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Chapter 133 It doesn’t matter, Fei.

A numbing feeling came from his fingertips, and Zheng Jirong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Ding Yao, who had been observing the expression of the man in front of her, pursed her lips slightly when she saw this.

Ding Yao's hand slowly stretched towards Zheng Jirong's thigh. Just when she wanted to take a step further, her finger was pulled out!
Zheng Jirong expressionlessly put his fingers on Ding Yao's face and wiped it vigorously a few times.

"you"

Before Ding Yao could finish speaking, Zheng Jirong poured the whiskey in the glass onto his fingers, and then took out the paper towel on the table and wiped it clean.

Witnessing all this, Ding Yao suddenly felt a long-lost sense of humiliation in her heart, and her face, which had been so smoky and charming, instantly turned cold.

"Even if Mr. Zheng is unwilling to cooperate, why do you still want to humiliate a woman like me?"

"Haha, you Japanese people are really interesting."

Zheng Jirong lit a cigar and said calmly: "You don't think that all the men in the world will fall in love with you after seeing you, do you?"

Hearing his words, Ding Yao chuckled and said, "Isn't it true? I think you seemed to be enjoying yourself just now."

"Don't get me wrong," Zheng Jirong shook his head while shaking the cigar in his hand: "When I usually feed dogs, I usually don't resent having my palms licked twice by dogs."

"Don't go too far! I am Thunder Lord's woman after all!"

"Ha, Mr. Lei's woman", Zheng Jirong sneered disdainfully: "I don't care if Mr. Lei asked you to come here this time or whatever, if it was Mr. Lei's idea, then I would like to advise you, don't treat me like a cannon like a pheasant. cylinder."

He raised his hand to hold Ding Yao's chin, looked into her eyes and said coldly: "If it's your own decision and you want to cooperate with me, you first have to deal with that old guy Lei Gong."

After the words fell, Zheng Jirong patted her cheek and said, "Go away."

Ding Yao took a deep look at the man in front of her, as if she wanted to carve his appearance into her mind. After a cold snort, she turned and left. Compared with the calm and confident look when she first entered the door, her back was slightly different at this time. Embarrassed.

After she left, Zheng Jirong's expressionless face suddenly fell, and he breathed a secret sigh of relief.

It was so suspenseful that I almost fell into the trap of this witch. Fortunately, I was determined, otherwise a fierce battle would have been inevitable.

But is this woman looking for cooperation with me?How can a Bay Island Hi-bang partner with me?
Temple Street.

A Fei and A Ji looked blankly at the Twelve Young Masters who were pouring water on their gloves.

"Brother, what are you doing, washing your gloves?"

"Wash your gloves so they won't slip when you use the knife to cut someone. I don't even know if you have ever cut someone before?"

"Ah! Kill people? We don't know how to kill people."

Ah Fei pinched the timid Aji and said haha: "What Aji actually wants to say is that we all use guns and don't know how to play with knives."

"Tch, if you believe it, you will be a ghost!"

The Twelve Young Masters glared at A Fei and A Ji. After getting along with each other for a day and a night, he now knew the nature of these two guys. They were as timid as mice, greedy for life and afraid of death, and lazy to eat!
"By the way, Fei, where's the gun you used to scare those masked men yesterday? It's for the boss to use."

"gun?"

A Fei was stunned, and then said quickly: "Brother, do you have any misunderstanding? That is a toy gun."

"Toy gun?"

The Twelve Young Masters looked at the two of them suspiciously. How dare they scare a bunch of swordsmen with a toy gun?What a joke.

He glared at the two of them and shouted: "Take it out quickly! The boss doesn't listen to what he says. Do you still act like little brothers?"

"Oh"

Ah Fei reluctantly took out a black pistol from his arms. When Twelve Eyes saw it, he suddenly reached out and snatched the gun from his hand.

After carefully examining it and playing with it for a while, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide. This was really a toy gun!

"How about it, I didn't cover it up, brother, this is really just a toy gun. It's okay to use it to scare people, but if you want to shoot people, you may not have the short gun under Aji to use it."

"What short gun? That's a shotgun!"

The tired Twelve Young Master waved his hands to the two men angrily, "Call Aqiang and tell him to meet downstairs at my house in half an hour."

"Oh", Afei and Aji agreed and were about to make a call when they suddenly turned around and asked: "By the way, brother, since it's not a real gun, give it back to us. Neither of us can kill anyone, so just rely on it." I’m using this toy gun to defend myself.”

"Don't talk nonsense. I confiscated the gun. It doesn't matter if you don't know how to kill people. Xiaosha has hundreds of subordinates, and I will give you some training today!"

After finishing speaking, the Twelve Young Masters put the pistol on his waist. This toy gun looked just like the real thing. It might have a miraculous effect if used to scare people at critical moments.

A Fei was not angry when he saw that the thing was not coming back. After he winked at A Ji, the two of them ran to the corridor on the grounds that the signal in the house was poor.

Looking back at the Twelve Young Masters who were wielding machetes in the living room, Aki couldn't help complaining: "Is it wrong? On the first day we join the club, we are asked to chop people." "That's it, but it doesn't matter. , I see that the Twelve Young Masters have a short-lived look on their faces, and they might not be able to survive today’s fight. When he dies, won’t we be able to resume our duties?”

Hearing A Fei's words, A Ji laughed and said, "You're really good at using idioms. It's okay. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. I'll go play with him this time, by the way."

He curiously asked Ah Fei: "Where is the gun that Brother Rong gave us for self-defense? Where did you hide it?"

"Hmph!" A Fei raised his head proudly and said, "I have already hidden myself in a place that no one would guess. Don't worry. When the fight comes, we should follow the old rules and find a safe place to hide first. Get up, if anyone dares to come over, I will take it out and shoot him!"

He pointed while talking, and Aji was shocked when he saw it, "You're not afraid of being blown away by fire."

"What are you afraid of? I'm used to putting the gun on the left side. I put the gun on the right side. No matter how hard I hit it, it won't hit."

After A Fei finished speaking, he saw A Ji's eyes full of sympathy, and he wondered: "I don't know why, but your eyes are so unpleasant."

Aji shook his head and patted his shoulder, comforting: "It's okay, A Fei."

"I rely on."

While the two were still playing tricks, the impatient voice of the Twelve Young Masters came from inside the house, "Does it take so long to make a phone call? You guys are not going to be deserters, are you?"

A Fei and A Ji looked at each other, curled their lips and shrugged, then dialed A Qiang's phone.

Also in Temple Street.

Just as A Fei and A Ji were dealing with the Twelve Young Masters, Zheng Jirong was also busy dealing with others.

But the difference was that the person he was dealing with was a woman, and a very beautiful woman at that.

"Brother Rong, today is the first time we have met since we last signed a shareholding contract in the company. What have you done during this time? Are you very busy at work? Have you eaten on time?"

After Zheng Jirong heard this, he glanced helplessly at Cheng Leer, who was holding his arm. This woman is a little too familiar, but she just saved your life. The way you pledged yourself to her made me very happy. It’s difficult.

Thinking of this, he chuckled and said, "Le'er, you care so much about me, do you have any bad intentions towards me?"

Cheng Leer seemed to have been exposed. After squeezing Zheng Jirong with his shoulder, Cheng Leer hurriedly explained: "It's what my dad meant. He always said that he must thank you, Brother Rong, but every time he invites you to dinner and a movie , your secretary said you were busy, it was hard to make an appointment this time, of course I need to pay more attention to you."

Zheng Jirong nodded clearly and said: "Oh~ I understand, it turns out that both you and your daughter have intentions for me."

"Hmph, I'm ignoring you."

When Cheng Leer heard this, he threw away his arms and walked forward with his arms folded. Unfortunately, Zheng Jirong grabbed his hand before he took two steps.

After pulling her to his side, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but feel secretly moved when he looked at her delicate facial features, fair skin, and the corners of her mouth that pretended to be aggrieved.

Seeing that he remained silent, Cheng Leer couldn't help but look up, and met Zheng Jirong's eyes staring closely at her face.

She couldn't help but secretly rejoice, but she still pretended to be unhappy and said: "Why are you staring at me? You don't want to like me. Although I am approachable and naturally beautiful, how can a pheasant match a phoenix?" Woolen cloth?"

Zheng Jirong raised his brows after hearing this, released his hand and turned around to walk away. Seeing this, Cheng Leer quickly ran up to hold Zheng Jirong's arm and said aggrievedly: "Brother Rong, I'm joking with you, don't be angry with me. "

Looking at Cheng Leer's water-cut eyes, Zheng Jirong lightly tapped her high nose twice and warned: "I don't like girls who are too delicate and unruly."

"I know Brother Rong, I won't do it anymore."

Cheng Leer nodded obediently and agreed, then took Zheng Jirong's arm and changed the subject: "Are you familiar with Rongge Temple Street?"

Zheng Jirong nodded, "My company is in Mong Kok next door, how could I not be familiar with this place? Speaking of which, Le'er, why did you remember coming to Temple Street? Didn't we say we went to watch a movie together?"

"Watching movies is so boring. There seems to be no good movies released recently."

"Isn't it? I heard from employees in the company that a classic movie was released not long ago."

"Really? But I don't like watching art movies."

"It's not an art film, the name of the movie is [Crazy Chouche [-] Blows]."

"Ouch, I've killed you."

Although they had not known each other for long, the two of them were walking and chatting on the street like a couple in love. Cheng Leer would order snacks from the roadside stalls from time to time, but she could only eat as much as a woman. Part of it went into Zheng Jirong's stomach.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Zheng Jirong was planning to go to a theater that could show MJ movies, when a large group of short mules holding machetes suddenly appeared on the street.

The leader was a man with a scar on his face. He swung his sword and shouted at the people behind him: "Smash the entire Temple Street!"

　Cheng Leer is played by the thirteenth aunt in the movie "The Tricky Expert".

　　The villain in "The Twelve Young Masters of Temple Street" is very unscrupulous. In the movie, in order to take revenge on the Twelve Young Masters, he directly blows up the entire Temple Street with bombs, which is very exaggerated.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)