Chapter 442

Name:The Martial Son-in-law Author:姒念
Zhang Chu shrugged, no longer forced: "then I go back to your sister, let your sister to invite you."

With that, Zhang Chu made an effort to leave.

Qin Siyu immediately panicked and stammered: "you... Do you really want to leave me alone?"

"What can I do if you don't go? I don't want to be with these spiral maggots. "

"Spiral maggot?" Qin Siyu was stunned.

Zhang Chu explained with a smile: "yes, spiral maggots belong to the larvae of spiral flies. They specially drill into people's skin, then lay eggs and eat meat in it. When they grow up, they become flies and fly out of the skin, leaving a hole, which can't be recovered with any maintenance products."

Seeing that Qin Siyu's face turned pale, Zhang Chu struck while the iron was hot. He took out his mobile phone and searched out the photos of "myiasis" for Qin Siyu to see.

Seeing the terrible hole in the picture, Qin Siyu screamed in fright and jumped directly on Zhang Chu, holding Zhang Chu's neck and saying nothing.

"Come on! Get me out of here! I don't want to stay. It's terrible! " Qin Siyu screamed and was obviously frightened.

Zhang Chu immediately took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, stepped on the pitted wall of the well, made a great effort on his feet, and jumped up directly.

Back on the ground, Zhang Chu patted Qin Siyu on the shoulder, indicating that Qin Siyu could let go.

Qin Siyu's cheeks were red and his head was low. He was shy and beautiful.

This kind of vigorous and resolute strong woman suddenly becomes shy, on the contrary, it has a kind of strange aesthetic feeling.

"Go back." Zhang Chu casually reminded a, then turned to the parking position to return.

Qin Siyu followed, with an indescribable taste in his heart.

"I'll go. It's a good car!"

A strange man's voice suddenly came from the parking place.

"BMW 8 series, naked cars all need one million." Another woman's voice followed.

"There are so many rich people these days!"

Zhang Chu subconsciously slowed down and waited for Qin Siyu to catch up before he stepped out of the "Caohai".

I don't know when four young people will appear next to Qin Siyu's car. They are circling around the car, sometimes lying on the window and looking in, sometimes commenting on the car. Three men and one woman, of whom the girl is the most extreme, even sitting directly on the hood, picked up the mobile phone to take a few self photos.

It's not bad to sit on a car made of steel by a little girl, but it's very impolite and embarrassing.

As soon as Qin Siyu's face changed, just for a moment, he changed from shy and timid to frosty.

"Is this your car? Get up and don't touch it

Qin Siyu is not a mean person, just afraid of trouble.

After all, the BMW 8 series is not expensive, but cheap, and a million is not cheap. In case of paint scraping or any damage, the maintenance cost is often tens of thousands of yuan. In case the lion in the 4S shop opens his mouth and doesn't have tens of thousands of yuan, he can't take it down at all. This money is nothing to Qin Siyu. The problem is that these young people, in their twenties, don't look like rich people.

Don't ask for money from them at that time. Qin Siyu is provoking anyone. Should the rich suffer? Qin Siyu's money didn't come from the strong wind.

If you ask them for money, you'll certainly be poor. It's more troublesome to cry, make trouble and hang yourself.

So it's the safest way to get rid of them.

The car belongs to private property. It's very impolite to tamper with and trample on it without permission. It's OK for Qin Siyu to say a few words.

It's just that these four young people, seeing the car owner coming, didn't mean to leave. Instead, they put on a face of "what can you do with me?".

Especially the girl sitting on the hood, chewing gum, a face of disdain cut a voice: "install what than? It's just driving a broken BMW. If you have the ability, you can drive a Lamborghini! "

Qin Siyu glanced at the girl: "do you have anything to do with what I drive? Even Otto Passat, it's my personal property. You can't touch it without my consent! Come down to me now

"Down, down!" With a cold hum, the girl stood up directly on the hood. She was wearing high-heeled shoes, and then she put on a standing long jump posture. With a sudden force on her legs, she jumped down, but there were two scratches on the hood, which were particularly conspicuous.

Qin Siyu's temper has always been bad, where can tolerate this kind of thing, immediately rushed over, grabbed the girl: "give me the car paint repair!"

The girl looked down at Qin Siyu's hand. Her eyes suddenly became fierce. She reached out and pointed to Qin Siyu's nose: "release it for me, I'll say it again!"

"What if I don't?" Qin Siyu naturally won't be frightened by a suckling little girl.

Seeing the smell of gunpowder between them getting stronger and stronger, Zhang Chu was afraid of any unnecessary conflict, so he went up to persuade them to fight.

As a result, just take a step, the right shoulder was grabbed from the side.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Chu's young man, who is in his twenties and twenties, has a shaven face and a "social youth" posture. When he speaks, his mouth twitches, like an angry dog, ready to bite Zhang Chu at any time.

Next to the same shaving board inch, wearing a black T-shirt and Capris Doudou shoes, straightened himself like a young man of xiguataro, and raised an eyebrow at Zhang Chu: "it's nothing to do with you, don't meddle in, or you will be patted on the ground and can't be buttoned out!"

Zhang Chu accepted it.

Today is not to go out did not see the Yellow calendar, but just to persuade Qin Siyu to go home, unexpectedly will happen such a series of shit things.

Qin Siyu has been pulling with the girl.

The girl knew at a glance that she was a little girl who mixed up with society.

Good hair, hot dyed golden, painted with thick smoky makeup, upper body wearing pink sweater, lower body is a pair of perforated jeans, feet is a pair of leisure to can no longer leisure clip slippers, quite a bit of urban-rural integration of celebrity temperament.

The girl threw her arm hard and directly threw Qin Siyu's hand away. She pushed Qin Siyu to the hood.

"Bitch!" The girl spat at Qin Siyu.

At this time, the young man in white shirt and trousers, dressed as an insurance salesman, was surprised and said, "Alan, wait a minute!"

"What's the matter, Zhipeng? You're not a pity, are you A girl named Alan, who shaved her white shirt, looked at the young man.

Ignoring Alan's ridicule, Zhou Zhipeng went around to Qin Siyu and looked at him carefully. His face changed 180 degrees in an instant: "lying trough! Isn't that Qin Siyu? "

"Who?"

"The second miss of the Qin family, the leader of Dongzhou business, I have seen her on TV before."