Chapter 1207: Shang Shaoyan's friends are so awkward to talk?

Chapter 1207 Shang Shaoyan’s friends all speak so badly?

At twelve o'clock in the night, Shi Luo arrived in Feicheng as promised.

Bai Xiaohu drove her back to the three-story building on Second Street.

Rarely out of Zong Zhan's control, Siluo got out of the car like a new life

and asked for a cigarette from Bai Xiaohu, leaning on the car door to savor

the fragrance of nicotine.

After a while, Bai Yan strode to the steps outside, biting cigarettes at the

corner of his mouth, and said in a vague voice: "It’s not dead on the road,

it’s not bad."

Siluo moved her head up and spit out smoke, "Where are they?"

"Near the Lao-Myanmar handover." Bai Yan took the cigarette ** from the

corner of his mouth and bounced it to the ground and crushed it.

Shi Luo pointed the ashes with her index finger, "No way, the hero is always

lonely."

Bai Yan walked across to her, sneered in an annoyed manner, "I almost got

myself in, and he has a face to call a hero?"

"The mascot has done this kind of thing too." Silo said leisurely.

Bai Yan sarcasm mercilessly, "She is the mascot, and you are the evil thing.

Can this be compared?"

Silo stopped talking.

It’s not awkward, but the main reason is that the immediate situation requires

a proper bowing of the head.

The two went into the living room after smoking cigarettes. Silo slumped

tiredly on the sofa and pressed her forehead, “I heard that the country is

going to attack that team recently. I’m here to help secretly.”

Bai Yan took the mineral water bottle and threw it to her lap, "Who is there

to help?"

Silo was silent for two seconds, staring at Bai Yan with a look of stupid eyes

for a long time, "Do you need to ask?"

"Room 7 on the second floor, I want to sleep and clean up by myself."

Bai Yan put down her long legs and got up and left.

……

On the second floor, the room is not too messy, but somewhat dusty.

Si Luo simply sorted it out, then opened the window and looked at the night in

a daze.

The April of Feicheng is warmer than that of the Imperial Palace, and there is

not much pollution from neon lights, and the sky is full of stars and moons.

Suddenly there was the sound of a vehicle's engine from downstairs, Shi Luo

didn't care, and she stood for a while and planned to go to bed.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the room was rang.

The knock on the door is not hurried or slow, and it is especially clear in

the quiet night.

Silo stepped forward to open the door, still muttering, "Next time you will

let me clean up the room, I will tell you..."

"Follow, me, what, what?"

In the dark corridor outside the door, Zong Zhan's face in a white shirt

appeared like a Yan Luo in the field of vision.

Silo was about to close the door with his backhand, but the man used his

leather shoes to push into the crack of the door forcibly.

Not only that, it may be too angry, Zong Zhan returned his hand and slammed

the door, shaking the dust off the door frame with great force.

Shi Luo looked at him helplessly and speechlessly, wondering whether Uncle

Zong had leaked her whereabouts, or did the dog find it out by himself?

"Do you dare to enter the base of Yan League boss?"

What did Zong Zhan say?

He raised his eyebrows with a sneer expression, "Isn't it a warehouse selling

fried rice."

Outside the door, Bai Yan rubbed his eyebrows, and glanced at Bai Xiaoniu and

Bai Xiaohu beside him, "Shang Shaoyan's friends are so awkward to talk?"

He Chen is fine, why is Zong Zhan also such a deadly virtue?

There is also the baby face on Wenxi Island, and every one of them is

poisonous, like drinking poison.

Bai Xiaoniu and Bai Xiaohu smirked and did not dare to pick up. Black father’s

friends, they couldn’t afford it either.

In less than half a minute, there was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the room.

White Mavericks lay on the door and listened without fear. After a while, they

began to whisper, "The teacup is broken, the lighter has exploded, Sister M is

cursing..."

Bai Yan and Bai Xiaohu watched coldly, even if they didn’t see the ‘battle

situation’ inside, they knew how intense they were.

Bai Xiaohu scratched his head and asked: "Brother Bai, do you want to persuade

you to fight? I feel that Ms. M may not be able to beat that master."

"She can't beat you, can you beat it?" Bai Yan put his hands in his pockets,

with a playful expression on his face, "Goblin fighting, what's the matter

with you."

While teasing, Silo’s exclamation suddenly sounded in the room, not too big or

too small, similar to screaming.

Immediately afterwards, there was another sound of heavy objects falling, and

the world was quiet.

Bai Yan took out his mobile phone to check the time, and slapped his tongue,

"Is this physical fitness, less than five minutes?"

The words fell, and Silo's call rang from the door, "Don't ** listen to the

corner, come in and help."

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows steeply, raised his chin and signaled, "Go in and

take a look."

The two men and the bull and the tiger kicked the door open together, and the

scene in front of them was terrible.

In short, everything that should have been placed on the table was thrown on

the ground, and the pillows were not spared.

Bai Yan was still leaning against the window sill in the corridor, and one of

the cabinet doors was dropped from the wall cabinet in front of him.

He raised his foot and walked in. Before he could ridicule, he saw Zong Zhan

lying upright on the ground.

While Shi Luo stood by his leg, kicked him with high heels in a messy hair,

"Don't pretend to be garlic, get up quickly."

"I can't get up." Zong Zhan was wearing a white shirt, with two buttons open

at the neckline, and three scratches on his exposed chest.

He has always been tough and cold, even if he is injured, he will not show any

pain.

Only the frowning eyebrows reveal a bit of tolerable pain.

Zong Zhan was injured.

Like Li Jun back then, he hurt the man’s essence, his waist.

This matter, I don't blame Shi Luo, I can only say that at the moment of an

accident, Zong Zhan instinctively made the choice to protect Shi Luo.

A few minutes ago, the two of them choked on each other when they met, and

then they broke into a fight.

Silo doesn’t like his domineering control.

And Zong Zhan's heart was even more blocked, and she was annoyed that she

would cooperate with the smelly old man at home to deal with him.

It is not the first time that the two of them have fought with each other. Shi

Luo's physical strength is not as good as his, but it is worse than his

dexterity.

Just like that, I hit the ground for a few minutes. Silo’s high heels stepped

on the shards of the teacup under her feet, and she was about to fall on the

piece of glass slag. Zong Zhan took advantage of the opportunity to protect

her in his arms, and both fell to the ground under inertia. .

Xi Luo has her feet, but the problem is not big.

Zong Zhan was out of luck, and his back just hit the debris on the floor.

At this time, Siluo lost one of the high heels on her feet. When she was on

tiptoe looking for the shoes, Zong Zhan said in a low voice: "Don't ** look

for it, the shoes are behind my waist."

Everyone: "..."

Shi Luo stared at the man's face carefully, "Really, really can't get up?"

Zong Zhan closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, "Bai Yan, do me a

favor."

There were fragments stuck in the back of his waist, and his bones happened to

be slapped by Silo's high heels.

can be described as injury to injury.

Xi Luo pursed the corner of his mouth suspiciously, suspecting that he was

groaning without illness.

Bai Yan seemed to see something, stepped forward and handed Bai Xiaohu a gaze,

"Hands."

The two worked together to help Zong Zhan up. The blood stains on the floor

and the broken heels of high heels fully demonstrated that Zong Zhan's injury

was more serious than expected.

Siluo looked down at the broken heels, and unconsciously murmured a sentence

that made Zong Zhan almost runaway, "Hey, the heels are broken..."

(End of this chapter)