Chapter 101 Drink? [Please subscribe]

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Chapter 101 Drink? [Please subscribe]

Finally, Yun Song was pulled into the car, and the hurried secretary did not dare to say anything, but rushed him to the hospital.

Although Song Ci was angry, he still acted in a measured manner. In this era, there was no condition for someone to kill someone, no matter what the matter was.

It's just a skin injury. When Song Ci was learning martial arts in his early years, his master once said a wise saying: When you encounter something, you have to take action, but you're afraid of doing something bad and hurting someone. What should you do?

Hit according to firm disability standards.

Don't fight even minor injuries. How to achieve the best educational effect? ​​This is the secret taught by teachers.

If you get blackmailed for a fight, or even go to jail, you are a failure. You must achieve the greatest success within this standard to achieve success.

Song Ci is not a particularly good-tempered person. Of course, in horizontal comparison, he can be regarded as a very normal group.

Who the fuck is teasing your girlfriend with flowers? How can you hold back?

If he really had no temper at all, wouldn’t all those years of training be in vain? Song Ci took action without even thinking about it.

Only now do we have time to consider the aftermath.

Tang Shi threw away the paper ball and washed Song Ci's hands with mineral water: "This is the first time I've seen you fight."

It should be a one-sided beating, not a fight, because the other person has to fight back.

"Are you scared?" Song Ci asked her.

Tang Shi shook his head: "Boys, you can't be too gentle. Those who have established a family must have a temper in order to protect the family."

Her understanding is this: boys should not be too gentle and bloodless, otherwise they will be easily bullied.

Hearing what she said, Song Ci was surprised.

"Don't worry, I will take care of it." Song Ci took her back to the store and made a few calls with his mobile phone. Song Ci couldn't help but smile as he looked at Tang Shi who was gradually becoming less nervous.

If you slap someone for no reason, you are a noble person. Everyone is in the same circle, so you can't talk about it like this. You have no shame, but the elders in the family have shame.

Whether you can deal with the other party depends on your own ability. Within a certain range, no one will say anything.

"That's it?" Tang Shi was surprised.

"Otherwise?" Song Ci smiled: "Otherwise, how complicated do you think it would be?"

She didn't expect it to be so simple. Song Ci made a few phone calls and it was resolved.

She was prepared for the worst, thinking she was going to get into trouble.

As Lao Song said, if he has the ability to cause trouble, he must also have the ability to smooth things over. He can't just stir up trouble and not be able to make peace.

When someone bullies you, you have to bully me back. This is how you have been taught since childhood. Otherwise, you would not hire a martial arts teacher.

He doesn't want others to bully him.

Over there at Jinmen.

Lao Song made himself a pot of tea, sat on the small table by the balcony, poured a cup of tea, and smelled the sandalwood, feeling extremely relaxed.

Until the call came, Lao Song turned his head and looked at the phone number. Lao Song reached out and hung up the phone.

Within a few seconds, the call came again.

Only then did he put down his tea cup and answer the phone.

"Old Song, you are special."

Bang, Lao Song hung up the phone.

He could guess the expression and reaction on the other side. He poured the tea in his cup and watched another call coming. Lao Song answered the call.

"Your son sent my son to the hospital, and you have this attitude?" An angry voice from the other side came through the loudspeaker.

Obviously, he is much more anxious than him.

"What did your son do?" Lao Song asked him.

"For a woman, what? It's not a big deal." The kind of plausibility that should be taken for granted.

Lao Song didn't like that kind of commercial tone.

After drinking the tea, Lao Song looked at his phone.

"The son's fault for not teaching his father is that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked." Old Song curled his lips with disdain: "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

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Seeing that the other party was silent, Lao Song said: "Children are not sensible, and you are not sensible even at your age. Does your family regard humiliating yourself as a family motto?"

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"You have the nerve to call me. If you have this time, teaching your children is better than anything else." After Lao Song finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

It was just a little quarrel between children, and it wasn't a big deal. I even called him, and the more I got back to him, the more he went back.

If Song Ci was beaten, I would only teach him to learn a lesson, and then teach him how to retaliate and how to make the other party suffer even more.

I don't have the nerve to call and ask questions.

She's just a woman, why would she say such uneducated words?

When Lao Song received Song Ci's call and listened to what he said, he knew what was going on. When he was young, he would have been stubborn not to go to the ICU.

Young people are inexperienced and hesitant, while older people just do whatever they want.

"You have to educate him later. He doesn't even understand how to kill a snake." Lao Song murmured to himself.

When he was still thinking about how to educate his son.

On the other side of the city, a middle-aged man threw away his mobile phone angrily. The young woman who came to persuade him staggered with a slap in the face and fell to the carpet, covering her face and not daring to speak.

After smashing several vases, he went downstairs angrily, leaving the woman to pick up the pieces bit by bit.

The storm just calmed down. It was pretty much what Song Ci thought. There wouldn't be so many problems, and life would be as peaceful as ever.

There's no way around it, it's just like that with someone's backing. In the eyes of adults, they are just making small fuss.

Looking at the stall, which was simply decorated and already had its outline, Song Ci took the ice cream and nibbled it on the steps in front of the store.

Susan, who had just come over, looked at Song Ci. She was still wearing the same wavy hair and flaming red lips.

"I heard that you killed someone?" Susan asked him.

Song Ci:?

Is the rumor so outrageous? He just punched a few times. So many people saw it at that time, many of them were bosses in the market.

It's not so outrageous that three people become tigers, right? In a society ruled by law, he wouldn't dare to do such a Shabi thing!

Even if he had the ability, he would not do this. He is still waiting to inherit the family property and live a happy life.

"The rumors are too outrageous. There is no such thing at all." Song Ci denied.

Susan nodded. She didn't think that was the case. Unfortunately, she fought three rows yesterday and couldn't get up this morning. She missed the scene where Song Tiha punched the gangster.

I didn’t expect that the gentle and gentle Song Ci could be so irritable!

She understands the wildness of gentle people.

"Shishi isn't scared, is she?" Susan asked him.

Song Ci smiled: "I just need to kick myself a few times, and everything will be settled."

If the match was evenly matched, Tang Shi would probably rush up with a chair, but Song Ci didn't give her this chance.

Obviously, this kind of scene didn't scare her at all.

"Niuxi, there are rumors in the market now. Stay away from Shishi from now on. There is a suitor who was sent to the hospital by her boyfriend." Susan couldn't help laughing.

It's a good thing that you don't have to worry about these problems in the future.

Song Ci took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to her. He looked at Susan's mental state and said, "Are you not in a good state of mind? Have you had insomnia?"

Shaking her head, Susan sighed: "Young people recover their abilities too quickly."

Song Ci: "."

Yes, Sister Susan is the kind of person who should be happy just in time.

The sweat of hard work can be found in many places in the city, on many vehicles, on many balconies, and in many bathrooms.

He also likes the local landlord when playing cards, and Sandingguai when playing mahjong. It is not surprising that he is not in good spirits.

"We haven't seen each other for a few days, but your lifestyle is still the same." She still unites knowledge and action, and sticks to her own lifestyle as always.

Susan laughed: "For women, it's probably about the same, but for men it's different."

Song Ci didn't know how to answer. To be honest, it was indeed different, different!

He also has no right to comment on other people's lives, especially private lives. No matter how much of a predator she is, she is still very good to Tang Shi and helps her with everything.

It's enough to make friends. Being affectionate or not has nothing to do with friendship.
To be continued...