Yushan's number one, Cheng Ping, had a bad temper and was ruthless. His subordinates said that he was worried about ghosts, but he spent two million to buy a little girl. His brother laughed at him for hiding his beauty in a golden house. He held a cigarette and glanced at the thin Wen Ruan, who was wearing a tattered school uniform and gave him a smile that was uglier than crying. Cheng Ping couldn't help but press his temple.
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Wen Ruan had a sudden idea of making roasted durian at home, thinking that just roasting durian would take up too much space, so he carefully brushed a plate of chestnuts with honey water and put it in the oven on the lower floor, then went to the living room to wait for Cheng Ping to come back. Unfortunately, what Cheng Ping greeted him when he came back was not a plate of fragrant chestnuts, but a huge sound of glass breaking and the overwhelming smell of heated durian.
Cheng Plating: "..."
Li Donglin was following behind: "... Wen Ruan, have you already evolved to cook shit?"
Before Cheng Plate could react, Li Donglin turned around and left with the takeout box: "If we have something to discuss another day, Cheng Plate, I suggest that we don't meet again within a week. Goodbye."
The kitchen was in a mess, with broken oven glass, horrible chestnuts on the floor, and durians that were crumbled all over the wall and on the floor. Wen Ruan stood in the middle at a loss, and there were strands of cheese hanging in his hair.
It was rare that Wen Ruan actually saw a hint of astonishment in Cheng Ping's eyes. After they looked at each other for a long time, Cheng Ping finally spoke: "Are you okay..."
Wen Ruan shook his head and said anxiously: "It seems... It's okay."
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Cheng Ping didn't understand that the pungent taste of low-quality tobacco mixed with the smell of blood made his throat tight and bitter. He didn't know whether the Wen Ruan in front of him was a beam of light sent from heaven, or a draft that had no way of turning back and could not be held.
Purpose: to eradicate gangsters and eliminate evil
