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At this point, Hanabi held up the car window and handed over the undamaged burger, "If you go bankrupt... beg me and I'll give you this burger. It's super big! Woof!"
Gold Dust: ...
Sha Jin couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his stomach and almost vomited.
He turned his head and sighed helplessly, looking at Sambo who was still wearing a disguise beside him with a look of despair, "Friend..."
He doesn't want to talk now.
We were originally still able to chat and laugh, but when I saw this burger I felt like I was about to throw up.
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Sambo raised his eyebrows and gave Shajin an 'I understand' expression, then smiled at Hanabi, "What should we do? This is a gift that Shajin and I carefully selected for our good friend, and you bumped into us right after we came out."
Hanabi: ...
Hanabi silently took back the huge burger she had snatched and took a vicious bite. A huge semicircular tooth mark instantly appeared on the round burger.
She looked at Sambo and had a bad feeling. "Who are you going to send it to?"
"Cheng Cheche." Sang Bo spread his hands innocently, but there was a malicious smile in his eyes.
Shajin perked up and turned to look at Hanabi, "How do you want to compensate?"
Under the confused gaze of Hua Huo, Sang Bo skillfully took out a marker from his pocket and called Cheng Che, "Friend, I have a debtor here. I wonder if you are interested in coming over and painting her black now."
Chapter 615 Is that ok? !
Pinocchio, golden moment.
The Masked Fool's fraud scene.
Shajin and Sangbo gave up the luxury car they had just bought and sat on the side of the road looking very embarrassed, not at all like the carefree look they had just had when they were driving the luxury car and spending money like water.
"Goooooooooooo-"
Accompanied by the familiar sound, Sha Jin and Sang Bo turned their heads at the same time and looked at the road on the side.
The gray trash can tensed his muscles and walked with big strides, pushing a small cart. In the cart was a tall young man, who was sitting in the cart with his arms and legs spread out, with his head hung down and looking drowsy.
After a while, the trash can finally pushed the cart to the scene of the accident, then folded its legs and hands and squatted on the spot, once again pretending to be an ordinary trash can.
“Who’s going to keep the accounts?”
Cheng Che opened his eyes, his light amber eyes seemed exceptionally clear in the night of his dream, "Where's my marker? Hurry and bring me my marker!"
"Here you go." Sangbo yawned, took out a pen from his pocket and put it into Cheng Che's palm. He pointed at the girl squatting on the side of the road eating a hamburger, and then pointed at the luxury car with a big dent next to it, "You can remember it."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che silently looked at the car in front of him. The lines of the car were different from those he had seen before, but the silver appearance was obviously enough to explain the price.
Cheng Che tilted his head to observe for a moment, then asked with uncertainty, "Is it for me?"
"Of course, just drive it for fun."
Sha Jin yawned and looked at Cheng Che lazily, "It's broken, so let's buy another one later."
Cheng Che: ...
He seemed to be dazzled again.
Cheng Che took a deep look at Shajin, then moved his gaze to Hua Huo, "Nice to meet you again, my friend."
Hua Huo wiped the crumbs from the corner of her mouth and looked up at Cheng Che, "You talk as if we've been separated."
"But you owe me a car now." Cheng Che looked at Hua Huo expressionlessly, his eyes flickering as if he was thinking about something.
"Car, car, car, pay me. I still have some money. Even if I don't have money, the company has money. I can still rob it." Hanabi stood up and burped, holding the burger and sighed heavily, "I can't eat anymore."
"This is not a simple car." Cheng Che's face was calm, but there was a hint of coldness in his tone.
He stared at Hanabi with a chilly gaze and said slowly, "This is the first gift my new friend gave me. It's an expensive gift. I specially picked the same silver color as my weapon. It didn't even go ten meters away."
"Did you destroy a car?"
"You're destroying my friendship with Gold Dust!"
"How are you going to compensate?"
Hua Huo couldn't help but be stunned by this series of words. She raised her head and looked at Cheng Che and then at Sha Jin with a confused look.
She thought about it carefully and began to defend herself, "Hey little black bird, how can you measure friendship with money or luxury goods? It's so boring."
"Those who spend money on me may not necessarily love me, but those who don't spend money on me definitely don't love me." Cheng Che turned his head to look at Hua Huo who was standing next to the cart, his tone still calm, "This is what I have known since I was a child."
At this point, Cheng Che looked up and down at Hua Huo, "Tsk, I can tell from the first glance that you don't love me, and you still want to be friends with me? Xing, you are so mean and stingy, and you still remember to buy me a small gift."
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That's it?
Still want to make friends?
First, let’s see how generous the gold placer is!
"Why should I love you?!" Hua Huo put her hands on her hips and looked at Cheng Che, saying loudly: "I treated you to a hamburger, but you didn't want to eat it! Woof!"
"Don't think I don't know that your burger was stolen!" Cheng Che was not willing to be outdone. He sat up straight in the cart and was even able to look down at the fireworks. "You're going to propose and also steal someone's wedding ring? Isn't that ridiculous!"
Xing sent him a photo of herself, Liuying and two big hamburgers, and when he passed by, he saw two of them eating one.
How pitiful!
One is a star core hunter, the other is a star core spirit. Both of them do manual labor. How can they be full with just one hamburger!
Cheng Che sat in the cart, looking at Hua Huo seriously, and loudly retorted, "Xing is just a one-year-old child, how can you steal her food? Although Le Zi people have no heart, how come your heart doesn't even leave a trace of ash?"
"Look, you just robbed the children's food and then you crashed into a car. Tell me, how are you going to compensate?"
Hanabi: ...
Hanabi looked down at the half burger in her hand, thought about the mushrooms she had grown, and then thought about her barking, "How about... I can spit it out?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the trash can stood up instantly, stretched out his strong arms and pulled the cart to the side, seeming a little disgusted.
"Is this a hamburger problem?! This is friendship!" Cheng Che twisted a pen around his fingertips, looking up and down at Hua Huo, "Pick a good place."
Hanabi: ...
Hua Huo looked at Cheng Che in silence. After a moment's study, she turned to look at Sha Jin, "How about you love someone? Love is more important than friendship."
"What does it have to do with me?" Sha Jin laughed, sitting on the steps with his chin propped up and looking up at the two people negotiating in front of him, but he didn't feel inferior in momentum at all, "This is obviously a matter between you and Cheng Che."
At the side, Sambo stroked his chin and looked at it carefully for a moment, then raised his head and suggested sincerely, "Back? Legs? This place is big enough to charge a luxury car."
No one could escape. He didn't escape, Giovanni didn't escape, and Hanabi didn't escape either.
Sha Jin looked at the expectation in Cheng Che's eyes, turned his head and spoke to Sang Bo in a low voice, "This debt..."
"A debt of favor cannot be repaid once it is owed." Sangbo also lowered his voice and explained to Shajin beside him, "You have seen General Jingyuan. His arm has turned black. It is said that he suffers from an incurable disease called Crow Sequelae."
"Why can't you pay it back? Like the debt of Yalilo No. 6?" Shajin raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but look down at Sambo's palm, "What about you?"
"Cheng Che doesn't even give people a chance to pay back their debts..." Sang Bo sighed and waved his hand away, "I'm different. My shoulders are all black now."
Gold Dust: ...
Sha Jin looked down at his clean skin hidden under his clothes and couldn't help but sigh, "I admit defeat."
Pretty proud?
Well, next time I'll ask Professor Latio if he has any debts. By the way...
Exercise your brain, but don't let your arms get black.
"You choose. If you don't choose, I will."
Cheng Che said, holding the pen and waiting for Hua Huo's answer.
Hua Huo was silent, looking at Cheng Che with a pair of sparkling eyes. After a moment, Hua Huo suddenly raised her legs and put them on the cart, "Remember! Remember! Is that okay?!"
"I remember it, but why are you still so fierce?" Cheng Che glanced at Hua Huo and couldn't help but mutter, "Why are you so anxious when I'm not anxious? Could it be that... your defense is broken?"
【Extra 14】
"Oh my dear..."
The old lady spoke with a loving voice, and the boy in a hospital gown was embraced in her arms. A pair of slightly wrinkled hands caressed the boy's cheek affectionately. Her old eyes were dim and she was almost crying. "You have suffered so much. Wait for your father to come back and let your grandfather beat him! Kneel in the yard and beat him!"
Cheng Che lowered his eyes, rested his forehead on the old man's shoulder, and responded muffledly, "Be more focused."
"Okay, okay." The old lady agreed hastily, and turned to the man who had just sat on the sofa and was about to give up, "Go, call your uncle back! He didn't do anything wrong. Why did you call Guan Cheche to death? Did he kill someone or set a fire? How can he be considered a psychopath if he can't even slap the cat at home? I think he is the psychopath!"
The man looked up and nodded, "Okay, I'll ask my uncle to buy you a feather duster when he goes home to apologize."
How biased.
It's so cruel to beat your own son for the sake of your grandson.
Tang Muching leaned lazily on the sofa, took out his cell phone and sent a message with his eyes squinting, seeming to want to join in the fun.
As for whether it is someone else’s family affair, it’s okay, I don’t care about it.
These families can curse each other in the business world, and then go home together to eat.
"Okay." The old lady turned her head again and rubbed Cheng Che's cheek with a distressed look, "You've lost weight. What do you want to eat? Grandma will ask Auntie to make it for you. Don't go to school these few days. Have a good rest for two days."
At this point, the old lady rubbed Cheng Che's head and sighed softly, "Let your brothers take you out to relax, and come back after I beat your father. Don't let the scene of fighting and killing scare my Che Che."
Cheng Che responded, closing his eyes and leaning against his grandmother, saying softly, "You want to eat peeled shrimps, cooked with my father's most expensive pre-rain Longjing tea."
"Okay, let your aunt buy it and your father peel it." The old lady responded again. Just as she was about to speak to give instructions, she saw Tang Muching raise his hand to indicate that she had made note of it.
The old lady hugged Cheng Che affectionately and coaxed him for a long time, then patted her grandson's back and said, "Go take a shower and change your clothes. Auntie has put pomelo leaves in your bathroom."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che opened his eyes in confusion, "I was just in the hospital for two days, I wasn't in jail."
"That's the same. Is it a good thing for a child to be hospitalized?" The old lady looked at Cheng Che disapprovingly and continued to pat Cheng Che, "Go quickly, don't get involved in the family war!"
Cheng Che nodded, stood up and looked at his hospital gown, then slowly walked upstairs in a pair of soft slippers.
Before he stepped onto the stairs, a woman's angry voice came from the yard.