll up his sleeves slowly...

Song Xunhua's fishing skills are not ordinary bad. He has already caught three fish in one minute, but he didn't catch half of the fish. Facts have proved that quick-tempered people are not suitable for fishing.

And Chen Xiaobei's sleeve rolling speed is not ordinary slow, the people next to him have torn three, and his two sleeves have not been rolled, not to mention Song Xunhua, even the boss sitting in front of him can't see it. I feel a little impatient...

"Roar!" Throwing the broken scoop in his hand, he grabbed Guan Rongyun's arm and disposed of his sleeve in three or two strokes, his mouth still muttering and complaining: "It's just that you are curling around for a long time , distracted me..."

"..." Dragging...

"Boss! Give me five more scoops!"

"... How many fish do you plan to catch?"

"If I don't catch a fish tonight, my ass will never leave this stool... eh?"

Before he finished speaking, Guan Rongyun had already quietly picked up one and poured it into Song Xunhua's empty plastic basin.

"Will one be enough?"

"... A little more is fine..."

"Are two enough?" He silently picked up another one.

"Come to ten!"

"..."

I still don't understand how this Chen Xiaobei's hand works. The white and thin wrist with a bandage on it is holding the fish, and it doesn't seem to be moving, but the little fish stick to each other The paper was taken out of the water, and it was invited into Song Xunhua's little basin that gradually became lively.

"Damn, good god! You might as well change your name to Chen Xiaolao! It's too strong!"

"..." Song Xunhua didn't know about him, Chen Xiaolao... No, he was the boss Guan, who would have died if his father didn't love his mother since he was a child. Can live to grow up.But because of this, when he was still a child in diapers, he was often taken to the night market to collect protection money. The adults were fighting fiercely, and he moved a small stool by himself and went to the fish stall. Sit down, the boss saw that this kid was brought by a group of gangsters, and he didn't dare to accept half of his hair, and let him fish as he wanted. Over time, he has practiced such a good skill at fishing...

"Twenty more!"

"Guest..." It was the boss's turn to turn pale...

"My hands are sore." Guan Rongyun threw away the unbroken Yulazi. Since he was a child who grew up on the street, he certainly knew that it was not easy to make a living on the street.

The boss immediately snatched the pot from Song Xunhua's hand with a grateful face, quickly poured a dozen small fish into a plastic bag, packed them with red plastic ropes, and handed them to Song Xunhua, so as not to wait for the two guests to change their minds again If he intends to get thirty or forty pieces, should he still do business...

"Chen Xiaobei, do you think that rolling up your sleeves is unnecessary?" After taking the fish, Song Xunhua hung the red rope around his wrist, and while helping Guan Rongyun put the sleeves back, he checked the bandage on his wrist.

The bandages were dry and not wet, the wrists were dry, and even the fingers were dry!

"..." Obviously you asked me to do it, but in the end it was you who did it...

Just when he was about to withdraw his hand, a few youths who looked like gangsters passed by them. One of the men with tattoos on his hands and dyed blond hair suddenly pushed him, whether it was intentional or unintentional, Guan Rongyun Being pushed back a few steps, the bag of fish in Song Xunhua's hand almost fell to the floor.

The man didn't apologize for bumping into someone, turned his head and squinted at them, suddenly spit on the ground with his mouth crooked, then stretched out his hand and pointed his middle finger at them, and said viciously, "Look at you? Here! Pervert!"

After speaking, he turned around and returned to the group of laughing and joking gangsters, and left boldly.

"..." I don't know which kind of brat he is, he is so uneducated, no wonder people in this society always look down on gangsters... But what environment did Guan Rongyun grow up in?Naturally, he was not surprised by this kind of local hooligans. When he turned around and wanted to leave, he suddenly found that Song Xunhua who had been standing by his side had disappeared... Looking back, he actually chased those gangsters just now...

"..."

That guy Song Xunhua has always been a hot-headed person who always fights back and scolds back from before to now! ?Because of the disputes caused by his unconvinced and aggressive personality, Guan Rongyun, his boss, has forgotten how many times he wiped the ass of this subordinate when he was in the Green Gang! ?Quickly squeezed the crowd away and followed in Song Xunhua's direction.

The group of gangsters stopped in front of a booth for shooting balloons. Balloon shooting has also advanced these years. Not only did they provide darts for the older generation of players to reminisce about, but they also placed a variety of imitation gas guns for you to choose from.

Song Xunhua didn't directly go up to the conflict, watching the leader of the group pick up every gun for a long time, he also took a gun from the table and paid the boss by the way, as for what kind of gun it was, Anyway, they are all fake. To Boss Song who is used to playing with real guns, are they still not toys?

Guan Rongyun, who was chasing up, felt dizzy when he saw Song Xunhua holding the dick in his hand.Song Xunhua's gun skills were trained by his boss Guan. Whether it's a big gun or a small gun, short-range shooting or long-range sniping, which one is not his forte?What's not fun, let Song Xunhua play guns will be no good!Let alone a gas gun, even with a water gun, Guan Rongyun doesn't doubt that Song Xunhua can use it to make trouble!

"Let's go." He grabbed Song Xunhua's hand and was about to leave.

"I paid for it."

"No more."

"You are afraid of things, Chen Xiaobei."

"..." One sentence made Guan Rongyun so depressed that he almost vomited blood, because he had heard this sentence more than once...