President's Private Spoil Rule

Fu Qingyu jumped down and didn't leave immediately. Instead, he grabbed a man's wrist, took down a wallet held by his fingertips and handed it to a man.

"Your wallet!"

When Fu Qingyu jumped down, it has attracted the attention of many people. When she gave her wallet to a man, some men didn't respond because the light was dim. It took a long time to find out that it was his wallet.

"Thief?" The man took the wallet and was surprised and happy. "You just jumped down to help me catch the thief?"

If Fu Qingyu had joked before, she would have been in no mood now. Said a very bland "no" and went straight away.

She jumped down to leave early and caught the thief by the way.

Thieves are also on the road. It's on the road not to turn a blind eye in their own field and give people a way to live. Fu Qingyu is troubled today.

Her movement became louder, and the thief was taken away by the security guard who heard the noise.

Everyone on the second floor saw her lift.

Li Yu looked at the downstairs with envy and sincerely praised, "sect leader Fu is so handsome."

Zuo Shaoqing nodded with a smile, "after all, he is the leader of the Green Eagle."

He seemed to have something to say. Li Yu was not sure whether he liked Fu Qingyu or not. When I was a child, I also wanted to be a man with high martial arts like sect leader Fu, but fighting the strong and supporting the weak

Zuo Shaoqing raised her eyes and looked at her. The warm and cool eyes fell on her face. It was like looking at others through her. It was very complicated. For a long time, he said, "in a peaceful and prosperous age, the police of our country preside over justice."

That's funny. If the police worked, there would be no black market and green hawks. No matter what age, white is black.

He made such a high sounding remark, but said he didn't like girls to fight and kill.

Li Yu's heart was warm and his smile was more beautiful. "Zuo Shao was right. It's convenient to call the police now."

Zuo Shaoqing glanced at her and smiled leniently.

As they spoke, Fu Qingyu had walked out of the bar.

The night wind is very strong. Fu Qingyu always doesn't like to wear too much, because clothes are bound when fighting. So she has a white shirt in spring, summer, autumn and winter, with a thick coat outside at most.

The coat was in the car. She was about to rush into the cold wind. Someone rushed in front of her and stopped in front of her, "please wait a minute."

Fu Qingyu saw that it was the man who lost his wallet. She raised her eyebrows. "What's wrong with beating?"

It's inappropriate to say that it's a man. He looks like a big boy at most. He smiled brightly, but took off his coat and handed it to her, "it's windy."

He didn't come straight to her and put it on his shoulder, but handed it to her and kept a distance. He is a very measured boy.

Fu Qingyu took it, threw his clothes on the ground and got into the wind.

The boy began to chase after her and was kicked over by her. The wind blew in my ears and blurred my voice. She faintly heard someone yelling, "my name is Ye Shao, it's ye..."

The words in the back were closed outside the door by Fu Qingyu.

In the obscure corner of the bar, there stood a white shadow with a faint light. Under the shadow, I couldn't see his face clearly, but his voice was as cold as a knife, "check."

The charm was on his side, answered yes, and then asked, "master Fu, do you want someone to stare?"

"Yes. Don't let anything happen to her. "

Zuo Shaoqing turned and looked a little sad. It's really not easy. His woman is remembered before she is formed.

Fu Qingyu was in a bad mood. He ran to the alley to block small gangsters. He fought for a few blocks. When he came home, he was more hearty and fell asleep.

Sleep until three or four o'clock and wake up suddenly. He smashed the florist, took three roses and went to Yejia castle.

She put the flowers behind Zuo Shaoqing's pen holder. Her mood was a little complicated, but she felt relaxed about fulfilling her promise. She jumped off the wall and slept until dawn.

The little elder of Green Eagle is very efficient.

There was no class in the afternoon. A few dozen "Zuo Shaoqing" from Hong came.

The school football field was requisitioned and a table was set up. Fu Qingyu sat in a chair and looked at the boy standing in front of him with his feet shaking. His temperament was indeed a bit like Zuo Shaoqing, a clean and sunny man. He asked, "how old are you?"

"Twenty three."

"Have you ever had a fight?"

"No."

"Can you use a gun?"

Fu Qingyu's eyes were a little hot when he thought that Zuo Shaoqing quickly dismantled the gangsters' guns in the alley. They all have memories.

"No, No." The boy was a little nervous. "It's illegal to carry a gun in our country."

Bang!

With a sudden kick, the man was kicked out from a distance.

"Well, I said don't be so rude." Hong sat on one side and looked at her angrily, but she didn't stop her. Thinking about how school boys are so useless.

In addition to little white dragon, other green and mastiff dogs were watching. Green doesn't forget to add fuel and vinegar to hurt people.

One by one, Fu Qingyu was kicked out. Fu Qingyu was not interested in shaking his legs. She supported her head. The afternoon sun made her sleepy. A little head was like a chicken pecking rice. The voice was also a little blurred, "there are a few more."

She is not very interested in the interview, but she is boring and kind anyway. There's no reason not to accept it.

The winter sun shines on people, and all three of them are sleepy. Red leaned against the mastiff and squinted at the list in his hand, "well, there are a dozen more."

Mastiff is also bored and sleepy, "how many people did you find?"

"Forty."

"I didn't expect the boss to be so charming."

"It's the charm of the Green Eagle." Hong said, "I said that the Green Eagle gang leader is looking for a boyfriend. There are an endless stream of people signing up."

The one who signed up was nothing more than Qingying's background, which had nothing to do with Fu Qingyu.

Fu Qingyu lay on the table and whispered, "next."

Soon a shadow fell on her head. She supported her head without raising her eyes. "How old are you?"

"Thirty two."

The voice is very similar to Zuo Shaoqing, but the people who come today are somewhat similar to Zuo Shaoqing. It's not easy or temperament. Now it's the voice.

Fu Qingyu waved, "too old, next."

The visitor was very persistent, "since it's an interview, why not treat it fairly?"

Fu Qingyu was too lazy to fight. He asked lazily, "have you ever had a fight?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever used a gun?"

"Used."

Before Fu Qingyu woke up, he moved his hands and feet first, jumped over the table and kicked people all the time.

Since I've had a fight, I'll fight with her to wake up.

Sure enough, the other party could fight. She missed a kick and was avoided.

"Yo, how many times." Fu Qingyu woke up and was about to call him back with a touch of excitement. He raised his eyes and was stunned.

The man stood with the light on his back. The dazzling light blurred his description, but she knew it was him.

The sun is dazzling and burning.