Zhao Qing looked around the room.

Ruled out the possibility of running out.

His eyes again fell on the young man on the sofa.

Obviously, this is the person in charge.

In his twenties, the young man seemed to have never seen Zhao Qing. His eyes were fixed on the TV screen.

"Brother, I don't know which way..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, the bodyguard behind him just picked up a chair and hit him hard.

"Ah!"

Zhao Qing screamed. He was smashed to the ground and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"You made me watch the ball."

The young man glanced at the bodyguard who had just hit him.

The bodyguard bowed his head and retreated.

Zhao Qing staggered to get up from the ground and wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth, but he did not dare to talk.

"Do you like watching the ball?"

The youth asked Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing couldn't figure out what the other side was thinking. He nodded, "it's OK."

He likes to watch women's ball, so he should also like to watch it.

"Sit down and watch."

The young man moved aside and took a picture of himself.

Zhao Qing took a wary look at him, hesitated for a moment, and then walked to sit beside him.

I'm a fish. He has nothing to fear now.

Looking at the football field for half a day without scoring goals, Zhao Qing fell asleep. He really didn't know what this thing looked like.

The most important thing is the national football.

Does the national football still need to be seen?

You can guess the result of the game without looking at it.

When did the national football team win these two years?

"I like Ronaldo. Who are you, your fans?"

Just when Zhao Qing was sleepy, the young man spoke again.

Zhao Qing blurted out, "I'm a loyal Liuyan fan."

Everyone: "..."

It's unique to say that lust is so fresh and refined.

"You lied to me. You don't like football at all."

The youth pulled the corners of his mouth and looked at Zhao Qing.

"Didn't you say I like watching football? I thought you were Liu Yan's fan, too

Zhao Qing blinked, and the big man in the third year showed a very stupid and stupid look, hot eyes.

"Pa!"

I'm afraid that the young man was so hot in his eyes that he slapped him in the face.

Feeling the burning pain on his face, Zhao Qing was furious in his heart. He glared at the youth and grabbed the fruit knife on the table.

"PATA!"

For a moment, the young man did not know where to take out a pistol and put it on his forehead.

"What do you want to do?"

The youth looked at Zhao Qing and asked with a smile.

Feel the cold touch on your forehead.

Zhao Qing swallowed the saliva with difficulty, squeezed out a stiff smile on his face, picked up another apple in his left hand, and said with a bland look:

"elder brother, I see you watch the ball for a while, dry mouth, I will cut an apple for you, the experts said, take apple to supplement vitamin ABCDEFG."

How ugly his smile is now, how ugly his hands are shaking.

"Bang!"

The young man's face was cold and he was shot on the forehead.

"Ah!"

Zhao Qing screamed, his forehead was smashed into a hole, and blood flowed down his cheek.

"You think I'm a fool."

The young man stood up and looked down at Zhao Qing like another dead man.

"Who are you, at least let me be an understanding ghost. What kind of brother is it?"

Zhao Qing looked at the young man and said, covering his forehead with one hand, blood overflowed from his fingers.

"I heard that you used to be Xu Shaochen's glove. I helped him do some rare things. I'm curious. Why don't you share your legendary life with me?"

The young man looked at Zhao Qing and said in a slow and orderly way. He put a recording pen on the table.

Zhao Qing's moment is like a bolt from the blue.

He knows now.

These people don't come for themselves at all.

But for Xu Shaochen, who is behind him.

And it's not a day or two to stare at Xu Shaochen.

Otherwise, how could it be so skillful? Just after Zhou Xue left, their back feet were connected with Zhou Xuan.

"Zhou Xue is such a bitch!"

After thinking about this, Zhao Qing was gnashing his teeth at Zhou Xue.

"Bang!"

The young man kicked him in the stomach.

"Mmhmm."

Zhao qingstuffy hums, covering the belly painfully squatted on the ground.

"Tell me all the things he asked you to do, and then I'll let you go. I don't want to say that I have a way to make you."

The young man looked down at Zhao Qing. His face was frightfully cold and his eyes were twinkling with murder.

"Mr. Xu is a serious businessman. He never asked me to do anything. Oh, yes, he asked me to help donate money to the poor mountainous areas, didn't he?"

Zhao Qingqiang held back the pain from his stomach and looked up at the young man with a wry smile.

"It seems that if you don't see the coffin, don't cry, don't eat the toast, don't eat the fine wine, call me, until you get him to change his mouth!"

The young man gnashed his teeth and said that he was disgusted by such a hard spoken person, because such a person would always slow down his progress.

"Ah!"

Then there was the sound of fists and kicks in the living room, and the scream of Zhao Qing.

"Say no, boy."

After about six or seven minutes of fighting, the young man stopped everyone and stepped on Zhao Qingtou.

"Say, I say, I know a very secret thing."

Zhao Qing said weakly.

"It's almost the same. Those who know the current affairs are Junjie. What's the matter? Say it quickly."

The young man got excited in a flash. Even Zhao Qing didn't say it was a very secret thing. It must be a dark thing.

Zhao Qing grinned, looked up and said off and on: "actually, Xu Mr. Xu, it's It's your father, don't believe it, don't believe it, go back and ask your mother. Your mother was so cool that she fainted several times. Then And then I'm pregnant with you. "

"Big nephew, it's not secret enough. I know it alone. Hahahaha Cough - "

" hit! Fight me to death! "

The young people's expressions are distorted. They step on Zhao Qing and shout hysterically.

Then there was a concerto just finished in the living room.

No matter how to fight, no matter how to intimidate and lure, Zhao Qing just bites to death.

Someone called him a dog of Xu Shaochen behind his back.

He doesn't care because being a dog is better than being a man.

But since it is a dog, it must be loyal and obedient.

Zhao Qing has a steelyard in his heart, so he can distinguish the weight from the weight.

"Boss, I'm afraid we'll kill people if we keep fighting."

After Zhao Qing was knocked unconscious, the bodyguard looked at the young man and said.

"Lock him up first, don't let him die, and try to torture him every day. You must pick something out of his mouth."

The young man gnashed his teeth and said that he was frustrated in Zhao Qing's heart.

Xu Shaochen, I don't believe you are a hedgehog. I can't find a place to eat!