Six hundred and nineteenth thin nine hands
"It depends on the meaning above." Wu Zhen looked at the content on the official Weibo account with his eyes, his eyes were in a dim light, and he looked a little gloomy: "We are all handling it impartially, right?"
Han Susu smiled when she heard this: "Of course, Sister Wu is the most fair, but no matter how you say such a person should teach him a lesson. I used to like him so much, but he ignored me. He was very cold-blooded. If he liked other girls, I could still grab it. He insisted on like a man. He liked Brother Qin. Such a person was simply blind."
What's wrong with their Han family? Where can't you deserve him?
How much money did she invest to support him?
That person is fine, it would be fine if he doesn't give back, he still looks like this.
"Sister Wu, don't worry. Before you catch him, I have to let him know what the consequences will be if you and I are upset in Jiangcheng!"
To put it bluntly, Han Susu relies on her power and power to spend some money on the people she meets, and those people will automatically hold her, such as the few spades she had contacted before.
But the boy didn't take her this trick. She was already unwilling to accept it. After learning that the boy was bent, it was quite suitable for her to explode like this.
Because there are many kinds of girls in this world.
There is one such thing as Han Susu.
Bo Jiu didn't want to communicate with her from the beginning because he had seen through the essence of this person long ago.
Several contacts.
Han Susu always looked at Xue Yaoyao with disdain, regardless of whether others messed with her or not.
I like to use money to solve everything, and there is no problem.
But if you think you have used money, the other party must respond to you.
Bo Jiu never thought she was selling it. She played games, not services.
So when some spades come to the door.
Bo Jiu looked at Chen Xiaodong, stood up slowly, holding his pocket with one hand: "Say it again, who is outside?"
"It seems like you are a fan of you before, Young Master." Chen Xiaodong's voice was a little low: "I said I asked you to give them an explanation."
Bo Jiu smiled: "Speak, come to my house to block my door. Let me give them an explanation?"
After saying that, the boy narrowed his eyes and was very sharp: "Okay, I'll give them an explanation."
Wait a moment!
Chen Xiaodong rubbed his eyes. The young master's face was full of hostility, and it really didn't seem to be giving someone an explanation, but it was like he was going to fight!
More than a dozen people outside are still making trouble.
Half of them are people who often play with Han Susu.
The rest are the past spades.
All their words were from the previous sentence: "I like you so much, how could you treat us like this?"
Bo Jiu really showed no mercy this time.
He said nothing, and punched the troublemaker who was pushing the driver Uncle Wang!
That punch was very fierce.
The man's face was deformed in pain!
The self-proclaimed spade pink standing next to him screamed: "How can you hit someone, you..."
The scream is not over yet.
Bo Jiu smiled, his voice cold and cold: "Unfortunately, there is a camera outside my house. You came to make trouble and even pushed Uncle Wang three times. I still had his glasses under my feet. I can't do it too much. You should be glad you are all girls now, otherwise I would beat them one by one." As he said that, the boy shook his hand and helped Uncle Wang up, his eyes as ice as ice: "Xiaodong."
Chapter completed!