"Hello, Miss Shen." Team Long greeted with a smile.
Xiaopang was stunned. What did his father call Sister Qing?
Ms. Shen! Hello?
Shen Qing raised his eyes, "Well, Xiaopang is your son?"
Captain Long and Xiaopang don't look alike. One is dark and strong, while the other is white and fat.
Team Long smiled and said, "Little Fatty follows his mother."
Shen Qing said "oh".
"Dad, do you know Sister Qing?" Xiaopang listened to the conversation between the two and felt that they had known each other for a long time, and that his Sister Qing had a higher status.
Could it be that Sister Qing is the child of some big boss in their bureau?
"I know him, we're comrades." Team Long touched his nose, feeling a little guilty when he recalled his previous bad attitude towards Shen Qing.
Xiaopang was stunned and didn't know what to say for a while. How powerful is Sister Qing?
"Xiaopang, is your last name Long?" Shen Qing glanced at the father and son and couldn't help asking.
"Um... I knew you forgot. My real name is Longhua, and Xiaopang is a nickname."
"oh."
"Then Miss Shen, let's go into the classroom first." Team Long asked cautiously.
"Yeah." Shen Qing nodded.
"Dad, who is Sister Qing? How did she become your comrade-in-arms? Is she a secret agent?" When Xiaopang thought of Shen Qing's skills, countless hidden identities of Shen Qing popped up in his mind.
Captain Long slapped him on the forehead and said, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."
**
Gu Ting had to leave first because of something, so the dinner time was postponed to six o'clock in the evening.
Nie Yu was home alone at night, and Nie Huan was worried, so he refused the dinner party.
Shen Qing nodded, “Well, you go back first.”
Nie Huan said goodbye to Xia Mang and left the classroom.
Team Long deliberately went out through the back door, “Miss Shen, we’re leaving too.”
"Yeah." Shen Qing gave Team Long face and smiled.
Xia Mang stood up from the stool and stretched. "Aren't you tired of sleeping every day?"
"good."
Chen Qing and Xia Mang were both good-looking, attracting a lot of attention along the way. They didn't take the main road, but turned into a small alley, which was quite remote.
"Hey! I know what you guys mean, I've been waiting for you."
A young man with colorful hair came out, followed by twenty or so younger brothers, each holding an iron rod in his hand.
Xia Mang glanced at them and couldn't help laughing. "With his hair done like a rooster, he thinks he's a national idol."
Shen Qing looked up and took a step back, "You go ahead."
She just needs to watch from the side.
Xia Mang's mouth twitched. Could it be that she was a ruthless thug?
"The girl is quite hot, do you want to go together..." Before the chicken head could finish his words, a stone hit him in the face.
"You really want to die!" A man next to him was frightened by the bleeding face of the chicken head and shouted at Xia Mang angrily.
"There are minors here, please be careful with your words."
Xia Mang took off her ordinary windbreaker, revealing a black tights underneath, showing off her curvy figure.
"Tsk, there's another world here." Shen Qing raised his eyes and looked at it, then moved his eyes away.
Xia Mang raised her chin slightly, "That's right, naughty brothers, today I will teach you what it means to seek death."
The people on the opposite side couldn't help but laugh. No matter how powerful these two were, could they be a match for these twenty or so people?
"Qingqing, take this." Xia Mang threw the windbreaker into Shen Qing's arms, glanced at them, took a small step back, and rushed directly into the crowd.
Jigongtou wiped the blood off his face, picked up the iron rod and was the first to hit him. Before he could touch the man, Xia Mang twisted his arm.
"You useless piece of trash." Xia Mang sneered, grabbed the iron rod, and kicked the rooster between the head and legs, no longer caring about his life or death.
Shen Qing lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, occasionally looking up to glance at the battle situation, where many people had fallen.
The cock head lay on the ground groaning, and a small bag of white powder fell out of his trouser pocket.
Shen Qing stared for two seconds, stopped playing the game, and slowly walked over.
When he saw the girl coming, his cock couldn't help but shiver.
Shen Qing squatted down, picked up the transparent bag, and brought it to his nose to smell it, his eyes slightly fixed. He glanced at the cock head and thought, "How dare you play with this with such little talent?"
"Where did it come from?" Chen Qing didn't stand up. He half-squatted, picked up the iron rod that rolled over, and pressed it against Jigongtou's chest.
"What is this? This is flour, bought from the supermarket." Jigongtou's words were evasive, and suddenly, a fierce look flashed across his eyes as he looked at Shen Qing.
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