C359 (1/2)

”Big brother, your hand...” Wu Ziqiu looked at Lu Chong and then at his brother. He couldn't help shivering.

His brother is what strength, he is very clear, especially his brother is strong in strength, now he was defeated by Lu Chong.

He just felt a sense of urination in his crotch. He almost peed without holding back.

He said with a thick face: ”Lu Chong, this matter is really a misunderstanding, we don't want this parking space, you let the taxi driver stop at will!”

”What do you mean by misunderstanding? Your brother and I misunderstood each other. I have a half dime relationship with you? ” Lu Chong stepped forward and slapped Wu Ziqiu in the face and said unhappily.

Wu Ziqiu's eyes filled with tears again.

Didn't you say it was a misunderstanding? Now the misunderstanding has been explained clearly. Why should I be slapped in the face? Don't think my face is white and easy to bully!

Wu Ziqiu's heart was filled with anger, which seemed to burst out at any time. He just looked at his brother's hand. He hung his head around his neck, and his body seemed to be drained of strength.

”Lord Lu, this matter really has nothing to do with me, so I'll go first!” With courage, Wu Ziqiu finally uttered a word.

Bang!

Only when he finished, Lu Chong slapped him on the face again.

”Your fiancee was robbed by me, and you are still so counselled! Didn't you always want to hit me? Come on, give you a chance, hit me here Lu Chong patted his face and said with a smile.

”Lord Lu, don't make fun of me. I have a bad heart and can't stand your trouble!” Wu Ziqiu was about to cry again. He regretted that he had not learned martial arts in recent years, so he put his mind on learning.

Lu Chong's face was cold and said, ”who is special? I'm kidding you. If you don't slap me today, I'll never finish with you!”

Hearing this, Wu Ziqiu knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Nima, this is the rhythm of wolf before and tiger after!

If you don't smoke Lu Chong, you'll have to deal with him.

Does he dare to smoke? He didn't dare to lend him ten courage.

On Wu Ziqiu's face, the tears were like a broken kite, and they ran up to the ground. ”Lord Lu, I'm wrong, I'm really wrong!”

Lu Chong, with his hands on his back, clearly looked like a little old man. He looked down at Wu Ziqiu and asked in a soft voice, ”Oh, yes, which monk said that you can correct mistakes. There is no big difference. It's not bad. Confucianism can teach you!”

As he spoke, Lu Chong stretched out his hand again, ready to pat Wu Ziqiu on the face.

He can't help it! Wu Ziqiu's face was so white that he compared countless women's faces. Who did he not smoke?

Seeing Lu Chong's hand toward his own face, Wu Ziqiu instinctively hid, worried that he would slap himself in the face.

”You're paralyzed. I don't fan you. What are you hiding from?” Lu Chong sees the other side to dare to hide himself, can't help but get angry.

He just wanted to pat the boy's face, and it didn't hurt. He wanted to hide.

”You really don't fan me?” Wu Ziqiu was skeptical.

”Put your face here!” Lu Chong did not give too much explanation.

”No stretch!”

”Stretch or not?”

When Lu Chong said this for the second time, Wu Ziqiu could not help but stretch out his face.

”By the way, that's good enough. I like it!” Lu Chong said with a smile.