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"What are you dissatisfied with? Are you sick? Do you have to make a noise here?"

The anger in Huang Zhengwen's heart was suddenly released, which seemed particularly unpleasant.

"I'm not sick? It's obviously you who is sick!" Peng En didn't give in at all and fought back fiercely.

"You are the sickest one!"

"You are the sickest person in the world!"

"You are the sickest person in the entire galaxy!"

"You are the sickest person in the universe!"

……

Lin Fei watched the two of them arguing back and forth. The smell of gunpowder was very strong and they seemed to be very aggressive.

However, it just didn’t feel like there was any quarrel.

She glanced at Cheng Shuang and winked wildly:

Do you have any idea?

Cheng Shuang shook his head.

In this level of quarrel, I don’t even know what to say to break up the fight.

The brainwaves of these two men are so strange that others cannot match them at all.

Lin Fei took Cheng Shuang to the two of them and started to argue: "It's okay, four people, two umbrellas, just two people can use one. The water on the street is so deep. If you get wet, go back and change your clothes." That’s it.”

"Okay, let's have a fight."

Seeing this, Huang Zhengwen opened his umbrella and pulled Lin Fei out as he spoke.

Cheng Shuang:? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Lin Fei didn't come back to her senses at all, she was just dragged away.

Peng En looked like "What's so great about you?" He held an umbrella and said to Cheng Shuang angrily: "Let's go!"

Huang Zhengwen and Lin Fei walked in front, and Cheng Shuang and Peng En walked in the back.

The rain is still heavy, as if it will never stop.

The wind was blowing, biting and sharp.

Huang Zhengwen stretched his hand to the deepest part of the umbrella, holding the entire umbrella cloth to prevent it from being blown over by the wind.

Seeing that he couldn't hold on, Lin Fei stretched out her hand to hold the handle of the umbrella, sharing part of the wind attack.

Peng En was behind the two of them and saw that Huang Zhengwen was barely covered by the umbrella, with most of his body exposed, creating a very superior rain-shielding environment for Lin Fei.

Huang Zhengwen's slender hands were holding the upper end of the umbrella.

Lin Fei's white and delicate hands were holding the umbrella handle.

In this situation, Peng En actually had a feeling in his heart: "I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River."

Isn't that what the two of them are doing?

He didn't want to have a fit in front of outsiders.

He and Cheng Shuang were holding the same umbrella.

Peng En found that he was holding the umbrella tightly, but Cheng Shuang was not protected very much.

She was not a pretentious person. The rain was so heavy and drifting slantingly, so it was inevitable that she would get wet.

When Huang Zhengwen went to get the umbrella, he was in such a hurry that he probably only took his and Peng En's umbrellas and didn't go through Lin Fei and Cheng Shuang's.

What's more, the two men seemed to be in a bad mood. Cheng Shuang was observing Peng En steadily, not wanting to offend anyone in his anger.

After going up a small step, the four of them arrived in front of the hotel lobby.

Among the four people, no one's clothes were completely dry.

The wind and rain are like darkness, how can the power of human beings be compared with nature?

Huang Zhengwen was shaking off his umbrella when he saw Peng En walking up the steps with an unhappy look on his face.

Peng En looked at the wet Huang Zhengwen and continued the quarrel: "Hey, in order to protect her, you didn't use an umbrella at all?"

"Are you finished?" Huang Zhengwen subconsciously took two steps in Peng En's direction.

The umbrella in his hand pushed Peng En.

The steps of the hotel were originally slippery. Penn lost his center of gravity and fell straight down.Huang Zhengwen wanted to go down and help him, but he couldn't handle the awkwardness in his heart.

They were still quarreling, why should he back down again?
It's not like he meant to hurt him.

Who made him unable to stand firmly?
How many mentally retarded people can fall flat on the ground?

Peng En staggered up, the crazy little beast in his eyes was about to rush out.

A double shock to the body and mood, a painful montage.

"Are you going to fight, Huang Zhengwen, let me ask you, are you going to fight?"

At this time, Peng En looked a little funny. He was like a drowned rat, but he kept talking like a young and Dangerous boy, and he was having a conflict on the high ground.

Huang Zhengwen swung his umbrella and rushed into the rain again.

Who is afraid of whom?
Your clothes are already wet anyway, are you still afraid of getting wet again?

Huang Zhengwen looked at Peng En intently and walked down.

Then...he also fell to the ground...

Huang Zhengwen was horrified. No one told him that the ground was as slippery as a loach?

He suddenly jumped on Penn.

Penn fell to the ground again.

Only Penn's injured world was achieved.

Penn was taunting him with disdain: "Are you fucking stupid? Did you do it on purpose? Did you fall on the ground?"

Huang Zhengwen became angry all of a sudden. He raised his hand and really wanted to hit the mean man in front of him.

But he didn't really hit Penn, but grabbed his wrist and controlled him.

Huang Zhengwen squeezed hard, hard, and concentrated his anger on his palm, as if he wanted to crush Peng En's wrist.

"You damn hurt me!" Penn raised his head and shouted loudly.

He saw a green stubble sprouting from Huang Zhengwen's chin, his Adam's apple moving, gasping for air, and exhaling on his face.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't remember it!"

"What do you want me to remember? Ah? Who is so attentive all day long?" Peng En broke away from Huang Zhengwen's hand with force, his eyes were split, and he pinned him down with his backhand.

After running around, Huang Zhengwen lost strength and asked weakly:

"Isn't it you?"

"It's me? Haha, you said it's me???"

Peng En gently pinched Huang Zhengwen's neck and touched his Adam's apple.

Watch him tilt his head back, breathing heavily.

"You... what do you mean?"

Huang Zhengwen didn't even resist anymore and asked Peng En.

Penn let him go, stood up, and said to him: "What do I mean? Literally! If you don't understand, I'll knock you down!"

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Huang Zhengwen stood up like a carp and pulled Peng En, not allowing him to leave.

Their clothes were soaked in the rain and stuck to their bodies.

They looked like they were fighting, but actually they were holding back.Every attack hits the target without actually hurting the opponent.

Fighting seems to be a ritual, a catharsis of emotions, and a silent communication.

Penn repeated again: "I said you hurt me! Are you sick?"

As he spoke, he punched the soft flesh of Huang Zhengwen's waist.

The punch was light.

After the beating, Peng En almost roared loudly: "I'm not even willing to hurt you, why did you hurt me?!"

The two people just looked at each other steadily, and neither of them spoke anymore. (End of chapter)