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Xing Likun drove all the way to Song Jin's community, the car drifted and swayed, and stopped in front of the convenience store.

'Shengjin Convenience Store' was left with an open and empty shell, the floor-to-ceiling glass, shelves, and freezers were gone, and the walls and floor tiles were splashed with red paint, just like a murder scene.

Song Jin wore an apron, dipped in paint remover, and concentrated on fighting against the paint on the floor tiles. This time he folded in a lot of money, and every cent he could save was pennies. He didn't have to change the floor tiles by handling it himself.

He was working hard with his butt pouted, when someone picked him up by the waist, the brush in his hand almost poked Xing Likun's face.

Xing Likun looked at Song Jin—the eyes were bloodshot, the chin was pointed, and the dark circles under the eyes looked like national treasures... This stupid thing, who is so enthusiastic about taking care of others, why can't he take care of himself?

Song Jin was startled at first, seeing that it was Xing Likun, the corners of his tensed mouth loosened a lot, the back of his head leaned back and hit Xing Likun's hard mandible, "What are you doing, let go! "

Xing Likun snatched the brush from his hand, "Don't mess with it, it's all spilled like this, when do you have to clean it up."

"I'm willing." Song Jin said stubbornly, drooping his head lazily, he was tired after working for a long time.

Xing Likun hated iron for being weak, "Someone smashed up the store, and you just exposed it?"

Song Jin remained silent.

At the beginning, he lost his mind when he saw the mess on the ground, and almost wanted to grind Han Sheng's teeth to suck blood, but after he walked around the entrance of Tianlin Entertainment for a few times, looking at so many smiling people on the street, suddenly I feel very lost again... Interesting?

If Han Sheng collapsed, it would be tantamount to disrupting his peaceful life. It's not worth it just because of that scumbag.

It doesn't matter if the store is smashed, the word 'Sheng Jin' sounds disgusting.

Xing Likun just strangled Song Jin's waist, smelling the refreshing aroma of shampoo on top of his head in a hugging posture, and his heart softened.

"...Have you had dinner yet?"

Song Jin snorted, "I didn't even eat lunch."

"Then what to eat, Aunt Li's skewers?" Xing Likun laughed softly.

"It's too early, she hasn't come out of the stall yet." Song Jin swiped his hand across the street, pointing to the old archway, "The kindness of dripping water will be repaid by the spring, don't fool me with skewers, please treat me to something." Yes."

The old archway is an authentic snack restaurant, and it is not expensive. Song Jin ordered more than a dozen small plates and bowls, and the tables were piled up with colorful and green spaces, which made people's index fingers move.

There was a dish of spicy beef tendon, and Song Jin ate two servings in one go. His face was red from the heat, and he drank heavily, "It's so refreshing!"

"Don't eat such spicy food all the time, it will stimulate your stomach." Xing Likun picked up a piece of beef short rib for Song Jin, "The bones are all crispy, and the taste is pretty good."

The two of them ate slowly, and neither of them mentioned Han Sheng's bad things. Song Jin seemed to have completely forgotten about this man. He should talk about it, smile, and figure out how to decorate the convenience store. The look of broken love.

Xing Likun thought to himself, with such acting skills, what kind of agent should he be? Just transfer to an actor.

After eating, he went downstairs in the community, it was dark, and Xing Likun was counting on Song Jin to tell him to go up and sit down, but Song Jin yawned and issued an order to evict him.

He didn't leave, so he squatted downstairs and lit a cigarette, like a big wolf dog loyal to his master, looking up at the sensor lights in the corridor of the community, turning on and off.

There was no light in Song Jin's room, and there was a series of noises in the darkness, mixed with Song Jin's muffled hum, Xing Likun's eyes darkened, and an arc flashed from the sparks from the cigarette end, and he was already running up quickly!

Xing Likun stepped up three steps, leaped up like a leopard, and frightened a series of sensor lights.

Song Jinzheng was tugging at the door of the house with two people, blood was pouring out of his nose and mouth, he violently grabbed one of them by the hair, and knocked his head on the security door, "Fuck you!"

He limped with his right foot very weakly, and was almost thrown onto the stairs. Xing Likun caught people, kicked them over with one kick, clenched his fists with a sullen face, and boiling anger rolled in his dark eyes.

Last time Han Sheng smashed the store, he didn't see it, but this time he became more courageous and dared to smash people in front of him, what a fool!

Song Jin was touching the keys in the dark just now, feeling something was wrong, squatting suddenly, and heard a bang on the top of his head, someone slammed the stick on the door, and he didn't dodge the second time, his ankle was hit, the sharp pain made him He couldn't help calling out.

These two people were obviously waiting for him. They attacked quickly and ruthlessly, avoiding the vital points, and greeted each other with their faces. City B get out.

He almost wanted to laugh. When we were together, Han Sheng had never been so trustworthy. How many times he had waited in vain before, but now he is fine.

Song Jin didn't know how to fight, so he held his breath, hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damaged eight hundred, twisted and struggled to fight with them, so when Xing Likun rushed up, he didn't suffer much.

Xing Likun's mountain-like height and figure, coupled with the aura cultivated by the vicious fighting in the mess, made the two of them fall in love at first sight.

Xing Likun put Song Jin aside, and went up with his fingers, grasped his wrists and smashed his elbows, pulled his knees hard, bent his waist and locked his throat, every move was vigorous, his slap fell, and he passed out several weights Super tough guys, training these two little ruffians is like trampling on sandbags, screaming at people in the narrow corridor, missing their front teeth, one of them ran to Song Jin's side smartly, hoping to break through, but in the end Xing Likun picked up the stick, put it on his shoulder and slammed it fiercely, then fell to his knees at an angle.

The grievances of the two of them, Nima said that they are ordinary people who have no power to restrain a chicken, this person has obviously messed up! !

Xing Likun pressed the two people left and right, raised his fist as strong as a lead block, first hit the wrist of the one on the left, and then hit the ankle of the one on the right. Frightened by the cruelty on his face, she watched dumbfounded as he kicked the two of them down the stairs like trash.

"Are you okay?" Xing Likun came over, snorted the blood on Song Jin's face with his big hand, and then pinched his swollen ankle, "Don't worry about a broken bone, let's go to the hospital to take a picture first."

"Don't go."

Song Jin leaned against the wall, his back and ankles felt dull and swollen from being hit by the stick. He spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and his eyelashes were wet.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Xing Likun couldn't help rubbing his hands, "Who are you awkward with?"

Song Jin ignored him, and took out the key with shaking hands. The key fell to the ground, and he couldn't even bend down, so he stretched out his hand to fish it.

"Stubborn donkey." Xing Likun snorted, squatted down and hugged Song Jinheng, and walked downstairs steadily. Song Jin was angry, "You put it down! I like to hurt, I just want to remember this It hurts! I want him to pay back every penny!!"

"But my heart hurts!" Xing Likun roared, the lights upstairs and downstairs were all turned on, Song Jin was stunned for a moment, and looked at him blankly.

"Don't worry about Han Sheng's affairs, I have plenty of ways to deal with him." Xing Likun said quietly, "Which grandson makes you uncomfortable, I can't kill him."

The last sentence was slammed hard, and it hit the ground with a loud echo, which made Song Jin sore and hurt, and was ruthlessly punched in the heart.

... He and Han Sheng have been dating for three years, and Han Sheng never said a word to defend him like this, and even introduced it to his family like this: This is my bed partner.

He still remembered the way Han Sheng's parents looked at him at that time, with a hint of contempt mixed with indifference, as if they regarded him as a duckling who was raised by others.

Song Jin's chest was trembling suppressed, and he was honestly stuffed into the car by Xing Likun.

Those two unlucky guys took a taxi all the way to the hospital. Just after they registered, they met Xing Likun who came in with Song Jin on his back. They were so frightened that they went out of the toilet and rolled in mud. When they got out of the hospital, they picked up the phone and went Get angry, "You're too dishonest, that's not only a person, but also brought a Lian family, broke our brother's bones!"

The other party suppressed his voice, "What about him?"

"Twice hits, not as serious as the two of us." The unlucky guy snorted, "You have to pay more in this case, and you have to pay for medical expenses. It hurts your muscles and bones for a hundred days... so much time is wasted for us."

The other party was silent for a while, "Success, add [-], and I will call the money later."

Liao Yayan hung up the phone with a sullen face, just as Han Sheng came out of the bathroom, and asked casually, "Who are you talking to?"