Chapter 33: Heroes, I hate you.

Chapter 33—The heroes, I hate you.
When I returned to the flower shop in the summer, I didn’t see Sun Xinxin. Only Fang Xiaoru and Wang Jie were in the store. Now Wang Jie has become a half employee of the flower shop. The reason why he is half is because he does not need to give him Pay wages.
Asked Fang Xiaoru, only to know that Sun Xinxin went to buy flowers. There are not many stocks of flowers in Xiaohuadian. Today, twenty-five perfume lilies are used. Tomorrow is not enough, so Sun Xinxin must buy some back.
"Hey, summer, Wang Jie said that you went to the bubble Liu Yunman, is it true?" Fang Xiaoru asked.
"No, I want to treat her." Shaking his head in the summer.
"Do you still cure?" Fang Xiaoru is a little unbelievable.
"Of course!" Summer definitely nodded, "I am the world's first doctor!" "Cut, you are still the world's first doctor!" Fang Xiaoru sneered.
Summer is too lazy to refute. He is still thinking about Liu Yunman’s business. Although her illness is very serious and very strange, she can certainly cure her with a counter-attack, but the problem is that he can’t The eight-needle of the heavens will be fully displayed.
In fact, he can only apply a second shot now, because his skill is not enough, but to cure Liu Yunman's disease, he needs to apply a third shot.
"According to my current skill growth rate, at least three years to apply the third needle, that is, I have to extend the life of the doctor and sister for three years, but this seems very difficult!" Summer is a bit distressed, follow At normal speed, Liu Yunman may only live for another three months. He is sure to let Liu Yunman live for a year, but in three years, he is really not sure.
"Do you want me to speed up the cultivation?" The idea emerged in the summer. His physical condition is special, and the cultivation practice is special. In fact, he is practicing automatically all the time. He has no way to make this cultivation faster, unless...
Shaking his head in the summer, the possibility is too small, not at all safe, he still wants another way.
"Husband, come on the phone... husband, come on the phone..." The familiar phone ringing interrupted the summer thoughts.
In the summer, I took out my mobile phone and looked at it, but it was a strange number. Although it was a bit strange, I still connected the phone: "Hey, who?" "Heroes, it is me, Zhao Qingqing!" There was a call from the other side. Excited voice.
"How do you know my phone?" I can't figure it out in the summer. He didn't seem to tell her the phone number?
"Heroes, you don't remember, when you made a transcript last night, I left a phone number. I asked Bingbing, and Bingbing told me!" Zhao Qingqing said quickly.
"Oh, what are you looking for?" Summer is not interested in the beauty of volunteering to be his little wife.
"Heroes, I am in the Taekwondo Hall. I told them that you are a super master, but they said that I am bragging. It is better for you to come to us and prove it to them. Is it good?" Zhao Qingqing is very loud and seems to deliberately let Many people heard it, and from the phone, in summer, there are still many people talking on the other side.
"Not good!" The summer refused.
"No, heroes, they look down on you, how can you not listen?" Zhao Qingqing began to use the radical method.
"I care about them, I am lost!" Summer did not agree, and then simply hang up the phone.
Zhao Qingqing was not willing to call a few times, but he did not pick up in the summer, and then after a while, received a text message in the summer: "Heroes, you let me down!" Summer still ignored.
After a while, another text message: "Heroes, accept me as a disciple!" In the summer, she still ignored her.
After a few more minutes, the third text message: "Heroes, I hate you!!" After this text message, Zhao Qingqing did not come to harass the summer, and finally got clean in the summer.
At this moment, Ma Xiongbing was sitting in the office of the chairman of the Tianma Group, but his face was a bit gloomy.
After being threatened by the summer last night, he chose to follow the instructions of the summer. But this does not mean that he really wants to forget it. Although he said that he would not kill him in the summer, he can trust others, but still believe in himself. So, this morning, he began to investigate the summer, but now, there is no news.
"Marco!" A man in his forties appeared at the door.
"Old Seven, you are coming, come in!" Ma Xiongbing quickly got up and greeted him. After the old seven came in, he went to shut the office door.
I ordered a cigarette and handed it to the old seven. Ma Xiongbing lowered his voice and asked: "Is the investigation clear? What is the kid?" The old seven-year-old took a cigarette and shook his head: "Marco, things are a little troublesome." "How do you say?" Ma Xiongbing's face changed slightly. "Is this kid very big? But I heard that he is just a small flower shop to send flowers." Ma Xiongbing's news, but from Tian Xiaoya, he More money, it does not care about money, directly smashed Tian Xiaoya a million, let her inquire about the summer news around Sun Tianyu, of course, Sun Tianyu knows very few things, he is basically a flood.
"Marco, this kid is like a hole out of the air. It seems that it only took a few days to appear in Jianghai City. However, I found a friend of the Interpol team, but I learned something about this kid." "Although I don't know what he is coming to, if the horse doesn't have any hatred that he can't solve with him, then don't provoke him." "The old seven, our brother, I don't want you, just tell you the truth." "Ma Xiongbing's face is a bit ugly." Tian Xiaoya's horrible thing, you know, I originally wanted to kill Sun Tianyu, but last night, summer suddenly appeared in my villa, I want to let Tian Xiaoya, can not provoke again Sun Tianyu, otherwise I will kill me. How do you say this? It’s not big, it’s not too small. If you can only bear it, I can bear it, but if I have the chance to kill the kid, I don’t want to endure this tone. "Marco, if that's the case, you still have to endure it!" The old seven showed a bitter smile on his face. "This kid has had a lot of troubles in the summer. Su Ziqiang of the Su family was sent to him." Hospital, after a few hours from Woke up, the forensic examination did not detect anything, Marco, this kid wants to kill a person, afraid that there is no evidence..." Ma Xiongbing changed his face: "Is there something? Sujia did not pursue "It's very strange that the Su family did not pursue this matter. The summer seems to have something to do with the Su family. It is said that Subeibei has a good relationship with him." The old seven frowned. "And, the police station has a big deal." Huang Anping was forced to marry him with a gun. As a result, do you know who solved this problem?" The old seven asked himself: "It’s still a kid in summer, he was wearing a handcuff, but he shot at Huang Anping. At that moment, I broke the handcuffs and took the gun. To be honest, if the friend did not promise me, I really thought he was lying to me.
Ma Xiongbing’s face was gloomy:
I believe that the kid was at my house last night. Put a kitchen knife into a ball like a flour." "Marco, forget it, a woman only." Laoqi sighed.
"Old seven, this is not a woman's problem, but a face problem." Ma Xiongbing shook his head. "The main thing is, I am afraid that this kid will still kill me afterwards." "Marco, you are too worried, He has no enmity with you, as long as you don't provoke him, he won't come to you for trouble." Laoqi shook his head and said.
"Right, Marco." The old seven thought of something again. "My friend also told me a message without confirmation." "What news?" Ma Xiongbing asked quickly.
"Summer is Joe's husband," answered the old seven.
"What? Which Joe Xiaoqiao?" Ma Xiongbing was shocked.
"On that Joe Xiaoqiao." The old seven is a bit helpless. "It is said that they heard Joe Xiaoqiao screaming at the summer husband, the reason why they can't confirm, because Joe's family doesn't seem to admit it." Ma Xiongbing stunned.
After a long while, Ma Xiongbing sighed with some helplessness: "Forget it, old seven, I listen to you, I will bear it!" The old seven nodded: "Marco, then I will go first." "Well, Next time I will call the brothers to drink together." Ma Xiongbing appears to be listless.
The old seven quickly retired, but his heart was a little bit uneasy, because he could see that Ma Xiongbing was still a bit unwilling.
This made the old seven feel a little bit sighed. Before Ma Xiongbing made his family, he could bear anything. His wife could send it out by hand, but now, it’s just a lover, but it makes him so unacceptable. It’s really worth the sentence. The more money. The temper is bigger.
Summer is very boring. Before he was bored, he could still enjoy the beauty, but now Sun Xinxin is not there, and his last fun is lost.
"Fat, do you know what is more fun?" asked in the summer, Fang Xiaoru called Wang Jie fat every day, so that everyone is now yelling fat people together.
"Hey, big brother, I usually have nothing online." Wang Jie smiled.

Is the internet fun?
asked in the summer.
"Alright, you can do a lot of things online, chat, watch news, play games..." Wang Jie knows that he doesn't know anything about computers in the summer. It's not surprising that he asked this mentally handicapped question in summer.
"Summer, if you want to go online, you can let Xinjie teach you, isn't Xinjie not having a computer?" Fang Xiaoru inserted a sentence.
"Is there?" I really don't know in the summer.
"Of course, I have been to Xinjie, there is a computer in her room!" Fang Xiaoru looked at the summer a little strangely. "Hey, aren't you all going to bed? Have you not been to the sister room?" "I didn't go in, Xin sister slept in my bed last night." Summer said casually.
Fang Xiaoru is speechless.