Looking at Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin who were beaten up, Li Dejian, who was hiding beside him, laughed. Seeing his gloating look, even Wei Hong, who was a good-tempered person, wanted to kick him up and relieve his anger. This kid was righteous. Seeing that Yuchi Baolin was really beaten up, he hurried forward to dissuade Cheng Zhijie: "Uncle, please calm down, they all know that they were wrong."

Under Li Dejian's dissuasion, Cheng Zhijie was willing to take action and glanced at Li Dejian with a heavy breath, and said with relief: "Among these guys, you are the ones who are sensible."

While speaking, Cheng Zhijie turned his gaze on Wei Hong, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes: "Who is this person? Are you the friend you just made?"

Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin were beaten to death and collapsed on the ground like mud. Du He and Fang Yizhi were so scared that they did not dare to say anything. In the end, Li Dejian stood up and introduced: "Uncle, this is no friend, he is Wei Hong."

Hearing this, Cheng Zhijie nodded lightly, squatted down, and looked carefully at Wei Hong's face, as if he was studying unknown creatures. Wei Hong did not dare to resist, even Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin were beaten into rotten persimmons. With this ability, don't let it be embarrassing.

After studying for a while, Cheng Zhijie let go of Wei Hong's undesirable face and nodded slightly: "I thought Wei Hong was a bad old man, but I never thought he was a young man."

Li Dejian echoed: "Who said no? At first I was shocked by Master Wei's age. It's really embarrassing to have such a thing as he did at such a young age."

Cheng Zhijie never left Wei Hong, and he looked at Wei Hong with guilt. When a man stared at another man for a long time, there were usually two situations. The first was the situation, the other was a gay man, and the second was an enemy. After confirming that Cheng Zhijie was not a gay man, Wei Hong felt a little relieved. Compared to avenging his grudges, Wei Hong attached more importance to his chastity.

"Squeak~" While Cheng Zhijie was staring at Wei Hong, Li Jing suddenly pushed the door out of the bedroom and walked out of the distance. Cheng Zhijie waved: "Old Cheng, come here, I have something to tell you."

Cheng Zhijie responded and walked over quickly. When he was walking to Li Jing, he deliberately looked up into the house. He was over fifty years old and still had no change in nature. He joked: "Sister-in-law isn't sleeping yet? I, Cheng, have a life of not seeing my sister-in-law, and I was so panicked that I might as well let my sister-in-law come out to chat a few times?" Cheng Zhijie's voice was extremely small, and only Li Jing could hear it.

Li Jing knew that Cheng Zhijie was joking, so he glared at Cheng Zhijie and ignored this. Then he whispered something in Cheng Zhijie's ear, and from time to time he reached out to point Wei Hong. Cheng Zhijie nodded while listening. After Li Jing finished speaking, Cheng Zhijie smiled and slapped Li Jing's arm, sighed: "You have an idea! I'll do what you said!"

Wei Hong didn't know what these two old guys were selling, and he always felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if someone was about to be pulled onto a pirate ship, but he didn't dare to say anything. He turned around and looked at Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin who were lying on both sides and moaning in pain. Perhaps it was a wrong decision to come to the capital, but meeting these people was a wise decision. Just when Wei Hong was glad that he had made some good friends, someone came from the front yard. The person who came had a very gloomy face and a faint light of fire was shining in his eyes.
Chapter completed!