Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

The narrow breakfast shop is overcrowded.

Six or seven square tables with a few benches are all furnishings.

Wu Bei and Su Qing were squeezed into a corner, sitting face to face, the kind where they could bump into each other even when they lowered their heads.

Su Qing was holding fried dough sticks in her left hand and soybean milk in her right hand. She didn't look like a lady when she was wearing a nurse's outfit, but she was more real and lovely.

Wu Bei was the same as usual, drinking porridge slowly.

This was the first time he was so close to Su Qing. After careful observation, he found that Su Qing's eyelashes were very long, and his skin was as delicate as a freshly peeled egg.

Another sneak peek, Wu Bei was caught straight.

Su Qing snorted vaguely: "Why do you always look at me?"

"Because it looks good, I love watching it!"

Wu Bei blurted out.

"Eh? Keke..."

Su Qing was choked suddenly and coughed violently.

Wu Bei hurriedly grabbed the napkin and handed it over: "You...are you okay?"

After coughing for a while, Su Qing stopped blushing, rolled his eyes and curled his lips: "Are you always so old-fashioned when talking to girls? Why don't you just go up and ask for WeChat."

Wu Bei quickly took out his phone: "Okay, let me scan you."

"I fainted!"

Facing such a straight man of steel, Su Qing felt helpless as if he had punched cotton.

After wechat each other, Wu Bei cheerfully revised the notes.

As if suddenly remembering something, Su Qing grabbed the half-gnawed fried dough stick and pointed at Wu Bei: "By the way, who allowed you to call me Qingqing just now!"

"Then what's my name? I can't say you're my mother, can I?" Wu Bei continued to poke the screen without raising his head.

After finally changing the notes, Wu Bei raised his head inertially, just in time to bite on the fried dough stick that Su Qing pointed at him.

In an instant, Su Qing petrified, his eyes widened: "Hey, I ate it!"

"What are you afraid of, I don't despise you." Wu Bei smirked foolishly.

"Damn it, that's not what I meant!"

"Jingle Bell.."

The rapid ringtone of the phone interrupted the subtlety of the two of them in an instant.

Seeing that it was Wang Shun's number, Wu Bei pressed the answer button, and at the same time took a natural bite of the fried dough stick.

"Brother Wu, Yu'er and Broken Zuihu were arrested. We were in the hotel. When we opened our eyes, someone knocked on the door, some with knives, and some with handcuffs..."

Wang Shunyu yelled incoherently, obviously being greatly frightened.

Although he didn't know what happened to them, Wu Bei tried his best to comfort him: "Don't worry about Shunzi, just give me the address, and I'll go there right away!"

“Greentree Inn near Huayuan Road, Fuxing District..”

After hanging up the phone, Wu Bei directly pulled Su Qing to pay the bill, and then stopped a taxi for her, explaining guiltily.

After seeing off the beauty, Wu Bei quickly took a taxi to meet Wang Shun.

...

The standard triple room was messy.

Quilts and pillows were thrown all over the floor, blood spots the size of fists could be seen everywhere on the walls and floor stalls, and Wang Shun, with a bruised nose and swollen face, was smoking half a cigarette, his body and gaping teeth trembling.

It took him a lot of effort just now to finally explain what happened clearly.

After the three of them were driven away from the hospital by Wu Bei last night, they found a small restaurant for supper. During this period, Qi Jinlong ran into a friend who sold second-hand cars and asked him to help him find a Mercedes-Benz in better condition. The friend teased Qi Jinlong No money for down payment.

Qi Jinlong, who drank a few more glasses of wine, was impatient, and directly asked the other party to see his balance, and boasted that he had earned more than [-] today, which Wang Shun and Luo Hui couldn't stop.

Later, the three of them ran to the hotel to get a room, but they were blocked by a few young people early this morning.

Wu Bei frowned and asked, "You said the person is Qi Jinlong's elder brother?"

Wang Shun nodded his head: "Well, he was the one who hit the hardest. He scolded Jinlong for not following the rules of the world, and asked me to inform you to return the 50 bonus from Boss Deng, otherwise..."

"Fuck, it's not enough to take advantage!"

Wu Bei rolled his eyes and cursed.

The thing is obvious, Qi Jinlong's boss knew that they helped Boss Deng get back the "dead debt", and he was jealous.

But the problem is that more than half of the 50 has already been repaid for Luo Hu. If they give it again, it means that they have to pay it out of their own pockets.

Wang Shun said cowardly: "Brother Wu, they told us to go to the lottery shop before lunch, why don't we call the police?"

Wu Bei shook his head directly. It would be more troublesome to call the police. First of all, the way he asked for the account would not be seen. In case Luo Hu kept talking nonsense, he would even report the matter of beating Han Wei himself.

Wang Shun touched Wu Qing's eyes and sighed: "But...50! Where can we get it!"

Wu Bei patted him on the back to comfort him: "You find a place to treat the injury on your face first, and you should go to work when you're done, and I'll take care of the rest. Don't tell anyone about this, I'll call you later!"

Wang Shun murmured heavily nasally: "Brother Wu..."

"Don't worry, I will do everything!" Wu Bei smiled confidently.