Sister, just play

Chapter 82 Revenge on the red-haired collection, collection, collection... ([-] times) Sure enough, Zhu Ziqi lay in the bathroom for a while, then immediately jumped up, yelling, "Eat shit, eat shit."Only then did Zhu Ziqi realize that he had been tricked again, and walked out of the bathroom unhappily, his face was blackened by smoke.

He was depressed for a long time, and suddenly remembered that Zhou Weiqiang didn't come back last night, so he asked with a smile, "Brother Qiang, did you have a good time last night, where did you go to get a room?"

Damn, Zhou Weiqiang grabbed the pillow and threw it over, saying, "Don't talk nonsense, Yue'er will be jealous." After hearing this, Zhu Ziqi believed it and shut up quickly.Ling Yue'er shouted, "I won't be jealous of you, it's none of my business if you sleep with a hundred women."

Zhu Ziqi said, "Sure enough, I'm jealous."

Ling Yue'er immediately punched Zhu Ziqi to shut up, and gave Zhou Weiqiang a fierce look. If the chief hadn't told him to take good care of him, he would definitely have to be beaten up.

Zhu Ziqi was quiet for a while, and then asked, "Brother Qiang, why do you want me to stay? What's the matter?"

"You forgot, that red-haired man brought someone to our dormitory to make a fuss, and he hasn't even avenged himself yet."

"Oh, yes, Brother Qiang, do you want to do it yourself?"

"I won't, but..." He turned his eyes to Ling Yue'er who was pressing the remote control on the sofa, and smiled restlessly, full of the taste of taking advantage of her.

Ling Yue'er immediately turned her eyes away, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and said, "Don't count on me, I won't make a move."

He just sighed, and pretended to say, "Women generally can't take care of brother's affairs, not to mention that we are not very familiar with Yue'er, so it's not surprising that she doesn't help us, I will take revenge for this revenge later. "

"Yeah, don't bother Yue'er." Zhu Ziqi immediately cooperated with him in acting.

Zhou Weiqiang scratched his head, and deliberately asked loudly, "Old Zhu, do you remember what it means to repay kindness?"

"I remember, but it seems that there is no rule that girls must abide by. Isn't it said that men and women are difficult to raise?"

"Oh, since you've said that, I think Yue'er's temper is like that. She's used to being indifferent. In fact, I didn't help her. I just helped her with a major event in life."

"Is that so? It's really a trivial matter." Zhu Ziqi intentionally said the trivial matter loudly, lest Ling Yue'er wouldn't hear it.

Ling Yue'er picked up Dongdong, originally she didn't want to intervene, and she had been patiently listening to the conversation between the two of them, but the more she listened to it, the more harsh it became, she couldn't help interjecting, "Hey, what do you two mean that I don't know?" ?"

"Haha..." Zhou Weiqiang immediately jumped up and said, "Old Zhu, I won. I said that Yue'er will definitely help. If you still don't believe me, Yue'er always helps out when she is busy. I am most convinced of this." Yes, you lost."

Zhu Ziqi's heart is full of contempt, Nima, since when did I bet with you, you can tell a lie so realistically, is there anyone in the world with a thicker skin than you?

Ling Yueer was immediately bathed in Zhou Weiqiang's exaggerated expressions and compliments, and said, "That's right, that's the kind of person I am."

Zhu Ziqi immediately understood that there really was someone thicker than him, that person was Ling Yue'er, Zhu Ziqi couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't know how this pair of living treasures usually got here, they were plotting against each other every day, it was really tiring.But convincing Ling Yueer to help, of course it couldn't be better, thinking about being beaten up by the red hair that day, and the dormitory was also messed up, thinking of this, the anger in my heart burned, I really wanted to beat him up with my own hands pause.

Zhou Weiqiang successfully lured Ling Yue'er to join the battle, he didn't know how happy he was, but his mouth kept praising Ling Yue'er for being affectionate, righteous, generous and rare, so realistic that Ling Yue'er almost flew up.

So the three of them conspired together and decided to do it that night, and they had to beat the red hair all over the ground to find their teeth before they could come back.And that red hair, since Ouyang Long's death, also lost his backing and source of income, and several of his subordinates dispersed, reduced to the roles of street gangsters, no longer a threat.

Zhou Weiqiang persuaded the two of them, and then stood up to exercise his muscles and bones. He didn't dare to move these few days, and now his whole body is sore.He remembered Wang Yan's abnormal behavior yesterday, and was slightly worried that the wound on his body had been exposed. In order to prevent accidents, he found a lot of screws from the tool room, and after a long time of gestures with his index finger, he found one that was about the size of a finger. Big took out.

Then I found a rough stone and began to polish the screw head until it was as smooth as a finger. Then I threw away the stone with satisfaction, picked up the screw and began to grind it in front of my eyes. It was more than twenty centimeters long, just right.

Seeing him busy for a long time, Ling Yueer asked puzzledly, "What are you doing, are you using this as a weapon?"

Zhou Weiqiang didn't answer, picked up a hammer and walked into the bedroom, aimed at the wall near the corridor, swung the hammer and knocked the screws into the wall.Ling Yue'er was startled, and hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Hey, hey, what are you doing, this is my home."

Zhou Weiqiang winked at her, meaning that Zhu Ziqi was there, and it was inconvenient to say that Ling Yueer let go of his hand.He drove the screw into the wall, and it protruded out of the aisle, exposing the head of about five centimeters.

He inserted the screw clean with a paper towel, bit his finger hard, and dripped a few drops of blood on it, which looked very much like a murder weapon.

Zhu Ziqi was also confused and asked, "Brother Qiang, what are you doing?"

"I want to hang a mural in the aisle, how about it, is this location good?"

"Hey, you say that, it seems a little low."

"It's okay." He found a small mural from the bedroom, hung it on the exposed screw in the corridor, and it still looked pretty good.After doing all this, he felt relieved and sat down on the sofa to rest.

For the sake of family life and identity confidentiality, these things have to be done well, and it is better to plan ahead than to hold Buddha's feet temporarily.

Ling Yue'er walked into the kitchen, and prepared a simple meal. They ate briefly, and then came out to sit and chat. The time passed in a hurry, and soon it was evening. They checked the time, and they were almost ready to act. .

When Zhou Weiqiang investigated Ouyang Long before, he had a clear idea of ​​their working hours and the places they went in and out. At this time, the red-haired man must have just had dinner and was about to go to the bar to drink and flirt with girls.

And the bar he went to most often was the Xiaoao Bar, so, Ling Yueer drove all the way to the Xiaoao Bar, Zhu Ziqi was so excited that his fists and feet creaked.

The black Lexus turned east and west in the urban area for a while, and finally arrived in front of Xiaoao Bar.