When Mo Huasong heard this, he looked unhappy.

"Hua Song, you won't be able to get the tickets, right?" Su Weidong became nervous when he saw Mo Huasong like this.

Du Ling liked watching it. If Mo Huasong couldn't get the tickets, he would buy scalper tickets now, and he would have to pay several times more money.

Mo Huasong immediately straightened his chest: "Wei Dong, it's not like you don't know my abilities. How can I still not get these two tickets?"

"Well, you have a luxury car worth tens of millions, so these two tickets are nothing? Besides, you have a good relationship with Xiao Jie." Su Weidong said with saliva on his face.

"Of course, as long as I make a call to Xiao Jie, she will immediately bring the tickets to me." Mo Huasong said confidently, patting his chest.

"I'll go, Sword Spirit girl, the master is getting better and better at blowing." Fire Spirit muttered quietly in Mo Huasong's spiritual sea.

"Call me sister, I'm older than you." Sword Spirit pouted and refused.

Su Weidong nodded desperately: "Hua Song, you call Xiao Jie now and ask her to bring the tickets to the school. Or, go to the house in our community, Du Ling and I will cook a few dishes in person, everyone

Eat together."

To be able to have dinner with the idol goddess, Su Weidong was prepared to sacrifice his lunch time.

Mo Huasong's face turned green when he heard that. Xiao Jie hung up on me just now. If I call him now, wouldn't it be a slap in his own face?

Mo Huasong said seriously: "Wei Dong, Xiao Jie has been very busy these two days, and is still rehearsing at the performance company. How about this, I will just go over and get the tickets in a while."

"Yes, there is a performance tomorrow, and Xiao Jie will definitely not be able to leave. Hua Song, I will trouble you about the tickets. If you want how much, just tell me and I will transfer the money to you." Su Weidong said embarrassedly.

Mo Huasong gave him a lot of things, and it seemed that he was not very good at talking to Mo Huasong about money.

Mo Huasong waved his hand and said, "We are good brothers, so don't talk about money."

So, Su Weidong got out of the car and walked towards the girls' dormitory.

He and Du Ling made an appointment to meet there and then go to the community outside together.

When Su Weidong walked to the green belt around the corner, several boys gathered around him. In front of him was Qian Wenhe.

When Su Weidong saw it was Qian Wenhe, he glanced coldly and asked, "Qian Wenhe, what can I do for you?"

"What's the matter?" Qian Wenhe's face showed anger. "Are you pretending to be stupid? You beat me in the dormitory that day, and I'm going to settle the score with you now. Just be obedient and pay me half a million, or we'll beat you to death.

.”

Su Weidong had Xiao Jie's signature and could be sold for a lot of money. Qian Wenhe had this idea in mind.

This time Qian Wenhe paid for several boys from the physical education department to come over. Any boy with strong muscles could beat Su Weidong to the ground.

"Qian Wenhe, because of our previous friendship, I haven't treated you well? Don't go too far, or I will be rude." Su Weidong sneered.

Next to him, a boy about 1.8 meters tall with two muscular arms stared at Su Weidong and said, "You're welcome? Boy, I think you want to turn into a pig's head."

Qian Wenhe turned around and smiled proudly: "Su Weidong, Brother Hui is a famous boxer. He once won third place in a college boxing competition in Zhanhai City. If you have the ability, why don't you be rude to Brother Hui? Let me tell you,

Brother Hui was very powerful. He broke his opponent's bones with just one punch and had to stay in the hospital for three months."

"Boxer? Very powerful?" Su Weidong's eyes lit up.

He had been practicing the Vajra Magic Kung Fu for a few days, and he didn't know how he was doing now. He just happened to find this Brother Hui to practice.

"Of course, I'm not great, how are you? Silly." Brother Hui rolled his eyes at Su Weidong.

Qian Wenhe told them that as long as they deal with Su Weidong, each of them will be given 10,000 yuan as a selling fee. With such a good thing, how could they not come?

"Okay, I stand here and don't move, you punch me." Su Weidong looked at Brother Hui excitedly.

"Shall I punch you?" Brother Hui felt that Su Weidong's head was a little abnormal. He turned to look at Qian Wenhe: "Is he mentally ill? Don't let anything happen?"

Qian Wenhe stamped his feet and shouted: "Brother Hui, this is Su Weidong's trick. He wants to hurt you and you dare not hit him. How can he be mentally ill?"

"Okay, I'll punch him." Brother Hui thought that he would just hit Su Weidong with half of his strength and knock him down.

Brother Hui roared and punched Su Weidong with his right fist.

There was a "pop" sound, and Su Weidong stood there motionless, while Brother Hui felt a dull pain in his fist.

Su Weidong was so angry that he cursed: "Brother Hui, what kind of bullshit third place are you? Did you buy your boxing ranking with drug money?"

Brother Hui's punch disappointed Su Weidong so much, it was like the breeze blowing by.

"Buy your sister, and I'll beat you to death." Brother Hui became furious when he heard this, and struck with all his strength. His fist as big as a hammer hit Su Weidong's chest again.

"Crack." Qian Wenhe heard the sound of fractures.

He smiled proudly and said: "Hahaha, Brother Hui, did you break Su Weidong's bones?"

"No, no." Brother Hui answered with bared teeth.

Damn it, it wasn’t Su Weidong’s bones that were broken, it was his hand bones that were broken.

"Quick, let's go." Brother Hui turned to his other companions and said, "Let's go to the hospital."

This Su Weidong was so wicked that he punched him with all his strength and actually broke his own hand bones.

Qian Wenhe smiled at Su Weidong and said, "Su Weidong, now that your bones are broken, you'd better pay me obediently, otherwise, you will die very ugly."

Su Weidong was very disappointed with Brother Hui's performance. When he saw that Brother Hui and the others were gone and there was no more fun, he kicked Qian Wenhe.

"Pa." Qian Wenhe was kicked several meters away by Su Weidong and fell into a ditch behind.

"Oh, help." Qian Wenhe felt that his bones were about to break. He wanted to get up from the ditch, but he had no strength left.

Qian Wenhe really wanted to call Brother Hui back and yell at him, but it wasn't enough for him to just break Su Weidong's ribs. Su Weidong could still take action.

When Su Weidong saw that the time for his appointment with Du Ling had come, he ignored Qian Wenhe and continued walking towards the girls' dormitory.

When Mo Huasong saw Su Weidong leaving, he also drove outside.

Xiao Jie probably hung up the phone because she was not free. After a while, she went directly to the performance company to find her and asked her for the tickets. Could she still refuse to give them to her?

Also, he seemed to hear other men's voices just now, which made him feel very uncomfortable, and he felt like he was going to call out the nigger again.

Hum, Xiao Jie, if I find you with another man, I will definitely kill that man.

"Girl Sword Ling, why is it that when Xiao Jie is with other men, the master doesn't kill Xiao Jie but kills other men?" Huo Ling was puzzled.

"Humph, I won't tell you about this little brother." Sword Spirit saw Huo Spirit calling her a girl again, so she simply ignored him.
Chapter completed!