My Legendary Years

Downstairs of a hotel in the iron tower, in a Land Rover.

The middle-aged man was helpless with his mobile phone and said to the mobile phone with his big mouth: "brother MI, why do you scold me here? I haven't finished my words yet. I'm also very wronged!"

"You do some fucking immoral things. I don't scold you. Who do I scold? Tell me, is that what you fucking do that can be done by normal people?" the opposite shouted at the top of his voice and then shouted: "How many times have I told you to stop doing this immoral thing? You said you raped other people's little girls last time and they went to junior high school. What do you say you do? Now you say you have money and what you want. Your son has gone to school. You can't be serious. What are you talking about here every day?"

The man opposite the phone was very ruthless. He scolded the middle-aged man directly and was stunned.

The middle-aged man reacted and then whispered, "no, brother MI, when did you say it was all about? How can you remember it? I almost forgot..."

"Did you draft it? The three of them are so hung up because you committed suicide. Now you fucking tell me you forgot now. Are you still fucking human?" the man across the phone shouted at the top of his voice and gnashing his teeth.

"No, that what, Migo, it's all over. Can you pinch the old man and mention it to me?" the middle-aged man asked helplessly.

"Did you draw it up? You don't know it's useless to have a long memory. What the fuck do you think? Tell me no?" asked the hostage opposite.

"I didn't think much about it. The main reason is that since this woman can come out to drink with me, I think he still has this meaning, otherwise people can't come out with me?" the middle-aged man seemed to be very wronged.

"Fuck you, do you look like a person or something? People can see you. Why don't you talk in your head?"

"OK, I know it's my fault, but I haven't finished my business today. Migo, can you let me finish, and we two like to study my problem?" the middle-aged man asked silently.

"No, what the fuck are you doing? Why did the police catch you?" the man across the street was stunned and asked.

"That's not true. After we took the girl to the hotel, two men suddenly came and beat us. Now I'm outside the hotel and the boy is inside the hotel!"

"Well done, you and them are forced to owe you. If I see that I also beat you, I'll tell you!" the man opposite shouted at the top of his voice.

"No, brother MI, I know it's my fault, but those boys don't pay attention to you at all. They do things very well. They are just a group of outsiders. They don't pay attention to our local guild at all. I think you don't have to manage it because of me, because you have to appear for yourself!" the middle-aged man whispered.

"Grass, what the fuck? All the local gangs have come out. Do you think it's an underworld? Why aren't they sure about it? Tell me..." the person opposite calmed down a little and asked in a low voice.

"The most rampant thing about them is that I told them that I was Migo's man. They didn't respond at all. They came up and gave me a meal. That's it. I think they didn't pay attention to Migo, you know?" The expression on the middle-aged face is very rich. It's almost too rich to be rich. He is filled with righteous indignation. He sprayed a mobile phone's spitting star on his mobile phone, but it seems that he still can't relieve the hatred in his heart. He gnashes his teeth while talking, as if he was ready to eat someone.

"No, brother, do you say you can talk when you talk? Why do you say you keep working hard?" the young man on the main driver looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

"Fuck you! What does it matter to you if I don't speak?" the middle-aged man stared at the young man and scolded him, and then shouted: "Brother MI, did you hear what I said just now? If you said he looked down on me, I wouldn't say anything. But now he looks down on you, just say how serious the problem is. Is it particularly serious? It's too much. I don't think I've ever seen such a person. What kind of behavior do you think he is? He doesn't pay attention to you. They count him What is it? What is it? Why is it that we have no idea of who has the final say in the tower?

"Can you fucking tell me something useful?" Migo across the phone shouted helplessly.

"No, Migo, haven't I been talking to you about some very useful topics? Why haven't you understood or what?" the middle-aged man was stunned and asked.

"I didn't understand what the fuck. Now I just want to ask you what you want to do and what you have to say. Just tell me directly and it's over. What the fuck do you want to do here?" brother Mi shouted at the opposite side of the phone.

"It's not that, brother. I don't want to do anything here now. I just want to present it intact and in the original way in front of you. What should you do if you study it yourself?" the middle-aged man felt that he spoke very tactfully.

"I don't do what the fuck I do. You have nothing to do here. Don't you talk to me here? I'll talk to you here with my mother. You're my primary school student. You're making a sharp turn with us here. You're fucking original. You're just original. What are you doing? Are you a cook or what you're doing? You'll be done if you have something to say, I tell you, I don't have so much time and energy to talk to you here, do you know? "The Migo opposite the phone shouted.

"No, Migo, have you encountered any difficulties recently? I find you are so careless now. I am so anxious to report this to you. I find you are not distracted at all?" the middle-aged asked with a big mouth to his mobile phone.

"Oh, I fuck you. Now I find that your boy is idle and has nothing to do here. Are you kidding me? I fucking ask if you're kidding me here?" asked brother Mi across the conversation.

"Migo, have you ever seen anyone pull a calf with you in the middle of the night? Do you think I'm still in the mood to pull a calf with you according to my current mental situation?" the middle-aged man asked solemnly on his mobile phone.

"Oh, I've really convinced you now. You're a God. What the hell do you want to do? Can you make it clear to me?"

"I just want to say that there are a group of people who look down on you very much and think you are nothing. You are a fool. You are rubbish. You are old and can't speak well. Now you don't have any noodles. I fucking tell you that now, can you study and understand what I mean? I ask you, if you don't understand, I'll give you a heavy reward Say it again. "The middle-aged man yelled at his mobile phone.

"Oh, did I draw it up, old dog, are you good at it now? I'm fucking telling you something now. You're a cow now, aren't you? You're talking to me like that!" the middle-aged man on the opposite side scolded him in an instant. Obviously, he didn't know what to say.

"No, Migo, didn't you let me say this? Why are you so anxious?" the old dog asked his cell phone with some confusion.

"I fucking let you talk, who fucking let you swear? I fucking ask you, when did I let you swear!" Migo gritted his teeth and shouted at his mobile phone.

"No, I think Migo, you may have a slight misunderstanding here. In fact, you don't need to care so much... That's what I mean. I just want to accentuate my tone. Is that what I mean now? That is to say, some people don't respect you very much and don't treat you back now Well, if you have time, I think it's very necessary for you to come and have a look at it now. After all, it's still your chassis here. Your speech is still very weighty, right? Brother MI, can you study and understand what I say? "

"Don't you just want me to take it out for you? Why are you fucking talking to me about these useless stomachs?" Migo shouted at the opposite side of the phone.

"What, brother MI, if you think so, I think it can be understood. After all, what we do here, I think it's better to speak gently. If you say yes, I'm afraid. If I still tell you that he is too straightforward, it's better to be implicit and safe!" the middle-aged man agreed with a smile.

"Roll the calf, I've fucking found out. I really don't have any way to tell you now. Go and do what you should do. I don't want to pull the calf here. Where are you now? I'll go and see what's going on. If I go, I don't have what you said, I'll see how I can clean you up!" the person across the phone gnashed his teeth and shouted.

"Brother MI, I'm right across from Huihua hotel. If you have time, you'd better come and have a look. After all..."

"I fucking told you, I'll go there now. I'll fucking find out how your child's ink is. Are you crazy? If you wait for me, I'll go there now!" after saying this, the person opposite directly hung up the phone.

Downstairs of the hotel, the middle-aged man smiled awkwardly when he saw that the phone on his mobile phone was hung up. Then he turned his head and looked at the young man at hand and said, "well, let's wait here for a while. Brother Mi should be here soon... He came to bed just now..."

The young man sitting on the main driver was stunned when he heard this sentence, and then asked very directly, "what, brother, I have a problem..."

"What's the problem?" the middle-aged man squinted at the young man with an obvious tone of impatience.

"In fact, there's no problem. I just want to ask you if brother Mi doesn't pay much attention to us. I think brother Mi usually does big things. Can people be happy to come for such a bad thing?" the young man licked his lips and asked directly.

"Grass, what do you mean? What do people don't like to come? How can you talk?" the middle-aged man shouted at his throat.

"No, brother, you're excited. I'm just asking," the young man replied with a smile.

"Grass, what do you mean by asking? Are you questioning the relationship between me and Migo?" the middle-aged man shouted excitedly.

"No, brother, I didn't mean that. I just asked. You said why you were so sensitive this day. I just saw that you called brother MI for such a long time, and then brother Mi promised to come. If that's what, if people really don't like to come, I don't think we need to force others to come here. If not, we'll have to trouble others at that time, In fact, there's only one person left above. I think the three of us can handle it. Why do we have to bring brother Mi over? "The young man smiled at the middle-aged man and explained.

"Do you have a long fucking brain? I'm sensitive. I told you, what's the matter with this thing? It's brother MI. He's sleeping now. Do you want to be disturbed when you're doing business? Just tell me, do you want to be disturbed?" the middle-aged man shouted at the young man at a high voice.

"Unwilling..." the young man shook his head very honestly.

"Grass, isn't it over? You said your pants were off here and the pants of the people opposite were off. Then you called and told you a lot. You can come back at last. You said you can analyze whether you really feel this situation?" the middle-aged man asked very excitedly.

"Brother, if you say so, it is really a very sincere feeling. I understand now..." the young man nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Isn't it over? You're still here with me. What's the ink? Is Migo to us? I don't know what I told you here? Since Migo can promise us to come over, he will definitely come over later. You can rest assured that it's over. It's useless to tell me here. Just wait here!" the middle-aged man patted the seat and shouted, After shouting, he lit himself a cigarette, then looked at the scenery outside the window and smoked.

After seeing the middle-aged man smoking, the young man smiled and asked, "brother, do you still have a cigarette? Give me a whole one?"

"You don't have a fucking cigarette?" the middle-aged man asked obliquely.

"I'm not in a hurry. I put it upstairs. What about my new box..." the young man replied with a smile.

"Grass, you fucking day by day!" the middle-aged scolded silently and threw out his cigarette box.

After receiving the cigarette box, the young man smiled and ordered one, then looked at the middle-aged man seriously and asked, "what, brother, I'm asking you a very serious question now!"

"Why do you have so many fucking problems?" the middle-aged man shouted with his teeth clenched.

"No, what, I don't understand. I have to ask more?" the young man bared his teeth and smiled back.

"What's your problem, Ma Liu asked, don't pull the calf here!" the middle-aged shouted very irritably.

"Well, what, I just want to ask, brother, do you think it's possible? We've been calling brother MI and then giving ink to others. They're not interested in the young lady, so they come to our side for correction? Do you think it's also possible?" the young man asked with a smile.

"Oh, did I draw it up? Why the fuck are you still studying it with me!" the middle-aged man shouted at the top of his voice, and then stretched out his hand to grab the cigarette from the young man's hand.

"No, brother, we're talkative here. Why are you robbing my cigarette butts?" the young man looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

"I don't want to give it to you. Can I? I think I'd better throw it away?" the middle-aged man asked very stingily.

"Grass, didn't I just ask you about Migo? Why are you so excited?" the young man bared his teeth and replied.

"You still ink with me, don't you?" the middle-aged man asked obliquely.

"No ink, no ink, you say you are always anxious with me every day..." the young man muttered very speechless, then opened the window and began to smoke.

"Why did you open the car window in this fucking winter?" the middle-aged man asked with a speechless face.

"I'm hot. I can't do it with two pieces?" the young man asked very rationally.

"Oh, my grass, how can I fucking know a fool like you? I'm really convinced. I'll tell you..." the middle-aged man covered his big face and shouted speechless.

"No, what's wrong with me opening the window? I can't open the window now?" the young man replied with his eyes askew.

"Let's go, let's go, there's really nothing I can do with you now. You're absolutely dead now. I'll tell you..." the middle-aged man shouted in a low voice, biting his teeth, and then wrapped his big cotton padded jacket.

In this way, the man in the Land Rover is pulling the calf while waiting for the iron tower to carry the son Migo!

……

The tower is in a very humble community.

Basically, all the lights in this community are turned off at this time, but the headlights of one family are still on. The owner of this family is the Migo home where the middle-aged man called.

At this time, a man took off half his underpants, held a mobile phone in his hand, smoked a cigarette, and his face was very tangled.

There is a naked woman lying on the bed. She is about 30 years old. She looks good. She is basically in a state of charm. Her figure is very good. When you look at this kind of women, they are all over 500 yuan. What age are they looking for? Migo middle-aged people like middle-aged women, Don't be too old. A young woman in her thirties is just right.

Liu Rui once analyzed the relationship between * and age.

Basically, it's such a state. Most people still like people of the same age. What's the reason? It's not easy to communicate when you're old. If you're young, there are many things and technology is not good, so most people directly lock their age between 25 and 30.

This age group is generally very good.

"Brother MI, do you still want to do it? I've been waiting for you here for a long time. You said I'd call. I felt good at first. You said that you're so busy now, I have to mobilize my emotions again. I'm not as good as that. I'd rather take two others for your job!" The lady on the bed seemed impatient. She opened her quilt and put on a pose that she thought was more provocative.

"Grass, you think I'm like this. It's not that fool who called me. I don't feel it all at once. Otherwise, you think I'm willing to stay like this?" brother Mi put on his big pants with a speechless face.

"What's the matter?" the young lady was stunned when she heard this. She stretched out her hand and lit a cigarette. She looked at Migo very skillfully and asked.

"What else can I do? Those bastards don't let me worry at all. I'm really convinced. I don't know what to do in the middle of the night. I have to take a look at it. You say I'm not idle here. If I'm allowed to go, I have to go. I don't know whether I owe them or what's going on!" Migo, sitting on the sofa, shouted gnashing his teeth,

"What do they have to do with you?" the young lady was stunned and looked at Migo very directly.

"What kind of relationship can it be? It's a very ordinary friend relationship, but after talking on the phone for so long, I'm sorry if you say I can't say it..." the middle-aged man brother Mi rubbed his big face eggs, bit his teeth and shouted, and the expression on his face is also very reluctant.

The young lady looked at Migo and smiled. Then she walked down without clothes. Then she wandered around Migo. While smoking, she looked at Migo and asked, "what, Migo, I ask you, what do you say? You can throw it here now. Can you bear it?"

Migo looked up at the young lady and said, "don't tell me it's useless here. I can't let go. What can I do? If I don't go there now, I have to call me. Do you believe it?"

"You said the clothes were taken off. You told me to fix this. Brother MI, you said how you let me take over your business in the future? You're not authentic!" the young lady looked at brother MI with a smile and said.

"I'll give you the money later. Don't go there today. Just wait here for me to come back. Do you think so?" Migo looked at the young lady very embarrassed and asked.

"Oh, you Migo, you have to go today?" the young lady sat directly in Migo's arms and shouted very charming.

"The main reason is that I can't afford to call others. What do you say?"

"Then you won't turn it off?" the young lady asked very directly.

"Ha ha, that's not the case..." brother Mi smiled helplessly.