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Chapter 170 Wang Ye: "Oops... my hand slipped!"



Chapter 170 Wang Ye: "Oops... my hand slipped!"

Cool!

Cool!

This was so awesome!!

At this moment, Wang Ye seemed to be possessed by Feng Baobao, his face with dark circles under his eyes looking unusually excited under the bright moonlight, even giving off a sinister feeling.

What kind of grudge or hatred could this be...?

All I did was watch a show at Longhu Mountain and step on your feet a couple of times outside Biyou Village!

As for?

Wang Ye: "???"

As for?

Is it a problem with the feet?

Don't you even look where you stepped on?!

Wang also declared that tonight, he would take back everything he had lost!

The pain of treading on fire!

We are mortal enemies!

Seeing Wang Ye's extremely excited expression, coupled with Zhuge Qing's body shaking rhythmically from his legs to his mouth, Jiang Bailan sighed that Zhuge Qing was really too lucky to have a good friend like Wang Ye who would betray his brother.

He was really going to cry his eyes out!

Jiang Bailan even reasonably suspected that if it weren't for his Heavenly Lock holding Zhuge Qing back, the other party would already be lying on the ground.

After giving him a few more shocks, Wang felt that was enough and put away the stun gun.

Wang Ye may seem like a fool, but he's actually not much better. Ever since his trip to Beijing ended and he swindled 2 million yuan from his father, he specially commissioned someone to make this stun gun for 10 yuan.

Not for any other reason than to avenge the electric shock at Longhu Mountain.

Not only Zhuge Qing, but Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao are also implicated, especially Feng Baobao, the culprit...

Although they helped themselves in Beijing.

Wang Ye was also very grateful to the three of them, but one thing at a time, those who had persecuted him would not escape!

As for Jiang Bailan...

Wang Ye glanced back at the other person, then felt his own Kun Kun throbbing with pain. He decided it was better to remain "Wei Junjie"; this guy was truly someone you couldn't afford to mess with.

I won't do it again! I won't do it again!

Despite the sneak attack and the first strike, even using the Chaotic Golden Clapper, Wang Ye was still brutally beaten. He decided it was better not to seek revenge!

This is definitely not fear!

It's all about following your heart!

Not shabby!

"Old Wang, why are you looking at me like that? You're not planning to attack me, are you?" Jiang Bailan narrowed his eyes and gave a "nuclear" smile when he noticed Wang Ye looking at him.

Hit them if you can!

Hitting two is also hitting!

Jiang Bailan said that since Wang dared to make a move, he would let him experience what violent aesthetics really meant.

Wang Ye: "...Old Jiang, who are you? How dare I!"

Wang Ye scratched his head. He was no longer the ignorant fool he was when he first arrived in Biyou Village. After being nurtured by Jiang Bailan's loving care, he had changed...

A person will experience three stages of growth in their life.

The first time was when I met Jiang Bailan!

The second time was when I met Jiang Bailan!

The third time was to understand Jiang Bailan!

In Wang Ye's current view, this world is a giant Jiang Bailan. It's okay to provoke anyone, but you can't provoke the other party.

It can be said that Wang also realized the true meaning of life.

Offending other people might not bother them, but offending Jiang Bailan will definitely get you beaten up, and Kun Kun might even get hurt.

"There's no such thing as 'best,' Lao Wang... I hope you don't make a mistake!"

Wang Ye: "...Envoy Jiang is right to teach us a lesson!"

"Old Qing has been subdued. What are your plans now?"

Jiang Bailan pulled out the "far ahead" note from her pocket, glanced at her bank card balance, and casually asked Wang Ye.

Zhuge Qing is in this state, it's about time to end this. We can't just leave him to be desecrated!

Unfortunately, Jiang Bailan underestimated Wang Ye.

The moment his voice fell, the king in the darkness let out a "hehehe" laugh, which echoed across the empty plains, sending chills down one's spine.

He held a lighter in his left hand and a bottle of Moutai in his right.

Jiang Bailan: "...Ah, this!"

Wang Ye: "The show is about to begin!"

As the saying goes, "If the suona horn sounds, all the parents have raised you for nothing." But when Wang Ye lit the lighter, Jiang Bailan felt that Zhuge Qing was almost done for.

"Oops... my hand slipped, I was so careless! Old Jiang, let's put out the fire!"

Jiang Bailan: "..."

Zhuge Qing: Good, good, good!

Wang Ye: "(o?1?9▽?1?9)o!"

Zhuge Qing: When autumn comes on the eighth day of the ninth month...

Looking at Zhuge Qing's contorted face in his unconscious state and his burning trousers, Jiang Bailan wondered, "Is this what the [Wang Ye's Spring Outing Picture] looks like?"

Something feels off.

Jiang Bailan glanced at Wang Ye, whose eyes were wide open, a mixture of disbelief and excitement on his face. He sincerely admitted that he had never seen such clumsy and exaggerated acting.

When his great-grandmother came, she had to use her bound feet to make a three-bedroom, one-living-room house.

After half an hour.

Jiang Bailan and Wang Ye carried Zhuge Qing, who had regained consciousness but had fallen into a coma again, and sped away into the distance, disappearing into the vast wilderness in no time.

Who can understand the meaning of this half hour?

Silence is Cambridge tonight, everything is understood without words. With tears in his eyes, Zhuge Qing said that he would drink first as a sign of respect!

pain!It hurts so much!

-

"Sister Bao'er, why do you think Brother Lan dislikes me so much?" On a distant mountain in Biyou Village, Zhang Chulan sat by the fire and asked with a somewhat disappointed expression.

"What else could it be? I just find you troublesome."

Wearing a white T-shirt with the words "Feel at Home" printed on it, Feng Baobao stared at the roasted pheasant in front of her, drooling as she spoke.

Zhang Chulan: "..."

Although Feng Baobao was telling the truth, Zhang Chulan still felt it was too hurtful. He just wanted some comfort, did she have to be like this?

He had long known that Jiang Bailan didn't like him, but he wouldn't give up.

Zhang Chulan said that one day, he would proudly say, "My father is Jiang Bailan!"

"Sister Bao'er, save me a chicken leg!"

"No."

Zhang Chulan: "..."

"You bastard, what have you done to offend Brother Lan this time?"

Rejected by Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan mentally reviewed his bold words and turned his gaze to Wang Zhenqiu, who was warming himself by the fire.

Wang Zhenqiu: "...I don't know!"

After a moment of silence, Wang Zhenqiu felt more and more wronged, even more wronged than Dou E.

He simply introduced himself, and then inexplicably he started flying. Isn't that bizarre?

What's wrong with introducing yourself?

Is it illegal to introduce yourself?

Is there any law that prohibits introducing oneself?

However, recalling the strength Jiang Bailan had displayed, Wang Zhenqiu rested his chin on his hand, his eyes narrowing beneath his long golden hair as he stared at the crackling fire in front of him, his curiosity about this company envoy growing even stronger...

It's like peeling an onion; you know you might end up in tears, but you still can't resist the urge to cause trouble.

Wang Zhenqiu felt that there must be a lot of fun to be had with Jiang Bailan.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhenqiu suddenly stood up and said, "North China...should we go back to Biyou Village for a visit?"

Feng Baobao: "???"

Zhang Chulan: "???"

The two looked at each other, then shook their heads vigorously.

They felt that Wang Zhenqiu was still too young and had not been baptized by the "Lan-style education" at all, yet he dared to ignore his godfather's instructions.

This is truly like an old man hanging himself – he's tired of living!


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