Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 282
A jeep drove in front of an old courtyard in the north of the city. Two young men guarding the gate on one left and one on the right looked alert, and at the same time took out the cannons attached to their waists to catch up with the vehicle.

The rear door kicked open, and Song Yi grabbed the knot behind Pan Wenhui with one hand and dragged him out of the car like a dead dog.

"Who are you, let go of Master Xiao Hui!"

Lin Yuzhu got out of the car slowly, her eyes sharpened, and she walked behind one of the young people in a few steps.

zizizizi~
Lie down for three seconds.

The other person was dumbfounded, and aimed at Lin Yuzhu with a cannon, with fierce eyes.

"What are you doing!"

He thought that the tall and strong man was the opponent, but he didn't expect this woman to walk with flashes!
It's so fast that you can't see clearly, just like a broken light bulb, it flashes over every once in a while!
What kind of internal skill master is this? !
Lin Yuzhu didn't want to talk to him at all, her figure flickered, going back and forth in and out of the space.

Tata rested her chin, waving her chubby hand back and forth, with golden brilliance blooming at her fingertips.

Lin Yuzhu, who was infused with energy, ran as fast as lightning. Standing behind the young man, she hit him with a pen and electric baton on his back, the indicator light flickered, and the electric current sounded.

plop~
The young man finally knew how his brother lay down in three seconds, rolling his eyes and twitching non-stop.

Lin Yuzhu picked up the box of cannons, held them in each hand, looked at the smoothed rifling in one of them with distaste, and threw it into the space.

"really behind"

He took out a holster from the young man, put it upside down on the handle, and immediately turned into a miniature submachine gun.

Song Yi was taken aback by the snappy action, but also angry.

He had only seen her fight twice with his own eyes, and never knew she had other skills.

How many things about her did he not know? !
It was well planned just now, now show him this trick? !

The movement at the door attracted many people, and they all rushed out of the main room.

Lin Yuzhu quickly scanned around, with a complicated expression on her face.

That's it?

Suddenly back to the era of cold weapons?
It's either a knife or a stick, it really is a poor county
"Who are you, what are you doing!"

The one who was shouting was a big bearded man with a scar in the corner of his eye, his eyes were stern, and he was holding a Type 54 in his hand.

Song Yi led Pan Wenhui, who was already unconscious, with one hand, the black muzzle of the gun was on top of his head, and his face was stern.

"Find Wang Zhaoyu!"

"Then what do you mean by making Master Xiaohui like this!"

Scarface held the gun in both hands and pointed back and forth at Song Yi and Lin Yuzhu. He raised his chin, and the people next to him quickly rushed up to surround the three of them.

Lin Yuzhu raised her arm, pointed her sight at the scarred face, and smiled, "It's my first visit, I brought a meeting gift."

"Who wants to see me? Let them in."

An angry voice came from the main room, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way.

Lin Yuzhu and Song Yi looked at each other and strode forward.

Only Pan Wenhui was dragged on the ground.

"Ok?"

Another muffled voice sounded in the main room.

Lin Yuzhu glanced in the middle, was slightly taken aback, and then raised a dignified and gentle smile.

"Brother Hong."

"Ah."

Fourth Brother Hong was wearing a dark blue shirt and trousers, and he was sitting upright.

The teacup on the mahogany square table curled up with steam.

She looked at Lin Yuzhu in surprise.

The last time I saw this woman was at Xiao's house.

She is full of grace and demeanor, dignified and free and easy.

Unexpectedly, the posture of holding the gun is quite standard, and it is not the first time to hold a gun.

Wang Zhaoyu glanced at his nephew who was limp on the ground, his trousers were covered with mud, his eyes flashed, but his face was calm and composed.

"Why, Fourth Brother Hong also knows them?"

"Well, friend."

Brother Hong didn't talk much, he was playing with the golden windproof lighter in his hand, "Bring them two stools."

"Looking at the tea." Wang Zhaoyu raised his hand, and immediately someone moved the stool to the tea set.

He stared at Lin Yuzhu with great interest, and smiled, "You are a guest when you enter the door, how about a cup of tea for your face?"

Lin Yuzhu lowered her arms and smiled back, "It's my first visit, and I didn't bring any presents, so I'm really sorry."

As she spoke, she naturally took Song Yi's arm and walked forward slowly, sitting side by side.

Brother Hong raised his chin, motioned for them to put down their guns, and picked up the teapot to pour tea for them.

"What's the matter with you?"

The couple were somewhat embarrassed, the man was beaten, the woman was covered in mud, and her eyes were swollen from crying.

Since we said we are friends, it is always necessary to ask.

Pouring tea, a seemingly natural and casual act, is meaningful.

Everyone present could see that Fourth Brother Hong really regarded them as friends.

Even Wang Zhaoyu did not have this kind of treatment for pouring tea himself.

Lin Yuzhu unloaded the bullet, put the gun on the table, pursed her lips and smiled, snuggled up to Song Yi and stopped talking, like a bird.

Song Yi's face sank like water, and he returned the gun to them without saying a word.

He doesn't know these hypocritical scenes, and he doesn't like to force himself to smile at others.

"Then ask him!"

He glared at Wang Zhaoyu angrily.

My face and body are still hurting, and I don't want to show a good face at all.

Wang Zhaoyu kept smiling, and picked up the teapot to pour tea for Brother Hong.

"Ah, I have a little misunderstanding about a small matter. If you don't fight, you don't know each other. Since they are friends of Fourth Brother Hong, they will also be my friends with Wang Zhaoyu from now on. Between friends, just let it go after a fight, okay?"

He sighed deeply in his heart.

Four people went out, all cleaned up.

This couple, it seems nothing, easy to clean up.

The point is that this woman is quite capable.

The few steps he took when he came in just now, and the coldness in his eyes when he calmly pointed the sight at him, was cruel.

I looked at those two eyes on the street before.

It's a mistake.

I didn't expect that there was such a person in the county.

These are nothing serious. It is not so easy to get out of this kind of people who have entered his territory without any background.

The bad thing is that they are friends of Fourth Brother Hong...

Received Feng said that the father and son would live in Jiantan Town, please come over quickly to make some friends.

Even he, Wang Zhaoyu, had to smile at this black-faced man, Xiaohui really kicked the iron plate this time...

Song Yi had a tough temper, but he didn't know what to do, so he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

It was counted as giving Wang Zhaoyu face and agreeing with his nonsense.

Lin Yuzhu drank tea quietly, dignified and elegant.

It seemed that she wasn't the one who was ready to empty the magazine at any time to counter the violence with violence.

Before coming here, I planned it secretly. There are a bunch of spirit grass and spirit flowers in Tata. At worst, they will be released without anyone noticing, and let them know what dimensionality reduction strike is.

It turns out that these people's foundations are really weak.

However, in such remote small counties, the vast majority of farmers have not yet fully solved their food and clothing.

They really don't need any powerful family property.

Song Yi didn't have the patience to deal with Wang Zhaoyu, so he finished a cup of tea and put down the cup.

"We still have something to do, so we won't stay any longer. Brother Hong and Uncle Hong will come to visit me when they have time. Don't dislike regular meals."

"Okay, you guys go to work." Brother Hong nodded, "I will go with my father when I have time."

Seeing that the two got up to leave, he thought about it, and said to Lin Yuzhu: "Let your sister visit my father when I have time, the old man has been talking about it for several days."

Lin Yuzhu wanted to laugh when she thought of the old and the young pecking at each other, "Okay, let her go and see Uncle Hong when I have time."

I sigh in my heart that Brother Hong is too good at life.

A few words raised her status a lot.

Leaving Wang Zhaoyu's entrance, Song Yi's hanging heart was finally relieved.

Others only saw his serious and calm face, and no one knew that he was trying his best to suppress the panic.

"You are not allowed to mess around next time! They are guns! Make a hole!"

He held Lin Yuzhu's wrist tightly, and couldn't stop the fire in his heart from rising.

"It's agreed that I will carry Pan Wenhui to negotiate, and you can follow me. It's good for you, go up and grab the gun without further ado! What if you are hurt! Do you think you are made of iron!"

Lin Yuzhu obediently lowered her head to let him scold her, and moved her painful wrist, "You scratched me..."

"You still know it hurts!" He relaxed a little, and glared at her angrily, "I thought you wouldn't hurt after being shot!"

Lin Yuzhu pursed her lips, walked around in front of him and hugged his waist, raised her face and looked at him pitifully.

"Don't be angry~ I know I'm wrong, can't I~ I'm also afraid that they will hurt you, haven't you been there before, can't the plan keep up with the changes..."

Seeing that his anger had not subsided at all, she secretly glanced around.

Pushing him under the sycamore tree, she quickly stood on tiptoe and kissed his thin lips that were unhappy and pursed into a line.

The sun peeked out half of the face from the clouds, and the sycamore tree stood on the side of the road for many years, with luxuriant branches and leaves.

The sun shines down from the gaps in the sparse leaves, and the ground is full of mottled light and shadow.

The breeze blew through the branches, and the large green autumn leaves shook the light and shadow, lifting her slightly messy hair.

Next to it is a small road where vehicles rarely pass by. Behind the tree, a large piece of sugarcane grows taller than a person.

Song Yi was shocked by her audacity, but his heart trembled when she traced the shape of his lips with the tip of her tongue.

Fragments of sunlight fell on her slightly trembling eyelashes, and there was nothing else in his eyes, only her tenderness like water remained.

He lowered his head and held her slender waist and pressed it towards himself, closing the gap between them, holding the back of her neck, deepening the kiss bit by bit.

He scolded himself crazy in his heart, and couldn't help but absorb more sweetness.

The obedient sweetness that allowed him to get whatever he wanted calmed down his anger, and the whining and coquettish breath stirred up another new flame.

"Brother Yi..." She leaned softly on him, breathing out of rhythm, "What should I do, I want to go to the guest house with you..."

Song Yi rolled his Adam's apple, his eyes were dark, and he cleared his throat uncomfortably, "Cough... that... Jin Sheng and the others are still waiting for us..."

"Hmm~" She looked at him aggrievedly with her mouth flattened, "I think so~"

He raised his head and took a deep breath, blinked helplessly, lowered his head and curled the corner of his mouth to rub her forehead hair, "Be good, be obedient, and correct your thoughts."

"Duan..." Lin Yuzhu gritted her teeth and stared at him arrogantly, "No, ashamed, yes, you..."

The little expert who destroys the atmosphere!
God his mua's correct thinking!

"Obviously I think it's a fool to go to the hostel and only stay for an hour or two..." She pulled him forward angrily, "Hmph~"

He pursed his lips and grinned, and gently scratched her palm, "The soundproofing of the hostel is not good, so it's better to be at home, quiet."

Lin Yuzhu blushed unexpectedly, "I can also be quiet."

He tilted his head close to her ear, "I like to hear it, but I don't want others to hear it."

(End of this chapter)