Supreme Psychic Power - Chapter 573 The Most Annoying Who's Incomplete Speaking

Calm down, things have not yet deteriorated to that point, Wang Sen comforted him, but laughed in his heart, look at you, aren’t you just a girl, the first love doesn’t understand love at all. Turn this page over

, there are a lot of girls waiting for you to fuck!

"Calm down, boy, you have to calm down." Seeing that Wang Sen couldn't persuade him no matter how hard he tried, he simply ignored him. He did whatever he wanted. If you want to kill someone, just go, as long as I don't give my name out.

"Ma Yong, go and check the origin of that kid." Wang Sen gave the order, and Ma Yong responded and ran away. Peng Wei was still crying, which made Wang Sen feel upset, "Crying like a sissy,

What's the use of crying if your girlfriend is lost? You are not without brothers!"

Peng Wei's crying came to an abrupt end. He jumped out of the car door, pulled a stick to fix trees from the flower bed on the side of the road and rushed out. Wang Sen finally realized the angry power of the otakus and drove him to catch up.

, “Get on the bus!”

"I want to kill him, I want to hit him! Brother, don't stop me!" Peng Wei's eyes were red, like a crazy leopard. Wang Sen pushed open the car door, "Get into the car, I'll be with you.

go!"

Qin Xiao didn't know how to explain this to Peng Wei. Facing Peng Wei's eyes that were almost emitting fire, he lowered his head in shame, "Peng Wei, I'm sorry, I have always treated you as my brother, we

…”

"Nonsense, can't we have love?" Peng Wei roared angrily, "Where is that slutty man? I want to destroy him, I want to chop him, I want to thrust him..."

Seeing that things were not good, the boy's donkey's temper got angry again, so he hurriedly hugged his waist, "Qin Xiao, grab the stick in his hand!"

"Let me go, or I will kill you together!" Peng Wei roared, desperately breaking free from Wang Sen's shackles, rushed to Qin Xiao and grabbed her collar, "Tell me, are you already going to bed?"

"You, don't frame me, I'm not that kind of girl..." Qin Xiao was so scared that his voice trembled. Peng Wei raised his slap angrily. Seeing this, Qin Xiao gave up his resistance and silently closed his eyes.

"Come on, if you make up your mind, beat me to death! Why are you happy in life? What are you afraid of death? Peng Wei, I hope you will remember me when the forsythia next year..."

"My heart is broken." Peng Wei's slap did not fall. Wang Sen looked at the two young men seriously and said slutty words and doing something hot-headed. He suddenly felt that he was with

Is there a generation gap between them?

"I want to kill you! I want to hit you!" Peng Wei, who had just been silent, roared like a crazy lion again, "Qin Xiao, you little gangster, I want to kill you, I want...

…I……"

Wang Sen blocked his mouth and whispered, "Someone is coming."

Sure enough, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps in the corridor. Wang Sen pulled Peng Wei and hid in the bathroom, "These people were probably found by Qin Xiao's mistress. You can't fight later. Look at my eyes and act, do you understand.

?”

Peng Wei's head had not yet come back to his senses from the overheating. He held the mop rod in his hand tightly, hoping to rush out and destroy them all. Wang Sen's big hand pressed him tightly, "Boy, you*

**You can't be quiet, isn't it just a woman? As for the hard work?"

"I'm holding my breath, I'm angry." Peng Wei softened like a deflated ball and muttered. Wang Sen smiled, "You're going to college in a few days. There are so many girls in college.

, I will catch a lot of people like Qin Xiao, and I am afraid that you will be blinded by the time you are afraid."

"I don't want this one, I want this one, I don't care about anything else!" Peng Wei's donkey temper was comparable to that of Tang Wanrong, and he decided that even a dozen cows could not pull them back.

"Shh, don't talk." Wang Sen pinched him, and Peng Wei gasped, finally closing his mouth.

The one who entered the door was a tall and thin young man with long hair with artistic temperament. The hair on his forehead was messy, but there was a strand of long hair behind his head, loosely tied behind his head, and his mouth was covered with fine lines.

The stubble and a pair of black wide-edged sunglasses make the whole person look quite vicissitudes.

According to this guy's explanation, his outfit is a completely vicissitudes of life, and with an old pipe, it highlights his melancholy temperament. Perhaps Qin Xiao is a fan of his artist-style appearance.

I lived there, but I was very enthusiastic about opening the door, serving tea and water, and sitting at the table watching him draw with admiration.

"Brother Song, are you really an artist?" Qin Xiao asked with his hands on his cheeks and a smile on his face. The pretender named Song nodded deeply, "I'm not an artist.

Rigorously, in fact, I am just a prodigal son walking on earth. The joys and sorrows of the world have become indifferent to me. In your life, I am just a bystander. I will watch your life and your joys, angers, sorrows, and joys.

, but it will not be mixed into your life. Do you understand what I said?"

"I understand, I fully understand." Qin Xiao smiled with white teeth, "You are like a cloud, coming and walking gently, leaving only beautiful memories, right?"

The pretender named Song nodded. This little girl is quite clever! He put down his brush and asked at Qin Xiao, "Who is the boy who was beaten by my ashtray just now? Are you a friend?"

"Okay, I'm a friend!" Qin Xiao hesitated and said, "My high school classmate is very good. I always treat him as my brother."

The boy named Song picked up his pipe and took a sip, and smiled, "I can tell that boy is very interesting to you, but he is purely a toad who wants to eat swan meat. Do you like him?"

Qin Xiao shook her head. She wanted to set Peng Wei aside. What did she feel about him? Later he realized that he felt about Peng Wei completely fresh because he came from the strange world in northern Myanmar.

A story that is different from myself, but when this freshness passes, she doesn't have that feeling about him at all.

"That's all, passerby." Qin Xiao said simply and cruelly. Peng Wei, who was hiding in the bathroom, felt cold when he heard Qin Xiao's evaluation of him. He tried his best to break free from Wang Sen's shackles and insisted on rushing out to her

Have an explanation.

"What are you going to do? People say they are just passers-by with you, what else do you want?" Wang Sen's three most annoying people in his life: 1. Those who can't speak completely; 2. Those who think they are self-righteous.

"I, I, I..." Peng Wei, I didn't say that I had come out for a long time. Wang Sen patted his shoulder, "Boy, there is no fragrant grass in the world, why bother to love a single grass alone?

.After a few days you go to school, you will know what the world of beauty and the paradise of virginity is. Oh, by the way, what is the system you are adjusting to? Mechanical engineering? Well, you are taking it on your own."

The two people in the room were also discussing philosophy and life. It was too late to hear that the posture was not involved for three hours. Wang Sen opened his perspective eyes, walked through the solid wood door panel, and looked at the location of the study. The distance was too far and there was an obstacle.

There are too many things that I can't see clearly, but from the two vague shadows, we can confirm that this beast named Song has already begun to attack Qin Xiao.

"They're going to bed." Wang Sen said this to make Peng Wei give up. Unexpectedly, the boy's anger that had just been suppressed rushed up. He lowered his body and broke free from Wang Sen's big hand and kicked the toilet.

The door, waving the mop pole, rushed to the study, "I killed you! I killed you! I..."

Wang Sen hurriedly chased out, but it was still too late. Peng Wei was in a state of rage and was confused. He waved the mop pole and beat it everywhere. The boy named Song grabbed his wrist and threw it backhand, and he threw it firmly.

He fell to the ground, and he was so painful that he kept humming.

"Boy, it's not enough to beat you just now, you dare to come!" The boy named Song clapped the mop pole in two pieces, and used it as a nunchuck, which made Peng Wei curl up on the ground, but was about to enter the door.

, didn't even say a word.

"Stop!" Wang Sen took a step forward and snatched the wooden stick in the hand of the boy named Song. The boy named Song looked at Wang Sen with a sneer on his lips, "Brother, this matter has nothing to do with you, get away from it, get away

, be careful to break your body.”

Wang Sen smiled, this was a ridicule from the bottom of his heart. He had been in the industry for so long, and he was the only one who dared to speak to himself in such a tone. The boy named Song saw a contemptuous smile on Wang Sen's face as if

He was slapped in a big mouth from a distance, and his self-esteem was frustrated, and he threw away the wooden stick, pointed his right thumb at his nose, and raised his head, "Cao, did you give me a face? Do you know who my father is?"

"Tell me, who is your father's evil spirit?" Wang Sen doesn't curse under normal circumstances, and of course this time it's not considered cursing. The boy named Song was immediately furious. No one has ever dared to be so disrespectful to his father. He is cruel.

He kicked Peng Wei who fell to the ground, stood up his triangle eyes and shouted, "You are the one who is on that road, don't you know my dad is the director?"

From this boy's arrogant bragging, Wang Sen learned that his surname was Song and his name was Song Zichu. He was the son of Director Song of the Municipal Finance Bureau. According to him, he graduated from a pheasant university in the UK. Wang Sen began to suspect that this boy was

He is not Song Ziyou's brother, judging from his shameless expression, he looks quite similar.

"Brother, since you said that, let me give you a suggestion. We people in the martial arts world do things. Don't say that your father is the director of the Finance Bureau. Even if he is the king of heaven, he wants to stay in Fengzhou, he has to ask me.

Wang Sen agreed or not!" Wang Sen looked as usual, but this sentence was extremely lethal. Song Zichu was used to being arrogant, so he naturally despised Wang Sen's words. I asked you? You are a ball!

"My surname is Wang, don't be dissatisfied. Tomorrow night, we will take a group of brothers to fight. Do you dare?" It's an era, and this kid's social level is still on the streets.
Chapter completed!