Chapter 1201 (1/2)

Old Yan He Qi was smart. Although he took a few pills and his head was a little numb, it didn't hinder him. Under his powerful brain cells, he quickly reacted to what was going on.

I thought of Zhang Wen for the first time.

If Zhang Wen began to doubt Lao Yan, he must be looking for him everywhere now.

As long as you find it, you can do it without saying a word!

Old Yan knew all about his people. No one could resist two rounds except Zhiyong. Zhang Wen was too fierce. He should avoid it.

The key is that Lao Yan is not afraid of Zhang Wen, but doesn't want to fight it for anyone. He doesn't want to pay for the crime.

If he did it, forget it.

In that case, he would have to die.

But what should I do now? How can we convince Zhang Wen that it's not him?

Lao Yan is thinking, and the brain cells are turning hard.

”Elder brother, or I'll talk to my younger brother and Zhang Wen?” Zhiyong asked tentatively.

Zhiyong has a simple head. He thinks it's a family affair. He can finish it in a word.

”No!” old Yan shook his head. Zhiyong's behavior was purely self defeating. Just imagine that Zhang Wen was angry and wanted to find someone for revenge. Zhiyong's little brother went and told Zhang Wen that they didn't do it.

What would Zhang Wen think?

I'm afraid even if it's not Lao Yan, it will be imposed on him. Maybe the little brother can't come back.

Lao Yan is smart.

”Big brother, or I'll go myself?” once Zhiyong's head begins to short circuit, it is completely burned.

Old Yan Ling glared at him: ”if you want to get another twenty-eight knives, you'll go fucking!”

Zhiyong heard the meaning of Lao Yan's words. He felt cold and stopped talking.

The younger brothers in the room didn't dare to say anything, waiting for Lao Yan to make up his mind.

A group of big men, some wearing only a pair of underwear, some squatting there without wearing anything, like a living Chun palace, but after reading it, most people will feel sick and feel that there is something wrong with Lao Yan's style.

There's meat to eat with Lao Yan and girls to play with. Who doesn't want to?

Life is rotten. That's a sarcastic remark made by people who can't live without it~

These little brothers have fun these days, and their faces are full of satisfaction.

Such a day, let them live a lifetime not too tired.

Play, who has enough?

Lao Yan thought about it and finally felt that he had to come forward himself.

If you find a younger brother or something, Zhang Wen will not believe it.

It can be counterproductive.

But don't say it. He's really afraid that Zhang Wen will rush over and fight with him. Isn't he the unlucky man?

Thinking of this, Lao Yan asked one of his younger brothers to come to the mobile phone and heard Zhang Wen's mobile phone number.

With an uneasy heart.

At this moment, Lao Yan's little heart beat fast. I don't know how long it has been. He hasn't had a direct conflict with Zhang Wen, and even forgot his initial fear. However, listening to the beep on the phone, his face still became ugly.

Speaking is a skill. Lao Yan can use this skill quite flexibly.

He is quite confident about this.

”Hello.” after a while, an empty and decadent voice answered.

This voice is mine.