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Chapter 71 This guy is a dog!
12:30am.

Song Wen put on a nice green military coat and a warm green thunder cap. He picked up the disposable mask that he had worn for three days and smelled it. He threw it into the trash can with some disgust and replaced it with a new one.

Refreshed.

"Brother Wen, why are you going so late at night?"

He turned over on the bed to prevent his hemorrhoids from piercing his anus.

"Running at night to exercise."

Song Wen tightened his collar and walked out of the room.

I don't know why I feel a little weak lately, so he wants to go out and rub some lamb kidneys.

When he walked to the door of the training room and saw that the lights inside were still on, Song Wen thought about it and opened the door and took a look.

When Brother Crystal heard the sound, his eyes lit up when he saw Song Wen, who was fully armed, and he immediately ran over and shouted deliberately loudly:

"Ah! Brother Lei Feng, why are you here!"

Song Wen looked at Brother Crystal's mean smile and frowned: "What are you barking at?"

Light, who heard the sound, also turned his head, canceled the match, and stood up.

"Brother Lei Feng."

Seeing the uncharacteristic light, Song Wen felt a chill running down his spine.

These two old men are showing off their hospitality for nothing. Could it be that they want to gank themselves late at night?
The smile on Brother Jingshu's face was about to burst into laughter.

"Brother Lei Feng, Light has been telling me that I want to thank you in person, but I haven't found the chance. It's a coincidence."

Song Wen was stunned for two seconds, looking at Light's attitude, he immediately reacted.

No wonder this kid's attitude toward me alternates between good and bad, and his emotions don't recognize him!

"Isn't this stupid..."

He muttered and said with a smile:

"I'm planning to go out and have sex together, shall we?"

"Together!"

Hearing Song Wen's words, Brother Shuijing burst into laughter.

Who in the entire club didn't know that Song Wen was a tough guy who had to fold a piece of paper in half five times to take a shit. This time he actually said that he wanted to masturbate and that he must be beaten severely.

The cash-strapped Light's face turned red.

"I have no money."

Brother Jingshuang held Light's arm and walked out, "Brother Leifeng is rich. When you have money in the future, please come back."

Song Wen looked at the restless Brother Jingshu with a smile, and hehehe twice, Gangzi had indeed taken a narrow road.

Light, who was being held by Brother Crystal, was still reluctant.

"No, I haven't finished ranking yet."

"Tick eight to rank, you really listen to black. With Brother Lei Feng here, black counts as tick eight! You think so, right? Brother Lei Feng?"

Song Wen had already recorded Brother Crystal in his death note and asked knowingly with a smile:
"What ranking?"

"Black engages in team bullying and asks Light to play fifty ranked games in one night. How is it possible that he can finish the game?"

Brother Jingjing was obviously in high spirits and didn't notice Song Wenheshan's eyes at all.

He looked at light and asked:
"Really?"

Unexpectedly, light shook his head.

"I was the one who called black people online. This is my fault."

"You are quite honest," Song Wen chuckled twice, "Let's go get the skewers, you don't need to fight."

Light and Crystal Brother just walked to the gate and saw Song Wen slipping out of the side wall. They couldn't help but ask:

"What is Brother Lei Feng's identity?"

Brother Jingshu smiled: "I'm not sure. It seems that he is the prince of our club."

He wasn't talking nonsense. After all, when Song Wen first debuted, he was once rumored to be the crown prince of the Snake Team by some netizens because of Sofm's special care.

At first, everyone just took it as a joke. Later, more and more people spread the news and didn't know the truth, and some people actually took it seriously.

For example, the stupid lamp in front of me now.

"Then why does he always have to climb over the fence to get out?" "He is a big star." Brother Crystal and Light walked out of the club and raised their chins towards the other side of the road, "Look."

It was around twelve o'clock in the morning, and under the dim street lights, a woman with disheveled hair was squatting, looking particularly attractive.

Seeing Brother Crystal and Light walking over, the woman raised her head and glanced at the two of them. The light from her cell phone shone on the woman's face, which was pale.

Light was so frightened that he had goosebumps all over his body. He waited until he was far away before asking softly:
"What does this person do?"

"You are Brother Lei Feng's fanatical female fan."

Light thought of Song Wen's neat way of climbing over the wall, and sighed: "Brother Lei Feng is not easy. He is too gentle. He would rather climb over the wall by himself than drive away these fans."

"Yeah, he's a pretty big guy."

"Well, I want to learn more from Brother Lei Feng."

Brother Jingshu couldn't help but be happy: "Why, do you think Brother Lei Feng is your idol?"

Light's eyes were firm and he nodded: "Brother Lei Feng is worth it."

The two of them walked together to a barbecue restaurant a few hundred meters away, where Song Wen was lighting skewers in front of the freezer.

"I just ordered some, and I'll eat it first. If it's not enough, I'll order more."

Brother Shuijing and Light walked into the store first, and Song Wen took five more bottles of ice cola from the freezer before following in.

"There are only three of us, what are you doing with five bottles of Coke?"

Song Wen sat down. The temperature in the store was much higher than outside. He took off his clothes and said:

"Two bottles for you, three bottles for me."

Light stared at Song Wen with burning eyes, watching as Song Wen slowly took off his mask, revealing his bright white teeth.

My eyes hurt a little.

His eyes instantly became moist.

"Are there any leaves on my teeth?"

Song Wen asked with a smile.

Light was a little flustered and subconsciously looked at Brother Crystal aside.

Brother Crystal was lying on the table. If his shoulders weren't twitching, he looked like he was asleep.

"Here comes the mutton skewers."

The boss served spicy mutton skewers and fragrant mutton soup, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Fuck, it has to be Brother Wen, so awesome!"

Brother Jingshuang ignored the matter, grabbed the mutton skewers and started to chew on it.

"Eat, you're welcome."

Song Wen's smile was as warm as spring, and he handed light a mutton skewer with his own hands.

In the pleasant atmosphere, a group of three people and two people were enjoying their meal, and one person looked like a primary school student who had just entered the first grade. He sat upright and said nothing.

Song Wen burped and stood up while putting on his clothes.

"You guys sit down for a while and I'll go pay the bill."

Watching Song Wen walk out, Light, who was silent, said, "Black seems a little different from what I remember..."

Brother Crystal smiled and said:

"Don't get to know a person from the Internet. In fact, I really hated this guy at first. He was always chatting with people on the Internet to keep him popular. But later, after I got to know him more, I discovered that he actually treats me very well. That's right, he won't scold those who have no problems for no reason. Maybe he really just hates evil."

Light's expression was complicated, remembering what Song Wen said during the day: "I don't produce black materials, I'm just a transporter of black materials?"

"Almost," Brother Jingshu, who had eaten and drank enough, stretched out and pretended, with a deep look in his eyes, "This kid might really be able to save LPL."

Light watched Song Wen's figure in a military coat walking further and further away, and murmured: "Why did he just leave?"

Brother Crystal was stunned: "Did he pay the bill?"

"I don't know," Light looked confused, watching Song Wen suddenly take long strides to run, and his figure completely disappeared into the night, "But he was running wildly."

"Fuck!!!"

Brother Jingjing stood up suddenly. No wonder Song Wen, the iron cock, was so generous today. He was serving lamb chops, kidneys and mutton soup again!

"What Lao Zhi said just now is all nonsense, just pretend you didn't hear it, this kid is a dog!!"

(End of this chapter)