"How dare I play tricks," Liu Yichao got up from the ground and said, "My wife is hospitalized there, and I can't lie to you?"

"Chengfeng," Ma Yuqing grabbed Song Chengfeng's arm, and there was a hint of worry between her two eyebrows, "Let's not go, I always feel that something bad will happen." "

"Quack-quack-quack-" At this moment, a flock of black crows in the sky shouted and flew over their heads, fluttering down a few black feathers and falling to the ground.

"Then," Song Chengfeng glanced at Liu Yichao and asked her, "We just let him go?"

Ma Yuqing's fingers were slightly forced, and he immediately withdrew the two silk threads, Liu Yichao's arms regained their freedom, and he was about to move his body, but his neck was suddenly tightly locked. I saw that Ma Yuqing rose into the air, locked his neck with a scissor leg, and then pressed him to the ground, the slender legs were like deadly chains at this time, and they could break Liu Yichao's dirty neck at any time.

"Crooked...... Vomit...... "Liu Yichao was locked so that his face turned purple and he rolled his eyes.......

With a "click" sound, Ma Yuqing jumped up from the ground with an oolong skein, then took out a tissue to wipe his snow-white beautiful legs, and walked towards Song Chengfeng.

"You won't ...... Kill him......" Song Chengfeng looked at Liu Yichao, who was twitching on the ground, and asked Ma Yuqing with some surprise.

"That's not going to happen," Ma Yuqing said, and looked at Liu Yichao, who was getting up from the ground little by little, only to see that his entire neck was crooked to the left sixty degrees, completely turning into a deformed crooked man, "I tell you, no matter who instructs you in the future, if you dare to come to Song Chengfeng for trouble, I will let your head be completely screwed off." Ma Yuqing's cold tone can instantly make people freeze a layer of ice around their bodies.

After such a toss, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and the two of them set foot on the way back to school. Walking on the bustling street, Ma Yuqing took Song Chengfeng's strong arm and gently leaned on his shoulder, which made Song Chengfeng a little embarrassed.

"What are you blushing for?" Ma Yuqing asked him.

"No, nothing, it's just that there are a lot of people on the street. Song Chengfeng grabbed her soft wrist tightly, as if there was a rattle in her heart, and it kept shaking thump.

"You're so funny. Ma Yuqing said, stretching out his slender fingers and pinching his face.

There was a bus stop in front of you, but there was a large crowd of people dressed in red outside the station.

"This is, the Red Scythe?" Song Chengfeng looked at this group of gangsters in red, and immediately reacted.

I saw that several buses were surrounded inside, and a leading gangster, armed with a red sickle, shouted and cursed there, "You group of mother-like drivers, charge indiscriminately, and it costs a few yuan to take a bus, don't you know that the world is for the public? This Hanjing is the Hanjing of the common people of Hanjing, everything should be free, if you dare to charge today, Lao Tzu will do something for you!"

"We also do things according to the regulations," the bus drivers knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "Our cars are all from the company, and the company also stipulates how much fare we have to charge, so we can't afford not to collect money!"

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