Because of the African Emirates, all the lucky points are counted.

Chapter 27

Xing Wenbo was a little surprised that Wen He would take the initiative to ask him for a favor.

This is the first time I've known Wen He for several months.

"Say." Xing Wenbo did not hesitate.

In less than half an hour, Xing Wenbo rode a bicycle and drove Wen He from the west of the city to the east of the city, and arrived at the gate of the No. [-] Middle School.

Wen He really admired Xing Wenbo's physical strength. He led him to gallop all the way for several kilometers without slowing down and almost took off on the spot.He didn't mind the pain of the late autumn wind blowing on his face.

During this period of time, the appearance of two high-w students in No. [-] Middle School was eye-catching, let alone two people who were eye-catching in this school, and they attracted curious eyes as soon as they landed.

This is the gate of the high school. Wen He didn't come to find Wen Xiaohang, but Mu Yu.

It is not easy to find Mu Yu in the vast crowd.The only known condition so far is "Mu Yu is a sophomore in No. [-] Middle School", and Wen He knows nothing about him.

Other than waiting, all I can do is...wait.

Wen He thought so, but Xing Wenbo didn't.After he locked his bicycle, he dragged Wen He over to the gate of No. [-] Middle School. He glanced at the students of No. [-] Middle School who came in and out one by one.

The boys in No. [-] Middle School looked at them with doubts, while the girls looked at them mostly excitedly. Two handsome boys standing together, for girls, there is no stronger stimulation than this.After passing by them, many girls couldn't help turning their heads to take a few more sneaky glances, discussing with their friends, and some even took out their mobile phones to take photos on the spot.

Xing Wenbo was very calm, but Wen He was very uncomfortable, he frowned subconsciously, the turbulent and unfamiliar crowd, and the endless noise made him have the urge to leave immediately.Xing Wenbo turned to look at him, grabbed his wrist through the sleeve of his school uniform, didn't say anything, but seemed to say - "Don't be afraid."

Wen He was taken aback.The whole noisy world was still unpleasant, but his mind was settled at once.

Fortunately... I called him to come with me.

When another group of boys came out talking and laughing, Xing Wenbo's eyes lit up, and he took two steps forward to stop him, "Hey."

Wen He was taken aback. Mu Yu wasn't among those people. What did Xing Wenbo want to do?

Those people were as puzzled as Wen He, and hesitantly slowed down. The tall boy at the head asked, "What are you doing?"

The tone is not particularly friendly, this is the unique temperament of No. [-] Middle School, and there is also a preconceived hatred value bonus for students with high W.

"Do you know Mu Yu?" Xing Wenbo cut to the chase, "He's a sophomore in high school."

Those people looked at each other with strange expressions.

Xing Wenbo knew the answer without waiting for them to speak, "Do you have his contact information? Please tell me that someone is waiting for him at the school gate."

"Who are you?" one of them asked.

"Just tell him," Xing Wenbo smiled, "his uncle is here."

Everyone: "..."

Wen He: "..."

Regardless of actual combat prowess, Xing Wenbo's taunting skill might be maxed out in Novice Village.

When the group of people walked away, Wen He couldn't help asking, "How do you know they know Mu Yu?"

"Guess." Xing Wenbo said.

"?" Wen He's question mark was written on his head, can this be guessed?

"An insight into the world is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is an article. Classmates, have you encountered a blind spot in knowledge?" Xing Wenbo said happily.

Wen He: "..." In "A Dream of Red Mansions", these two sentences are the last thing he wants to see. Xing Wenbo's ability to accurately point grass... Tsk.

"No. [-] Middle School's overall grades are poor. Normal people fight every day. Mu Yu must be a thorn in the school. Everyone knows him. It's not difficult to find a few people who know him." Xing Wenbo said "Everyone in school who likes to show off has his own pretentious aura, just a few of them, their hair is shaved more than the other, their school uniforms are not easy to wear, and they even unbutton a few buttons in cold weather, this is coquettish , I don’t think it hurts my eyes.”

Wen He was listening seriously, but at the end, he couldn't help laughing.

He really didn't pay attention to how the buttons were buttoned.

"I was fooled too," Xing Wenbo said, "It mainly depends on the feeling."

The result was really right.

Wen He is still puzzled, they are all people who are taller than W, where did Xing Wenbo develop these strange feelings?

Mysterious man.

The two chatted for a while, and the person concerned made his debut.

Mu Yu brought only one foreign aid today, but his expression was more awesome than when he brought four brothers to block Wenhe last time. The two of them stepped out of the school gate with the momentum of a reinforced platoon.

The last time he dealt with Wen He, there was nothing to be afraid of. Mu Yu only counted himself as one of the combat power, and the other four were all bought by him with a dinner and a supper to support their appearance.Today is different, what he brings is a real school bully... Well, if he is not a school bully, he must also be a class bully, the kind who is called the second in the class and no one dares to recognize the first.

The two of them were caught smoking in the toilet in the afternoon by the provost, and they were dragged and beaten for more than half an hour after school. to the muzzle.

The two left the school gate and looked to the left, but found no enemy.Looking to the right, Mu Yu was stunned.

"Where is the person?" The boy who came with Mu Yu was called Zheng Hao. Seeing that Mu Yu didn't move suddenly, he elbowed his side and asked impatiently.

"Yo—" Xing Wenbo greeted first, "Are you here?"

Zheng Hao was also stunned, Mu Yu was frightened, he was frightened—a student of High W?Still say "Your uncle"?Did he read it right?

"Look for a convenient place to talk?" Xing Wenbo said.

Mu Yu has not yet reacted, but Zheng Hao directly interpreted "convenient to talk" as "convenient to fight". Seeing that the two people in front of him are good students from head to toe, he scoffed in his heart, and his voice was pulled upwards Yes, "There is a small square at the other end, or a dead end over there, it's fine, you choose."

Mu Yu glanced at the unknown buddy beside him with a complicated expression, and it was almost credible to pretend that he had a stomachache at this moment.

…Probably not. The excuses he usually made up for being late and absenteeism have almost covered a history of human medical development. At this time, let alone pretending to be sick, Zheng Hao may not necessarily agree with breaking his leg bone on the spot.

"Let's choose?" Xing Wenbo said, raising his hand and pointing behind him, "When I first came here, I saw a fried skewer over there, which seemed good?"

Zheng Hao: "...?" Brother, are you kidding me?

"Hey, the fried skewers are pretty good. I didn't eat much at noon. I was so hungry, Lao Zheng, you're hungry too, why don't we eat first? I haven't eaten fried skewers for a long time. What do you think, Lao Zheng?" Mu Yu patted Zheng Hao's shoulder vigorously, Zheng Hao was shaken by him, and shouted angrily: "Don't pat the fuck, you know it hurts!"

Mu Yu stopped.

Zheng Hao had never seen someone who made an appointment for a meal before making an appointment for a fight. He couldn't figure out this routine for a while, but he was really hungry, and he couldn't put his energy into a fight, so he raised his nostrils again and said old-fashionedly: " You please?"

"All right, please." Xing Wenbo said.They came back to ask for help from others, and they deserved a treat.

Until a group of people sat down at a small broken table in the overcrowded fried skewer restaurant, Mu Yu still hadn't fully recovered.Xing Wenbo was not used to being so polite today.

The four big boys almost ordered everything in the store. Except for Wen He, everyone ordered a double serving of fried tofu and four bottles of soy milk, each holding a bottle and sucking.Zheng Hao leaned back on the chair carelessly, biting the straw while continuing to look at people with his nostrils, "Then, Mr. Mu Yu, he has something to say."

The attitude is still arrogant, but the tense state of being ready to bite at any time has been reduced a lot, and he will eat others when he comes up, and his mouth is soft.

Mu Yu's face turned dark, "Is there someone as hurtful as you, Old Zheng?"

"I think he's quite a gentleman," Zheng Hao said, "otherwise you wouldn't have had sex with him long ago?"

Mu Yu: "..." Damn, will he die if he doesn't expose the truth?

"Hahahahaha——" Xing Wenbo laughed.

Wen He looked at the three of them silently, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Mu Yu finally introduced the situation seriously, and Zheng Hao suddenly realized, "Oh..." He pointed to Wen He, "This is your girlfriend's brother?"

Mu Yu nodded.

Zheng Hao pointed at Xing Wenbo, "Is this your girlfriend's brother's classmate?"

Mu Yu nodded.

Zheng Hao: "The one who beat Gao Tianyuan last time?"

Mu Yu nodded.Gao Tianyuan is the whistler man.

Zheng Hao shook his head, "You guys love and hate each other...then should we fight today or not?"

"What are you fighting for?" Xing Wenbo said, "We are not here to fight today."

Zheng Hao: "Then you still call yourself his uncle?"

Xing Wenbo: "I'm not saying that, can you come out so soon?"

Zheng Hao and Mu Yu: "..." I really can't.

"Don't envy Xueba's logical thinking." Xing Wenbo said.

Zheng Hao slammed down the glass bottle of soy milk, "No, we have to fight."

"Old Zheng, calm down." Xing Wenbo smiled and waved at him, "Today, my classmate mainly wants to ask Mu Yu something."

Mu Yu and Zheng Hao looked at Wen He together.Wen He paused, and said, "Wen Xiaohang went to an Internet cafe with you last time..."

"She insisted on following us," Mu Yu said, "I didn't want to take her there."

"Well," Zheng Hao nodded coldly, and testified to Mu Yu, "Women are bad at playing games, so they can't be moved."

Wen He: "...I want to ask what game she is playing with you."

""Freedom Continent"." Zheng Hao said without thinking.

They traveled thousands of miles to No. [-] Middle School to seek the answer. At first glance, it was unexpected, but it made sense after careful consideration.

"Freedom Continent" is currently the most popular end-game MMORPG. There are also games that are more popular than it. They are basically mobile games. You can play a game anytime and anywhere, but you can hook people to Internet cafes. That is "Freedom Continent". It's magic.

Wen He and Xing Wenbo looked at each other, and there was a tacit understanding in their eyes that only each other could understand.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Zheng Hao's addiction came up again, "I don't know, do you? You guys know a shitty game, go back and do your homework."

Xing Wenbo didn't want to expose it at first, but he was not happy when Zheng Hao said that, "Oh? You understand it very well?"

"I'm level 47, and yesterday I exploded Ziwu—have you seen Ziwu?"

"I haven't seen it before," Xing Wenbo pretended to regret, "I use the Orange Weapon."

"Just talk about you guys..." Zheng Hao was taken aback, "What are you talking about?"

"Chengwu," Xing Wenbo pointed to himself, and then to Wen He, "One of them. I'm sorry, don't be envious of Xueba's ability."

Wen He: "..." Student Xing Wenbo, you are really enough.

"Do you fucking know what Cheng Wu is?" Zheng Hao patted the table.

"I should know better than you." Xing Wenbo didn't change his expression, "After all, it's been since I started taking it."

Zheng Hao's face turned into a pig's liver color.

"□□Mom, whoever serves you, has the ability to single out!"

"Which server can be from the same region?" Xing Wenbo looked at Mu Yu, "Come together? Two against two?"

Mu Yu thought for a while, then followed Zheng Hao to slap the table with pride, "Come on!"

Xing Wenbo couldn't beat Xing Wenbo in real hand-to-hand combat, he endured it, but he couldn't beat Xueba in a game?He doesn't believe it!

Ho Ho Ho, the chance for revenge has finally arrived!Hard work pays off!

"You choose the time and place!" Zheng Hao said.

"Two o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday," Xing Wenbo said, "Sea of ​​Sorrow."

"Success, whoever doesn't come is a dog." After Zheng Hao said reflexively, he felt something was wrong, "Wait, Sunday afternoon???"

"Yes." Xing Wenbo said.

"Not tonight???"

"No, I have to go to class."

Zheng Hao and Mu Yu: "..."

"11 o'clock," Zheng Hao said, "Is school over?"

"No," Xing Wenbo said, "I have to do my homework."

Wen He sucked the soy milk slowly and nodded seriously.

Zheng Hao and Mu Yu: "..." There are ten thousand MMP words in my heart, I don't know whether to say it or not.

They suffocated until Sunday, and they probably suffocated to death before the fight started.

"By the way," Xing Wenbo said again, "Do you want to bet something?"