Quick pass system to deliver little brother

Chapter 128 Internet Addiction Teenager (8)

Suddenly, a young man in the crowd walked by with a lollipop in his mouth, followed by several black-clothed bodyguards to drive away the crowd of onlookers, and arrived at the door of the house where the fight was arguing for divorce.

The narrow aisle suddenly became crowded, but the bodyguards left an open space for the boy.

The crowd of onlookers backed away consciously.

This group of people is not easy to mess with at first glance, it is likely that Lao Song owes gambling debts, and now he is here to collect debts.

Especially the young boy who looked so good-looking, he laughed at everyone, but it just gave people a creepy feeling.

"Hey!!"

With a lollipop in his mouth, the boy kicked the precarious gate twice, his aura reaching [-] meters.

The two people who were fighting together in the room suddenly came back to their senses, and looked at the bodyguards and teenagers surrounding his door.

Calling Lao Song's pupils shrunk, he also thought it was to chase his debts.

Let go of the hand that pulled his wife's hair, trembling body kept shrinking back: "You... what do you want to do?"

Lao Song glanced at the window, planning to escape from there later.

The boy didn't speak, just smiled.

On the side, an intellectual in a suit and leather shoes, wearing glasses and carrying a briefcase, took out a piece of paper from the black briefcase and handed it to Lao Song.

The lawyer smiled with a standard smile: "Mr. Song, hello, the 20 yuan you owe in the underground gambling house, according to the rules of the casino, if you haven't paid it within the prescribed time limit, you will have to pay it back with your wife and children. This is a document."

The man in the suit spoke sternly, trying his best to use his eloquence as a gold medal lawyer.

When Lao Song's wife heard that he owed 20 yuan and made such a written statement, she stared wide-eyed and started fighting with Lao Song again.

She has worked so hard for this family for half her life, and she owes her wife and children a gambling debt.

She also said why she didn't want to divorce. It turned out that she and her daughter had to pay back the money.

"Old Song, do you have no conscience?"

Lao Song's wife had bruises on her face, her clothes were disheveled, and her face was unkempt.

There were traces of blood on the corner of his mouth, but he still beat Lao Song in despair, and sat down on the ground to bury his head and cry, full of despair for this life.

What sin did she do to meet such a man.

Lao Song didn't fight back, and let his wife beat him: "I... I don't have any money, if you want them, arrest them."

Lao Song trembled with his obese body that he had bred from drinking and eating too much all the time, and pointed to his wife, who was shriveled and her hair was scattered on the ground, in pain: "My daughter is still in school, she... and my daughter, just take them away, don't come to me again gone."

"Or I'll call my daughter now and tell her to come back."

After saying that, Lao Song took out his phone and prepared to call his daughter, without the backbone that a man should have.

The wife suddenly raised her head, and slapped away the cell phone that Lao Song took out, with tears in her vicissitudes of eyes, and roared hoarsely: "Song Guoping, you bastard."

The wife's desperate eyes were full of hatred for Lao Song, and the eyes wished that he would die and go to hell immediately.

The boy who was watching the play, that is, Yuan Mo, naturally wouldn't let Lao Song really call Song Li who was meeting Ji.

In the previous life, Lao Song called Song Li to ask her to come back. He missed the face-to-face with the great god, and even disfigured his face. He lived in self-blame and inferiority all his life.

She is here today to avoid it all.

The lollipop swirls in the mouth, and the sweet taste fills the mouth.

His eyes signaled the man in the suit to continue.

The man in the suit received it, and took out another document from his briefcase, with the words 'divorce agreement' clearly written in black and white on it.

The two circled together.

The man in the suit adjusted his tie and wore a standard business smile: "Mr. Song, as long as you agree to divorce Ms. Zhang, all your debts outside can be written off."

(End of this chapter)