There was a slapping sound on his shoulders, but Yang Dahe still didn't say anything, just swayed from time to time with her movements.
Yang Feng, who was walking behind the bicycle, was quiet for only half a minute before his mouth became busy again.
"Sister-in-law, why didn't you arrange for me to perform in the last scene? That idiot got the advantage for nothing." Yang Feng sighed with regret. He missed such a good opportunity.
"You go ahead, you might have been in jail by now." Yan Mingli rolled his eyes at him. A middleman in the black market actually wanted to show off. It was like he thought the grass on his grave was not growing fast enough!
"That scoundrel Er Laizi, what if he messes up..." After all, he is a well-known figure in the village, so Yang Feng cannot trust him.
"How dare you talk like that!" Suddenly a figure rushed out from the fork in the road next to him and glared at Yang Feng unhappily.
Then he smiled at Yan Mingli and said, "I followed all the way to make sure there was no one else."
"That means you've been listening all the way." Yang Feng glared back at Er Laizi, his eyes dark.
"I'm one of us, right? Sister-in-law." Ever since Mo Yutong entrusted him with the important task, Er Laizi felt that he and they were good brothers who worked together from the same perspective.
"Yeah." Mo Yutong didn't correct his address, but smiled with pursed lips.
"I said you are three years older than Boss Yan. How do you call me sister-in-law?" Yang Feng hooked his arm around Er Laizi's shoulder with great effort and said with his neck tilted back.
"Didn't I add a small word on purpose?" Er Laizi pried open Yang Feng's hands that were around his neck. With his weight, shouldn't he have some self-awareness?
"We're here, get out!" Seeing the three-way intersection, Yang Feng waved goodbye to Er Laizi in a bad mood.
Er Laizi greeted Yan Mingli and Mo Yutong, rubbed his aching neck, and quickly walked into the darkness.
Seeing Er Laizi leave, Yang Feng quickly took a half step forward and asked, "Sister-in-law, are you really an official from the meat processing factory?"
Seeing him like this, Yan Mingli knew what he was up to, so he quickly said, "Don't have any bad ideas."
"How can this be a bad idea?" Wouldn't it be stupid to not use such a good opportunity?
Yang Feng's small stature bounced back and forth on the back of the bicycle, but he was repeatedly stopped by the tall figure of the young man. Mo Yutong couldn't help laughing at his appearance...
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