Chapter 28: Blockbuster (2)

"Grandpa...you still don't have fun...have you forgotten?! In a while, my grandson will be back! At that time, you can still laugh out?"
"..."
Don't wait a while, now Ling Bufan can't laugh anymore.
Xiao Yong, that was the most maddening star of the Beijing generation. Compared with other people, Ling Luoyu had no comparison at all.
Just as depressed, Ling Luoyu suddenly said "Huh".
At the door, Fang Cheng's primary paper fan was looking at the guests in the room.
The four eyes switched, and he also saw Ling Luoyu at the same time.
"Ha...Ling Sanshao..."
The paper fan was crazy, and he came laughing.
Seeing that, it looked like he was a good brother with Ling Luoyu for many years, and he did not seem to have killed her at all.
For Ling Luoyu in the past, the brain capacity is really too small, he can't remember to eat.
Even if she was bullied outside, as long as the person gave her a little benefit, she would definitely ignore the past of being bullied.
Take this incident today.
In the past, Fang Cheng greeted with such enthusiasm, Ling Luoyu would definitely greet him, and Baba and others called brothers and sisters, pushing cups and changing cups, and completely forgot about his abuse.
"This thing!" Ling Bufan's fingertips creaked.
He knew exactly what Fang Cheng had done to Ling Luoyu.
Had it not been for Ling Luo Yufu's fate, even if he had not been killed at this time, his face would have been burnt.
Ling Luoyu's lips moved slightly, and the sound of mosquitoes and flies penetrated Ling Bufan's ears.
"Grandpa, kill the chicken with a sledgehammer to clean up a Fangcheng, and it doesn't take you, the country lord, to go out in person..."
Turning his head slightly, Ling Luoyu smiled evilly.
"If you do, you would really lift him too much!"
She caressed Ling Bufan's hand and greeted him with a big smile.
"Haha, Master Fang..."
"Ling Sanshao..."
The two people laughed unscrupulously and instantly became the focus of the room.
Even if Ling Bufan was in the line, everyone's faces still showed disgust.
It's so uneducated.
In such a situation where the guests are full, it is so arrogant.
However, it was not the first time that they encountered such a thing. After being angry, they could only endure their madness.
Fang Cheng laughed and patted Ling Luoyu on the shoulder: "Ling San Young Master, I haven't seen you in some days, you really want to kill me, brother..."
"Snapped!"
Ling Luoyu bit the paper fan lightly, and it clicked on the sounding wrist, centered on the wrist bone.
Fang Cheng was in pain, took a breath, and withdrew his hand.
Ling Luoyu seemed to be unaware that he had caused him a loss, and the folding fan shook slightly, his smile glowing, and a thin light of evil and enchantment came out of the black eyes.
"Young Master Fang, what do you miss me? But I was thinking, I didn't kill this young master last time. This time I have to change the gameplay until I kill the young master?"
The words were acrimonious, and the words caught blood.
Fang Cheng seemed to have forgotten the pain on his wrist, looked at Ling Luoyu inconceivably, and smiled as if he had just woke up from a dream.
"Ling Sanshao... where do you start?"
"Where do I start? If Young Master Fang forgets, Ben Shao doesn't mind talking to you from the beginning..."
Ling Luoyu inserted the folding fan into the back waist arrogantly, pointed his right bow, and snapped his fingers twice.
"Bring things..."
Tie Shi quickly sent a thick wooden stick forward: "Three young masters..."