Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 1172 Eggs and Jade

"Sorry, we can't just disclose the personal information of the students. If you are really friends, you should not find it here..."

Faced with the doubts and problems of the staff of the staff of the Ministry of Education, Tara and Chen Mingming did not say anything more, and casually dealt with two sentences, and quickly left.

It was said that he was going to pursue the person. What Tara thought of was just a look at the information registered by the man in the library and then found the school.

However, in the urban area, it is convenient for students to enter and leave different schools in general, so it is not difficult for the two to find the teaching office of the university.

When he came, Tara boasted of Haikou.

"I'm sorry... I didn't expect to have dropped out."

Chen Mingming shook his head and said nothing.

This is a very wonderful thing. Some of them are beyond the expectations of Chen Mingming's planning for daily life... just like the mysterious place he has been to, it is full of unexpected feelings.

He is a person who will plan everything for everything. He always believes that as long as things are planned, even if there is an error, they should be controllable.

Tara sat down in a downcast manner, just on the chair in the aisle downstairs of the school's teaching building. Half jokingly and helplessly said: "This is good. You borrowed the book that the person had read, and now you are studying abroad. La!"

Chen Mingming lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

But there is no doubt that Tara is a girl full of whimsy...or there is not much restraint on her body, she squats in front of Chen Mingming, hands on her chin, so she looks up His low face.

Like a cat, the tower that is squatting stretches out and wants to use his fingers to poke Chen Mingming's forehead.

Only before she succeeded, she was already caught by Chen Mingming.

Tara smiled and said: "You are holding the wrong place."

Her hand suddenly magically broke free from Chen Mingming's palm, and then the five fingers leaned up and buckled each other's fingers. "It should be like this."

She showed a smug expression.

The delicate feeling of the girl's fingers is very clear, like jade, smooth and cool.

However, Chen Mingming only released his palm for a long time, and said: "It's not early, come here."

Tara showed a pity of his face, and immediately raised his spirit: "Tomorrow, what are we going to look for tomorrow?"

"How to find?" Chen Mingming shook his head.

Tara smiled and said: "When you stroll, you might come across."

If you have already dropped out of school and are studying abroad, you will naturally not stay here, and naturally you will not meet... all without.

Chen Mingming did not promise, turned around and waved his hand at random as a refusal.

Tara is facing the back of Chen Mingming, hands folded and placed in front of her lips. "I am going to find you tomorrow!"

Chen Mingming didn't care. If he couldn't afford the library, he wouldn't be able to touch it... Yes, this is controllable.

......

......

The moment of turning around, a burning feeling, let Zhao Le gradually wake up.

At the moment of opening his eyes, the surroundings seemed to be awkward. He subconsciously went to find his own glasses... I found it and placed it on the cabinet next to it.

After the glasses were brought on, Chen Mingming looked around in confusion.

There is no doubt that this is the hotel room, and the decoration is very delicate, the price of staying for one night should not be low - but this is not what he cares about, he cares about how he will be here.

When did you fall asleep, who brought him to this place, and... hurts.

He feels his body burning hot and not just a place. Zhao Le’s eyes flashed a fluster... He hurried to the bathroom in the room, hurriedly took off his coat, turned his back to the mirror and looked at his back.

Red scars... A red scar, even a broken skin, like a red snake, wrapped around his back, every scar is a source of hot and stinging.

Zhao Le only feels that his head is still very heavy... What happened in the process of losing consciousness?

I can't fall asleep for no reason... is Dong Shaofeng?

Subconsciously, Zhao Le grabbed the phone and opened up the social software - on the road, Dong Shaofeng gave the friend as a reason, so that Zhao Le added his friend halfway.

- What did you do to me! !

After the message was sent, Zhao Le grabbed the phone with both hands and stared at the screen of the phone, time passed by.

Knowing that suddenly, the screen flashed a bit.

A photo pops up!

In the photo, Zhao Le saw himself... He instantly felt his body cold and his face turned white!

In the photo, his clothes were twilight, he crawled on the ground, and he wore a collar around his neck. The collar was attached with a chain and was held in the hand of a woman.

The woman is wearing a very exposed leather coat with a butterfly-shaped mask...

- Dong Shaofeng! ! You **** bastard, what did you do to me...

But the news has not been finished, the screen is constantly flashing, and a photo of each one, frantically refreshing the screen of this Zhaole mobile phone.

In the photo, ‘Zhao Le’ was intoxicated, or squatting, or squatting, thick and shouting, like a tamed pet, being swayed by a woman like a queen.

The news that had not been finished yet could not continue to be played. Zhao Le’s strength seemed to be drained, and he leaned against the wall and sat down.

At this point, the screen has stopped, but there is a video screen... Zhao Le palms squatting, point on the screen.

In the picture, the voice of the woman's smile is so loud, she waved the whip and slammed it on Zhao Le's body.

"Silly, baby dog?"

"Shuang... cool..."

"Do you want my sister to hit you a few more times?"

"To..."

"Learning dog barking, calling!!"

"Wang, Wang Wang!!"

Unbearable pictures, unpalatable language... no coding.

Hey -!

- The other party requests voice communication.

Zhao Le trembled and picked up the phone, connected the voice, and the anger in his heart made him growl: "Dong Shaofeng!! You bastard!!!"

"How do I bastard? This woman doesn't have a lot of money to play. Isn't it good enough? I am a brother, isn't it good?"

"Dong Shaofeng!!! What do you want to do!!"

"Zhao Le, I don't talk nonsense with you. I don't have any rebellion against Dong Shaofeng. You listened well. From now on, I will let you do what you do, even if you let me take off The clothes are streaking, and you better not say no."

"no way!!!"

"You think clearly, you are a good student... Hey, you said these photos, if the video is posted outside... Oh, you said those teachers who think you are good, classmates, how would you see you?" ... This man is so dirty? I heard that you still have a sister? Or I will send you some sisters too... Rest assured, there is more exciting behind, do you want me to let you pass the first, Zhao Le classmates ""

"You dare!!!" Zhao Le's eyes are splitting.

"Then you will see if I dare to do it... Remember, you play with me, but the egg touches the jade, you are broken, I am only dirty at the most, and the wipe can be clean. Before going to class tomorrow, give me to Xicheng District. Buy a sautéed bag from the top floor. Remember, before class."

"Dong Shaofeng!! Dong Shao...!!!"

- The other party refuses to communicate with you.

- The other party refuses to communicate with you.

- The other party refuses to communicate with you.

Zhao Le’s hand hanged down and reached out to grab his own hair... his head, and he leaned back and forth on the wall.

He seems to have lost his soul, sitting, motionless, and his eyes are gray.

But the phone rang again... Zhao Le twisted the stiff neck and glanced at the phone... It was Zhang Xiaoqin's phone call.

His gaze brightened a bit, and the phone didn't ring a few times, it was already connected, everything was like instinct.

"Xiaole? What's the matter with you? I haven't come over for a long time, is it something?"

It is a worrying and eager tone.

Zhao Le’s heart trembled a little. He tried to make himself laugh, but the voice that came out of his throat was hoarse. “Nothing, I’m fine...”

"Laugh, what happened to you?"

"Oh... maybe just woke up." Zhao Le deep breathed, carefully breathing deeply: "I have an exam in two days, I went to the library to read in the afternoon, maybe too tired, I fell asleep... just woke up, The throat is a little uncomfortable."

"This way...you, you said, don't let you work too hard." Zhang Xiaoqin sighed: "So, let the people in the center help me out, then I will take a taxi back, you will not come over." I am too late."

"No, it doesn't matter, I will come now." Zhao Le quickly climbed up and looked at his own scars in the mirror. He bit his teeth and began to wear clothes: "I will arrive soon, sister, You will wait a little longer. I am not at ease with you alone!"

"Well, don't be too busy."

"I know."

Zhao Leshen took a breath, dressed neatly, lowered his head and hurriedly walked out of the Xihailou Hotel.

......

- "Dong Shaofeng!! Dong Shao..."

In the box of the bar, the phone made a sound like a beast roaring, and then the communication was directly turned off by Dong Shaofeng. After this, Dong Shaofeng’s two teammates suddenly burst into laughter.

"I can think of this bag now crazy! It's too funny, the wind is less! You are really a trick!!"

"Yeah, yeah, I guess this bag, this time it must be hiding and crying!"

"Cry what! Maybe someone will be facing their own ‘exciting show’, and let me know what to do again? Hahaha!!”

Dong Shaofeng didn't talk, just sneer at the two hilarious guys, then picked up a bottle of beer and sipped slowly.

The teammates stopped laughing at this moment. "But the wind is low. I thought you would post these photos and videos tomorrow. Why, do you really want Zhao Le to make you a cow?"

Dong Shaofeng said indifferently: "Now it is just a play, but as long as I hold these things, in the next few years, I want to play how to play, there are many toys in the school, isn't it?"

Teammate said: "That just let him buy a fried bag tomorrow, too cheap?"

Another teammate took a picture of his head. "Pig! The wind is less. This time you want to make a flower in the next door. The buns are bought for her! Don't let this bag buy, don't you buy it!"

He said, he looked at Dong Shaofeng and asked for the authenticity: "There are few winds, these photos, or do you send me a few more, let me play?"

"In this case, the wind will also give me a copy!"

Dong Shaofeng actually went out and said, "Look at it, don't let people play disabled, and the days are long."

"know!"

Then the music in the box began to sound, and several of the princesses who accompanied the wine began to enter.

......

"Sister, I have been working hard for a day, tired, find some water."

After Zhang Xiaoqin washed his feet and massaged, Zhao Le helped Zhang Xiaoqin to lie down, then covered the quilt and turned off the light.

"You, don't read the book, go to sleep. If you are tired, I don't know how to take care of you."

Zhang Xiaoqin lying in bed turned around and looked at Zhao Le carefully.

"I know." Zhao Le softly said that he had to close the door of the room.

His smile, his calmness, this moment can not be maintained... Zhao Le stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqin's room, palms pressed in front of the door, slowly slipping, grabbing... grabbing the knuckles White.

He stood for a long time before he returned to the room, took off his clothes, and then found some potions and began to wipe the scars on his body.

The moment the syrup hit the wound, the burning pain, so that Zhao Le suddenly bite his teeth.

Zhao Le’s eyes screamed with horrible hatred... At this moment, there seemed to be something calling him. He raised his head subconsciously and looked at the closet—the box that he had stuffed.

He didn't know who the contents of the box were sent by, maybe it was just a mischief, or maybe something else... but he didn't dare to deal with the things in the box at will, and intuitively told him that the thing inside was true. of.

The description of the silver pistol written on the paper card that he had discarded was clearly expressed in Zhao Le’s mind.

He stood up fiercely.

It was just too big, and when I hit the desk, the desk was shaking and the desk calendar on the table came down. Zhao Le saw the vivid number circled with a red pen on the calendar. He sat down in a moment and calmed himself down.

"I can't...take risks."

He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

......

When Chen Mingming returned home, there was no one.

Unlike the father who is Zhou Yuxi, Chen Mingming's mother has a good career in his career. Although his mother and Zhou Yuxi divorced a few months ago, it has been a long time.

The house was only bought for less than a year, and spent a lot of money in the bustling area.

Looking at the situation, his mother probably won’t come back tonight, and Shen took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and returned to his room.

He sat at his desk and suddenly flashed through what happened after he met Tara today.

He then shook his head and began to pack up his own things—his table, everything was neatly arranged, even if it was a bottle on the table, the text on the label was facing the table. Visit on the edge.

Chen Mingming opened the drawer and took out a sketchbook from the drawer.

Opened, one of the pages, is the sketch he painted on the riverside promenade in the past few days... his paintings are good, can be said to be super-realistic factions,

Looking at the sketch, the back of the feldspar stool next to the riverside, Chen Mingming gradually saw God...

(End of this chapter)