Lao Liao pushed the mung bean porridge in front of him and said, "The porridge made with mung beans, kelp, coix seed, rice and brown sugar can clear heat and detoxify and destroy fire. It is very good for the body. How about it taste?"

Mo Yongtai's momentum just arrived was suppressed and he said thank you, "Teacher Liao, are you mistaken? Chai Yongheng is my subordinate, how could he fight Guan Muyun for no reason? I don't think he is such a person."

While saying that, Lao Liao drank the porridge in the bowl and made a terrible sound: "Haha, you've pushed it all over. Don't worry, there's no need for evidence for this matter. People who are in gangsters never look at evidence when doing things. But I'll just give you a word to convince you. That day, Guan Muyun accidentally pulled off your pants, and then you held a grudge and let Chai Yongheng teach Guan Muyun a lesson. I'm right?"

Mo Yongtai said, "How could I be that kind of person with a rat belly? I was very angry at that time, and nothing happened in half a day." A scene suddenly flashed in my mind. That night, he was surfing the Internet at home and opened a school forum at will. He happened to see the ugly photo. He was so angry that he was also next to him. When he saw it, he said, "Is this the student you taught? You are so arrogant, young master, I will give him some color to you." Mo Yongtai sighed, "Forget it, it's not a grudge for killing his father. It's just that their head teacher is too trash and didn't teach the students well." Chai Yongheng said, "No, this student must learn some lessons." Mo Yongtai thought he was just saying something angry, and didn't care about it until today

It seems that Chai Yongheng must have acted without authorization and caused trouble. As the saying goes, beating a dog depends on the owner. Guan Muyun is just a problem student, but his class teacher is a bit big and willing to stand up for the students. Who would have thought that Liao Xuebing would also have to take care of an ordinary live treasure?

Chai Yongheng was attacked by himself, but seeing Liao Xuebing's words seemed to refuse to give up and insisted on making a difference.

"You are the son of the fifth brother, and I am my nephew." Lao Liao began to rely on his seniority: "I thought I would just let it go, but there must be a rule in everything in the world. Your father often said that no rules are enough to make a square line. Another day I asked Guan Muyun to apologize to him. Oh, this child is too naughty. Besides, the basketball court is chaotic, and there are also big actions when competing for the ball. Don't take it too seriously."

Mo Yongtai's wide eyes gradually narrowed, and he thought to himself: "I think Liao Xuebing is so arrogant. It turns out that he is a little afraid of me. After all, his father's strength is in place, so he dare not offend me casually." He waved his hand generously and said: "It's nothing. I don't care about this anymore, but you have to educate students well in the future."

"I didn't expect you to be so reasonable. Well, then you'll be exempted from apology. But you should take care of Guan Muyun's peony fee. He was beaten to a concussion by Chai Yongheng, and several ribs were broken, and his internal organs were damaged. He is now a first-level disabled person. He can't eat well. He can't sleep well. He has to ask someone to help him help him to pee when going to the toilet. A few days ago, I took him to the hospital for an appraisal. Nutrition, surgery, medical expenses, and mental loss expenses. A total of about 100,000 yuan. We are acquaintances, so we can get a 20% discount. You can just take 80,000 yuan for just one 80,000 yuan."

Mo Yongtai's chin almost fell to the ground, and his face gradually became colder. He dared to blackmail me. He could swallow everything, but he couldn't swallow it in this tone. He was scared at least and calmed down and smiled: "Liao Xuebing, Chai Yongheng was beaten by dozens of you. How can we calculate this debt? We Mo Han was a little bit weak and we were also short of money, so we may not be able to afford it."

"Is that?" The two looked at each other with fear of being able to compare their momentum without blinking, fearing that their aura would be reduced. The eyes collided and violent sparks came into contact with each other, like the lovely couple by the Danube River, like the lovely couple Pan Jinlian and Ximen Qing at first sight.

"I am worthy of being Mo Laowu's son," Lao Liao praised, "If you stop pestering Su Bingyun, I will just let it go."

"Fuck! Who can't bear it? I won't let you go if you have a stolen one step. If you have the affinity, you can grab it."

Many followers outside the door were puzzled: "Didn't the young master come to negotiate with the underworld? Why did he chat with a man with glasses in the porridge shop so intimately? Hey, hey, seeing that, I have a bad feeling when they both looked at me and I had a hunch."

Another person interjected: "The relationship is very sincere, nothing wrong. I guess the young master is unwilling to stay at home because of that tendency, right? He called us to make us think that the wind was so we should not let the fifth master know. Everyone should be more serious. When the young master becomes the boss in the future, we will be the confidants."

The followers were very excited: "It turns out that there is such a meaning. I really didn't expect that the young master and the man with glasses had a secret meeting. They had long regarded us as confidants. The man with glasses might be our sister-in-law in the future."

"No, there is another serious question. Is the young master male or female?"

"I think men with glasses are not good things. They are born fair and fair. You can help you create an opportunity to seduce the young master at night. It depends on yourself whether you succeed or not."

Xiang Mu, the subordinate nicknamed Dog Leg, burst into tears: "If I climbed up to the young master, I will never forget everyone's benefits."

Liao Xuebing suddenly grabbed Wang's wrist and sneered: "Don't be ungrateful. I'm a single man. It's more than enough to fight for your father and son's life. I'll slaughter you on the spot first and then collect Mo Laowu's corpse in the evening."

Faced with the naked threat, Mo Yongtai was not afraid: "If I put the horse over, I wouldn't be a man if I were afraid."

Everyone outside the door had already fallen to the ground: "Shocking! Shocking! We started holding hands. I wonder if they will kiss on the spot?"

Not to mention a boring sergeant, Liao Xuebing glanced under his eyes and saw that Mo Yongtai's waist was bulging and bulging as if he was hiding some weapon. Judging from the shape, it was very likely to be a pistol. No wonder he was fearless. Although he could kill the gun at such a close distance before he could draw the gun on the spot, since he had all had a gun, there must be a sergeant outside the door. If he really did, he would not be spared. It was not worth it to exchange for one life for another, so the threat would not be effective.

"Haha, I know you have a lot of people today, so I will give you a deadline. At the latest tomorrow morning, I will either break up my relationship with Su Bingyun or place 200,000 yuan on my desk."

"You are crazy about money. I don't plan to care about you too much. Do you still want to bite back? Mo Yongtai's dictionary does not have the word "fear" in his dictionary."

"Okay, my students are wrong, and your subordinates are wrong, everyone takes a step back and leave Chai Yongheng to me for the treatment. This matter is over. Su Bingyun, let's continue to fight." The fingers became more and more strange, and the veins burst out with the grip of Mo Yongtai's wrist.

Mo Yongtai is still a physical education teacher with outstanding physical conditions. His wrists are palm joints, and he will squeeze each other when he is caught. He clenched his fists and sneered: "Let me get married? You dream!"

Lao Liao let him go: "Don't give money, don't pay people, and Su Bingyun doesn't let go. Why did Mo Laowu give birth to you, the turtle son? People's patience is extremely limited. I'll give you another three minutes to consider it, otherwise I will go to Chai Yongheng in person, don't think that I can't do anything if you cover him up."

Mo Yongtai pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

"I will do what I say. At the latest, I will chop off Chai Yongheng's hands and send them to you as a gift for Halloween."

"Crazy, I don't have time to talk to you." Mo Yongtai got up and walked towards the gate.

Liao Xuebing said: "I won't drink a bowl of mung bean porridge when I call you. What a pity. I'll pay the bill for you. Remember to pay me the money for the porridge tomorrow, three yuan!"

Lao Liao did not go home directly, so he found Murong Lanluo's home according to the address. No. 29, Chenyang Garden Community, Gongyang Road, not far from Zhuque. There are no high buildings here. Most of them are small and medium-sized villas with two or three floors, about 100 buildings. They are scattered in the community, with different styles. Some have red tiles on the roof, similar to Nordic, some have round domes, white columns, and Persian, and some have stone skeleton vouchers and flying buttresses, but they are distinct Gothic.

The security guards on the patrol community did not see him, so he ignored him. Through the low wooden fence, he could see the building No. 29 clearly. There were only two floors, with ordinary style, windows, gray roof, and bright glass, which looked very similar to the island turtle house in the comic "Dragon Ball". However, outside the door, it was not a coconut but a small osmanthus tree. This kind of osmanthus tree is called the four-season osmanthus tree. It blooms all year round in the south, with a quiet and elegant fragrance. When it shakes slightly, the small flowers will fall like snowflakes.

I looked outside the door and called Murong Lanluo’s house. I hope her mother will take a vacation at home.

"Hello, who do you want?" The phone came from a plain female voice without emotion. She only had such a voice when she was in the mall for a long time and was used to storms.

Liao Xuebing quickly said, "Are you Mrs. Murong?"

The other party said: "There is nothing here, Mrs. Murong, you are looking for the wrong one."

Liao Xuebing's mind was spinning quickly. Murong Lanluo was a single-parent family. She probably had her parents divorced and lived with her mother. Her mother must have hated the unfaithful person in her heart and did not want others to call her Mrs. Murong. Lao Liao called the family phone number. Logically speaking, only acquaintances would know, and acquaintances would not call her that.

He thought about the problem clearly in an instant and changed his words: "Or should I call you Ms. Jin Biting."

"Oh, who are you? What's the matter with me?"

"I am the head teacher of your daughter Murong Lanluo. I want to interview you about some questions about Ling Ai in school."
Chapter completed!