C8 (2/2)

You guys don't even know how to use your seniority to plunder the pocket money from the monks in the front courtyard, right?

Duan Hong's tears rolled in his eyes as he realized the grievance that had been written all over his face. He quickly stopped Deadwood and said, ”First Master, forget it, I will teach my junior brother a good lesson in the future. Oh right, where is the Wang Family in First Master? What's the name of the great-grandson? ”

”It seems to be Haizhong City. That great-grandson is called Wang — — Right!”

< p > ”What!”

< p > Wang You?

Haha, I don't know if you still remember me, this country bumpkin. Back then at school, you were so arrogant and arrogant, I hope you can keep it up.

Duan Hong fiercely gritted his teeth as he bid farewell to the three old monks. After Duan Hong left the Ku Chan Temple, the sun had already set in the west.

”Goodbye, it's my Ku Chan Temple.”

< p > ”Goodbye, my memories filled Zen Room.”

Duan Hong waved his hand and muttered to himself.

With a face full of worry, he faced the direction of White Sand Village and said, ”Goodbye, Widow Bai. ”Goodbye old man Bai, I will miss your black chicken egg.”

”Senior Brother, where are we going now?”

The scene of when he was a child once again surfaced in Duan Hong's mind. At that time, he was only six or seven years old and had just started school.

At that time, Duan Hong was extremely obedient and spoke very little.

He came from the countryside and went to school in the city, but Wang You was a genuine city dweller. His family had money, and his grandfather was the factory manager of the steel factory, he had a lot of power.

Wang Right had joined many of his classmates to bully Duan Hong. Nearly a decade had passed since this incident.

Duan Hong still vividly remembered something, because Wang You had once left him an unerasable memory.

”Go to the Su Family first. I still have one thing to do, and as for Wang You — why not make him suffer a little?”

Duan Hong dialed Yan Xiaowen's number from a phone booth.

”Boss Yan, are you free today? I hope that you can help me find a place to stay. Today, I left the Ku Chan Temple, hmm — okay, I'll wait for you at the village entrance in White Sand Village. ”

< p > Duan Hong hung up.

< p > ”Senior?” I didn't think that other than the monk from Ku Chan Temple, you would actually know the people outside? ”

Appreciation and envy filled her heart as she looked at Duan Hong.

Duan Hong smiled and said, ”I just got to know you today. He said he would drive over to pick us up, and we'll wait for him at the head of the village of White Sand. ”

The two of them walked along the stone steps towards the entrance of White Sand Village.

Duan Hong thought of this older junior brother.

When he first came here, he was overweeningly arrogant. He often bullied Duan Hong, and relying on his ability that no one else knew, Duan Hong had suffered quite a bit.

It was also because of that time that he left an unforgettable impression on. From then on, he was the only one to follow Duan Hong's lead.

Me?” He had done everything, cleaning the dishes, washing the toilet, washing the dishes, and — playing football. But he hadn't done it well, if he hadn't come to Withering Zen Temple.

He scratched his red Mohican hair.

Duan Hong believed that what Ming Dong said was true, because the power of the heat of comprehension was probably not even as strong as Duan Hong, because the heat of comprehension would definitely play with fire.

The two of them arrived at White Sand Village and stood at the village entrance, constantly looking in the direction of Su Ming.

After a while, a white limousine slowly approached.

< p > ”Wow, he's here to pick us up?”

His eyes went straight.

Duan Hong did not dare to confirm until the Lincoln stopped and the driver opened the back door. When Yan Xiaowen got out of the car, he was sure that he was there to pick them up.

”Brother Duan, I'm sorry to keep you waiting.”

Yan Xiaowen laughed as he stretched out his right hand.

Duan Hong nodded, and conveniently placed the bundle on his shoulder into his hands. He said: ”This is my junior brother, help him take down the bow.”

< p > ”F * ck!” Senior Brother you — you really are my idol. ”

He couldn't believe his eyes, his senior brother was actually being greeted by such a big boss.

The big boss seemed to be very happy and followed behind his senior brother like a dog.

How did he do it?

I will definitely learn from you and pay my respects to you!

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