urban evil king

Twenty minutes later, Han Xingye walked out of the passage. This little girl looked a lot changed. Her baby-fat face was slightly thinner, and she lost some cuteness and innocence, but she now had a more disastrous taste.The originally white and tender skin has become a healthy wheat color, and even his head looks a little taller, and his whole body exudes a sassy smell.The female soldiers of the Chinese Republic are just different.

However, in the next second, Wang Zheng withdrew the above evaluation.

Because Han Xingye also saw them, he clenched his hands into fists, his face full of excitement, and let out a horrific scream!

Ah!

The extremely high-decibel cry echoed in the hall, and everyone looked sideways.

At this moment, Wang Zheng and the others really wanted to pretend that they didn't know this girl.

However, Han Xingye rushed over with the suitcase excitedly, shouting as he ran, "Ah, Shishi, ah, sister, ah, Wang Zheng, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, do you have any?" Want to kill me, do you want to kill me?"

"Dead woman, don't be ashamed to lose face, whoever shouts here, does she have the demeanor of a famous lady!" Although Shangguan Shishi said so, she was still jumping and jumping with Han Xingye in her arms.She was naturally very excited when her best friend returned.

"What about you, do you miss me?" Han Xingye looked at Wang Zheng while hugging Shangguan Shishi and Sheng Fei.

"We miss you very much." Wang Zheng smiled warmly. The feeling that good friends are by his side made him very satisfied. It is a rare feeling that should be cherished.

"Let's go eat quickly, the plane meal is really bad, I'm already so hungry that my chest sticks to my back." Han Xingye said, patting his chest.

Wang Zheng followed Han Xingye's hand to look at a certain part of her, and immediately said with contempt: "Your chest is attached to your back, and there is still so much distance between your chest and back."

Han Xingye didn't show weakness, he puffed out his chest on purpose, swayed a few times, and said, "Miss Ben is good at money, do you envy her?"

"Okay, don't bicker as soon as we meet, Xiao Ye, what do you want to eat?" Sheng Fei asked.

"Eat donkey meat fire!" Han Xingye said excitedly: "I won't lie to you, this is what I want to eat the most these days. When I mention Lao Tan's donkey meat fire, my mouth waters!"

"Okay, then let's go now." Wang Zheng opened the car door and said, "Let's fly over at a very low altitude."

"Hurry up, I can't wait! What if Old Tan's house is sold out?" Wang Zheng drove the car, Han Xingye kept urging him along the way.

"Miss, I'm already speeding." Wang Zheng said helplessly, "I'll definitely be at Old Tan's house within half an hour, how about it?"

"Then hurry up." Han Xingye still couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food: "I don't care, I must eat Lao Tan's donkey meat fire today."

"You're just greedy." Wang Zheng smiled and stepped up the gas pedal again.

Donkey meat fire is a famous snack in the capital of China and its surrounding areas. As the name suggests, it is practical to sandwich cooked donkey meat into a hot fire.The taste of the fire is crispy, the donkey meat is fat but not greasy, the aftertaste is mellow, and the aroma is attractive. Once you eat it, you will definitely be addicted.

Donkey-flavored food stalls can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys of the capital, whether foreigners or locals often linger, and among the numerous donkey-flavored stalls in the capital, Lao Tan’s is the most famous.

Old man Tan only cooks two large pots of donkey meat every day, and sells them at [-] o'clock at noon, and closes the stall when they are sold out. Moreover, his donkey meat is always better than others. It is said that it is a secret recipe handed down from the ancestors.Every day, people lined up at the door of Lao Tan's house waiting to buy firewood. There could be a long queue.Even Lao Tan's donkey meat fire was on the food program of China Central Television, and it became famous for a while.

As expected, by the time Wang Zheng and the others arrived, there was already a long queue in front of Lao Tan's house, and it was estimated that there must be at least forty or fifty people.

"Oh my god, why are there so many people?" Han Xingye's face suddenly became bitter.

"I can't help it, who asked you to name and eat from Lao Tan's family?" Wang Zheng said with a smile, "Why don't you go to another house?"

"No, I want to eat from Lao Tan's family." Han Xingye said stubbornly, "His family's donkey meat is delicious."

Wang Zheng spread his hands helplessly: "Then we have to wait in line honestly."

The team moved very fast, and Wang Zheng and Han Xingye were getting more and more worried, because old man Tan only cooked two big pots of donkey meat every day, and sold a little less. They were really worried that they would be sold out when it was their turn to buy. .

Fortunately, when it was Wang Zheng's turn to buy, the donkey meat left in the pot was only enough for four people.

"I want it all." Wang Zheng waved his hand, ready to pay.

Looking at the bright color of donkey meat and thinking about the fat but not greasy taste, Han Xingye could hardly control himself.

But at this moment, a black LaCrosse suddenly galloped from the alley, slammed on the brakes, and stopped in front of Lao Tan's store.

The car door opened, and a tall, thin man in short sleeves and sunglasses got out of the driver's seat. He hurried over and said to the salesperson of Lao Tan's house, "How much donkey meat is left to burn? I want it all!"

The salesperson said in embarrassment: "I'm really sorry, the last few donkey meat fires were all bought by this gentleman, why don't you come early tomorrow?"

Wang Zheng was carrying the bag and was about to leave, but the tall and thin man stopped Wang Zheng and said, "My friend, let me burn your donkey meat."

This man's way of speaking made Wang Zheng very upset. If he had pleaded hard or had a more normal tone, maybe Wang Zheng could still refuse him calmly, but this guy has to put on a condescending look, no wonder Killer Wang was upset.

Seeing that Wang Zheng didn't move, the tall and thin man thought he was hesitating, so he took out four red large denomination Huaxia coins from his wallet, patted them in front of Wang Zheng, and said, "400 yuan, buy your four Donkey meat on fire."

"Have I agreed to sell it?" Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Han Xingye sized up the thin and tall man like a curious baby, and then sized up Wang Zheng. Finally, his interest in watching the theater surpassed that of donkey meat. Han Xingye, who always liked to cause trouble, realized that he had just arrived in the capital It feels really good to see Wang Zheng stepping on people.

The tall and thin man looked at Wang Zheng, with a trace of surprise on the corner of his mouth, but it was replaced by a look of disdain. In his opinion, whatever his young master wants to do, he can do it. None of the young master's people came to a good end.

"You'd better agree," said the tall, thin man, not without threat.

Wang Zheng was depressed. Why are there so many people in this world who are overconfident? He was the first to line up, and this guy came later than himself. Why can he put on such a coquettish look?Why can he put on such a bullying look?

"Each donkey meat burns 1 yuan, and I agree to sell it to you." Wang Zheng glanced at the license plate of the Mercedes-Benz, and said with a smile.Twenty minutes later, Han Xingye walked out of the passage. This little girl looked a lot changed. Her baby-fat face was slightly thinner, and she lost some cuteness and innocence, but she now had a more disastrous taste.The originally white and tender skin has become a healthy wheat color, and even his head looks a little taller, and his whole body exudes a sassy smell.The female soldiers of the Chinese Republic are just different.

However, in the next second, Wang Zheng withdrew the above evaluation.

Because Han Xingye also saw them, he clenched his hands into fists, his face full of excitement, and let out a horrific scream!

Ah!

The extremely high-decibel cry echoed in the hall, and everyone looked sideways.

At this moment, Wang Zheng and the others really wanted to pretend that they didn't know this girl.

However, Han Xingye rushed over with the suitcase excitedly, shouting as he ran, "Ah, Shishi, ah, sister, ah, Wang Zheng, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, do you have any?" Want to kill me, do you want to kill me?"

"Dead woman, don't be ashamed to lose face, whoever shouts here, does she have the demeanor of a famous lady!" Although Shangguan Shishi said so, she was still jumping and jumping with Han Xingye in her arms.She was naturally very excited when her best friend returned.

"What about you, do you miss me?" Han Xingye looked at Wang Zheng while hugging Shangguan Shishi and Sheng Fei.

"We miss you very much." Wang Zheng smiled warmly. The feeling that good friends are by his side made him very satisfied. It is a rare feeling that should be cherished.

"Let's go eat quickly, the plane meal is really bad, I'm already so hungry that my chest sticks to my back." Han Xingye said, patting his chest.

Wang Zheng followed Han Xingye's hand to look at a certain part of her, and immediately said with contempt: "Your chest is attached to your back, and there is still so much distance between your chest and back."

Han Xingye didn't show weakness, he puffed out his chest on purpose, swayed a few times, and said, "Miss Ben is good at money, do you envy her?"

"Okay, don't bicker as soon as we meet, Xiao Ye, what do you want to eat?" Sheng Fei asked.

"Eat donkey meat fire!" Han Xingye said excitedly: "I won't lie to you, this is what I want to eat the most these days. When I mention Lao Tan's donkey meat fire, my mouth waters!"

"Okay, then let's go now." Wang Zheng opened the car door and said, "Let's fly over at a very low altitude."

"Hurry up, I can't wait! What if Old Tan's house is sold out?" Wang Zheng drove the car, Han Xingye kept urging him along the way.

"Miss, I'm already speeding." Wang Zheng said helplessly, "I'll definitely be at Old Tan's house within half an hour, how about it?"

"Then hurry up." Han Xingye still couldn't resist the temptation of delicious food: "I don't care, I must eat Lao Tan's donkey meat fire today."

"You're just greedy." Wang Zheng smiled and stepped up the gas pedal again.

Donkey meat fire is a famous snack in the capital of China and its surrounding areas. As the name suggests, it is practical to sandwich cooked donkey meat into a hot fire.The taste of the fire is crispy, the donkey meat is fat but not greasy, the aftertaste is mellow, and the aroma is attractive. Once you eat it, you will definitely be addicted.

Donkey-flavored food stalls can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys of the capital, whether foreigners or locals often linger, and among the numerous donkey-flavored stalls in the capital, Lao Tan’s is the most famous.

Old man Tan only cooks two large pots of donkey meat every day, and sells them at [-] o'clock at noon, and closes the stall when they are sold out. Moreover, his donkey meat is always better than others. It is said that it is a secret recipe handed down from the ancestors.Every day, people lined up at the door of Lao Tan's house waiting to buy firewood. There could be a long queue.Even Lao Tan's donkey meat fire was on the food program of China Central Television, and it became famous for a while.

As expected, by the time Wang Zheng and the others arrived, there was already a long queue in front of Lao Tan's house, and it was estimated that there must be at least forty or fifty people.

"Oh my god, why are there so many people?" Han Xingye's face suddenly became bitter.

"I can't help it, who asked you to name and eat from Lao Tan's family?" Wang Zheng said with a smile, "Why don't you go to another house?"

"No, I want to eat from Lao Tan's family." Han Xingye said stubbornly, "His family's donkey meat is delicious."

Wang Zheng spread his hands helplessly: "Then we have to wait in line honestly."

The team moved very fast, and Wang Zheng and Han Xingye were getting more and more worried, because old man Tan only cooked two big pots of donkey meat every day, and sold a little less. They were really worried that they would be sold out when it was their turn to buy. .

Fortunately, when it was Wang Zheng's turn to buy, the donkey meat left in the pot was only enough for four people.

"I want it all." Wang Zheng waved his hand, ready to pay.

Looking at the bright color of donkey meat and thinking about the fat but not greasy taste, Han Xingye could hardly control himself.

But at this moment, a black LaCrosse suddenly galloped from the alley, slammed on the brakes, and stopped in front of Lao Tan's store.

The car door opened, and a tall, thin man in short sleeves and sunglasses got out of the driver's seat. He hurried over and said to the salesperson of Lao Tan's house, "How much donkey meat is left to burn? I want it all!"

The salesperson said in embarrassment: "I'm really sorry, the last few donkey meat fires were all bought by this gentleman, why don't you come early tomorrow?"

Wang Zheng was carrying the bag and was about to leave, but the tall and thin man stopped Wang Zheng and said, "My friend, let me burn your donkey meat."

This man's way of speaking made Wang Zheng very upset. If he had pleaded hard or had a more normal tone, maybe Wang Zheng could still refuse him calmly, but this guy has to put on a condescending look, no wonder Killer Wang was upset.

Seeing that Wang Zheng didn't move, the tall and thin man thought he was hesitating, so he took out four red large denomination Huaxia coins from his wallet, patted them in front of Wang Zheng, and said, "400 yuan, buy your four Donkey meat on fire."

"Have I agreed to sell it?" Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Han Xingye sized up the thin and tall man like a curious baby, and then sized up Wang Zheng. Finally, his interest in watching the theater surpassed that of donkey meat. Han Xingye, who always liked to cause trouble, realized that he had just arrived in the capital It feels really good to see Wang Zheng stepping on people.

The tall and thin man looked at Wang Zheng, with a trace of surprise on the corner of his mouth, but it was replaced by a look of disdain. In his opinion, whatever his young master wants to do, he can do it. None of the young master's people came to a good end.

"You'd better agree," said the tall, thin man, not without threat.

Wang Zheng was depressed. Why are there so many people in this world who are overconfident? He was the first to line up, and this guy came later than himself. Why can he put on such a coquettish look?Why can he put on such a bullying look?

"Each donkey meat burns 1 yuan, and I agree to sell it to you." Wang Zheng glanced at the license plate of the Mercedes-Benz, and said with a smile.