Liu Xiaobo dressed up and ran out happily.

Zhang Boyao closed his eyes slightly, and recalled the events of today, and he felt a little unreal: Is the wealthy businessman and the family power related to him? It was just a person, because of a little quarrel, 100,000 or 200,000 hit him directly.

It is hard to imagine that when I left this morning, I was still dealing with Liu Xiaobo for one or two thousand yuan. When I came back, one or two thousand yuan was nothing to me.

As soon as my mind moved, the red Nine-Opsy Stone floated out of my palm. Zhang Boyao smiled slightly: This was my own encounter, not the power you gave me.

Pour a glass of boiling water for yourself, Zhang Boyao turned on his phone and placed it on the table, and picked up the newspaper today that Liu Xiaobo had read.

"The Crazy! The Sixth Time of the Murder!"

The eye-catching bold words were printed on the second page of the newspaper. Zhang Boyao was shocked and suddenly heard the eyes in the alley that night, like wild animals, and the sentence "If it were ordinary people, this punch would be fatal."

Of course, there is also the weapon like a beer driver that is still left in his pocket.

I almost became the sixth victim...

Zhang Boyao looked carefully and found that the entire page was filled with relevant reports. After carefully examining the report, he could clearly feel that the entire page was filled with the embarrassment of policemen.

"We interviewed Officer XX, and he said... I hope so, let's wait and see." It was obviously a bit ironic.

However, this reporter is afraid that the world will not be in chaos, right? Or, this newspaper also has this meaning. Isn’t it afraid of causing large-scale panic by promoting such a big event?

I scanned my name: This newspaper’s special correspondent, Jiang Yan. It seems to have a bit of gold content.

At this moment, the phone ringing rang. Zhang Boyao took the phone and saw a text message on it, saying, "You are really turned off? Call me when you see it."

It seems that she has called herself, but she does not have so much service on her mobile phone card, and she cannot receive a prompt text message after turning off the phone.

Zhang Boyao picked up his cell phone and dialed it over.

"Hey?" The phone dialed.

"Hey, Zhang Boyao? You finally turned on the computer. I am still smart. I sent you a text message..." Lan Xiaoxiao's voice came from the other end.

Zhang Boyao asked, "Oh, Lan Xiaoxiao, do you have anything to come to me?"

"Can't you find you without anything?" Lan Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

"Okay, yes. Now can you tell me what's wrong?" Zhang Boyao said helplessly. He knew that the little girl had this temper, so she could just coax her.

Lan Xiaoxiao giggled: "That's right, I look down on you, I look down on you, I am as strange as you, and I am as beautiful as a flower. Don't you feel that it is a supreme honor?"

"Yeah, you think of me. It seems that you have nothing to say, you just want to talk to me?" Zhang Boyao asked.

"Yes, yes." Lan Xiaoxiao said happily with her cell phone.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Boyao said, "Okay, you say it, I'll listen."

Lan Xiaoxiao snorted with satisfaction: "It's Saturday today. They all went out to play, and I was left alone in the dormitory. I was so bored alone. I was still playing with my phone just now. Do you know that Bai Ruoyun is coming to Yunhai to hold a concert?"

"Oh? Bai Ruoyun? That star in Donggang has been very popular recently." Zhang Boyao knew the name of this entertainment star when he read the newspaper.

"Yes, yes, I have always liked her song "I Love Mission Unforgettable". It's so touching and beautiful. Her voice is accompanied by the feeling of love, which really makes people feel immersive." Lan Xiaoxiao said.

Zhang Boyao didn't have much time to listen to popular songs, but listening to Lan Xiaoxiao's words was not annoying, so he continued to listen.

"By the way, she's here this Sunday. I can get a ticket for a good seat. Do you want to go with me?"

Zhang Boyao replied: "That's not possible. I still have to work and there is no time to go."

"Is that so bad? That's a pity. Right, right, have you read the latest reports? That murderer is still active, so cruel, he is already the sixth person..."

After talking for a while, Lan Xiaoxiao's happy mood suddenly disappeared, and she said with a little discouraged: "It's all these damn guys, none of them are willing to treat me well. If they do this, I will tell my grandpa. Humph, these hateful guys!"

Zhang Boyao said strangely: "You haven't said it before? Zhao Donglai is not very powerful. You should be able to deal with it, right?"

"Hmph! Of course I can deal with it! I just ignore him if I ignore him!" Lan Xiaoxiao's words were obviously angry. Her family was not inferior to Zhao Donglai, but her way of making friends was still at the stage of "whoever is good to me, I will play with him" in the kindergarten, which was much worse than Zhao Donglai.

It’s really strange. Lan Xiaoxiao didn’t know how to be so low-key because she didn’t know how to be so quiet? Also, Li Mo seemed to have a very simple origin, so why didn’t he fight with Zhao Donglai to be the limelight?

After complaining a few more times, Lan Xiaoxiao had the sound of someone talking. Lan Xiaoxiao quickly greeted her and hung up the phone.

It was not until after 8 o'clock in the afternoon that Liu Xiaobo rushed back excitedly. Although he did not dare to be arrogant to Zhang Boyao, he still couldn't help but show off.

"Brother Zhang, you don't know. Cong'er asked me to hold her hand tonight. My God, I'm so happy! I swear I will love her for the rest of my life!"

Zhang Boyao frowned: "Don't be so excited, your saliva is spitting out. Speaking of which, I thought that even if I didn't put her on the bed, at least it was time to kiss. I didn't want you to hold hands just now? What have you done in the past or two years?"

Liu Xiaobo said with a bitter face: "Brother Zhang, don't stand and talk without a back pain, okay? I'm shorter than you, I'm a little bad-looking, and I'm still a gangster who can't drop out of school. Cong'er was very annoyed at first, so she ignored me when I called and sent a text message. I waited for a whole year before she was willing to talk to me."

"It sounds like a good girl who keeps herself clean?" Zhang Boyao said in surprise.

Liu Xiaobo laughed and looked proud: "Of course! If it weren't for this, how could I chase you so hard? Do you know the nearby Boiling Point KTV and Hot Snow Bar? I can find a casual woman and just one-night stand, and I might even be lucky enough to meet a girl, but I tell you that those women can only play with them, and none of them can be reliable."

"To find a long-lasting and sincere person, you have to be like me, with the utmost sincerity, and the dripping water through the stone."

"Come on." Seeing him say this, Zhang Boyao didn't say anything else.

It was already so late that he simply stopped going back and spent the night on the wire bed.

The next morning, Boss Hong took him to Leyun's villa, and Leyun came out to greet the two of them: "You came very early today, and no one else has come yet."

He handed a bank card to Zhang Boyao: "Zhang Boyao, this was sent by Cao Jianguo early this morning. I don't know whose ID card was issued by the account. The password is 123456. Just take out all the money in it and apply for a new card yourself."

Zhang Boyao nodded, took the bank card, and stuffed it into his pocket.

After a while, two more women came. After smiling and greetings, they started playing mahjong.

I think they made an appointment in advance, so there were exactly four people, no more or less.

From morning to afternoon, nothing went wrong this time. The two women had traditional women's morals and spoke cautiously, at least not overly.

At around five o'clock in the evening, the mahjong table just dispersed. Boss Hong took Zhang Boyao back, and he looked in a pretty good mood.

"Now you have no worries about life. Are you still working next time?" Boss Hong looked ahead and said without looking back.

"Boss Hong, do you know what my major is?" Zhang Boyao asked.

Before Boss Hong could answer, he asked and answered himself, "It's funny to say that I studied Chinese. I hope the job I found after graduation is a secretary."

Boss Hong slowed down the car: "What you said seems to mean?"

"Actually, what I think now is that maybe my life shouldn't be like this. Although I only come into contact with Boss Hong and Le Yun, your circle is something I may not be able to come into contact with after graduation." Zhang Boyao said.
Chapter completed!