Love on campus: the protector of beauties

Those Bai Fumei, how good their tutors are, they are tired of seeing you little bastards, you said you are black, and you turned around and ran away in fright?

Lai Bingkun was so angry that he wanted to curse a few words.Just at this time, the phone in the casino suddenly rang, and a slut ran over, picked it up, then covered the microphone, turned his head, and shouted behind him: "Brother Lai, you phone number! Someone is looking for it!"

Lai Bingkun turned his head, agreed, and then poked Lai Shao hard on the forehead.Only then did he rush over to answer the phone.

Over there, Young Master Lai pursed his lips. He really has a son like any father, but he pointed a "middle finger" at his father's back!

Lai Bingkun picked up the phone and yelled with a look of air, "Hello! Are you looking for me?"

"It's me! Pan Sen!" As soon as the voice on the other end of the phone rang, Lai Bingkun immediately changed from "Lao Tzu" to "Grandson". He nodded and bowed while saying flattering expression.

"Oh, it's Young Master Pan. What's the matter? Why would you think of calling me?" Because Pan Sen's father is the director of the bureau, black and white, and there is a little communication between the two.Moreover, Lai Bingkun is not stupid. He knows that if he wants to maintain his club, he must establish a good relationship with the Baidao people.

Of course, if a small person like him wants to praise the director's "fat fart", it will be impossible for him to build a bridge.Therefore, this guy started with the "family members" first. If it wasn't for Pan Sen, it might have something to do with the two coming and going.

"I need your help!" Pan Sen said lightly.

With such a good opportunity to "lick the paws", Lai Bingkun naturally couldn't let it go. Immediately, this guy said righteously: "Young Master Pan, just give orders, even if it's going to the mountain of swords or the sea of ​​fire, I will never refuse!"

"I want you to beat a bastard for me! Fuck him, but not to death." Pan Sen is also a bit vicious. I'm afraid he gritted his teeth when he said this.

"Okay! Master Pan, how much do you want? One hand, one leg, or two hands, two legs?" While speaking, Lai Bingkun took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and smoked hard Take a sip.

"I want it all!"

Lai Bingkun was also taken aback when he heard Pan Sen's words.If you just want a hand or a foot, it's just revenge. After all, there is still a hand or a foot to do it for you, right?

However, if all limbs are crippled, this person is called a "meat dumpling" in their industry.With no hands or feet, he is basically a useless person. If he is cumbersome, he might as well be dead.Generally speaking, unless there is a deep hatred, no one will do this kind of immoral thing of "having a son without prying eyes".

"Young Master Pan, is this a bit extreme?" Lai Bingkun exhaled a puff of smoke, revealing his big yellow teeth.

"Don't worry! You know who my dad is. I'll take care of it if something happens! After it's done, I will definitely not lose your benefits!" Pan Sen let him do it.

"Well, if you say that, I'll do it." Lai Bingkun just agreed, and when he was about to hang up, Pan Sen on the other end of the phone immediately shouted, "Wait!"

"Hey, Young Master Pan, what else can I order?" Lai Bingkun immediately nodded and bowed, and asked again.To be honest, this guy is going to devote himself to the anti-Japanese period, and this picture is definitely a master called "Taijun".

Pan Sen paused for a moment, and said something that made him pee in fright, "Find a hundred people!"