• Shortly before Luo Nanxuan received the call from his brother, he was blocked by five people in a small alley.
• "Yo, not bad. The rich second generation is rich." The leader was a tall yellow-haired man, who was holding a few hundred-yuan banknotes from Luo Nanxuan at this time, and said with a smile.
• "I've already given you the money, I'll go first." Luo Nanxuan turned around and wanted to leave.
• Huang Mao stopped him with a flash: "Then how can you, just like that, send the beggar?"
• "Then what do you think?"
• Without waiting for Huang Mao to answer, another non-mainstream red hair interjected: "Hurry up, take out what valuable stuff you have on you, or we will poke all your broken things out. I think you will still be in the fourth middle school in the future."
• In the end, he added, "Oh, your parents will be affected more or less, right? That's not good. If you want to blame yourself, it's your own bad luck. It's not good to steal someone's girlfriend, you have to steal our brother Hui's girlfriend. If something like that happens, who is unlucky if you are not unlucky?"
• "I don't know - and, that matter is none of my business at all!" Luo Nanxuan gritted his teeth and said.
• "Oh, even if you say so... will anyone believe it?" Huang Mao said slowly, "If you really have a clear conscience, you don't need to" help "our brothers every month."
• "I just don't want extra trouble." Luo Nanxuan said sullenly. "
• His original intention was just to rest in peace as soon as possible and not create unnecessary troubles. Who would have thought that these non-mainstream teenagers who mixed with society would think they were self-righteous and start kicking their noses and faces, thinking that they had really caught him. The same handle.
• Based on the idea that every time is the last time, but he is annoyed by these extremely thick-skinned people, so he has this disconnected situation.
• "You mean we are redundant?" The red hair looked incredulous.
• Luo Nanxuan: "..." I don't really want to talk to this illiterate.
• But you have to think so.
• "Okay, stop talking nonsense, take it out quickly. We're still in a hurry." Huang Mao urged.
• "No. That's all the cash, it's time for the holiday, and the family didn't give a lot."
• "No? Impossible, bring me his schoolbag!" Huang Mao obviously didn't believe it, and commanded the other three to forcibly remove Luo Nanxuan's schoolbag.
• Luo Nanxuan did not move and let them rob.
• Those three are also the kind of non-mainstream teenagers whose aesthetic cells have died. They are wearing red, blue, and purple hair respectively, and they are more soil and soil.
• They didn't realize that Luo Nanxuan didn't intend to resist at all, and made a fuss, and the whole thing looked like a good thing.
• Two of them were responsible for holding Luo Nanxuan down, while the remaining purple hair grabbed his schoolbag and handed it to Huang Mao respectfully.
• Huang Mao directly threw all the things in the schoolbag to the ground, rummaging and picking them up for a while, but he didn't find any valuable items other than the mobile phone.
• The biggest characteristic of this kind of unscrupulous teenager who mixed with the society in advance is that he is not picky, and Luo Nanxuan's smart phone is indeed not cheap, so he decisively fished up the phone, and the rest of the books were ruthlessly scattered on the ground.
• "The phone doesn't work!" Luo Nanxuan struggled and became a little anxious, "The family will ask!"
• "You said it was stolen." Huang Mao smiled and looked indifferent.
• Luo Nanqiu's call came in at this time.
• Yellow hair is a good thing, and when he saw the name of the note, he couldn't hold back his provocation: "Yo, your brother Iceberg called you, it's strange. I thought your brother would always ignore you, you useless brother."
• Hearing that Luo Nanqiu was calling, a flash flashed in Luo Nanxuan's eyes for a moment, and he struggled even harder: "Give it to me!"
• "I won't give it." Huang Mao turned the screen of the mobile phone so that he could clearly see the note name "Brother" jumping on the screen, and then stretched out his left index finger and pointed to reject.
• The other party was still reluctant, and soon called for the second time, and he quickly rejected it again.
• Luo Nanxuan's face turned completely black, and the strength that erupted from nowhere made him break free from the shackles of Red Hair and Blue Hair at once: "Give it back to me!"
• The few people were thrown away unexpectedly, and they were a little confused for a while, and they didn't think of pulling them back.
• "I like your brother so much. That's right, who doesn't like your brother. University tyrant, handsome, right?" Huang Mao sneered, "But in my eyes, he's just a rich fool - a *."
• These words were impartial and just touched Luo Nanxuan's final bottom line. He clenched his fist and swung it at Huang Mao's face.
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