196: C196 Too Deep to Play

C196 Too Deep to Play

"Brother Yong Zi, you take control of him. I'll call the Public Security Bureau right now." While speaking, Spring Peaches took out an old-fashioned mobile phone from her apron.

"Fine, fight. I must have him under control. " To be able to win his heart over with a smile, Qin Yong felt as if he had eaten honey. He had long forgotten about the agreement between him and Lin Fei.

He did as Spring Peaches said.

"Brave one, you are silly!" "Let me go quickly. I'm almost done with the act." "Lin Fei anxiously whispered into Qin Yong's ear.

At this moment, Qin Yong's mind was in a whirl of joy. He did not listen to what Lin Fei said at all, and all he wanted to do was to curry favor with the Spring Peaches.

"F * ck you!" Seeing that Qin Yong did not intend to let him go, Lin Fei swore.

At the same time, Spring Peaches had already called the Public Security Bureau and was briefing the police about the details.

At this rate, Lin Fei was going to be considered a rapist, and he was going to be sent to prison.

"Scram!" Lin Fei was a cultivator, how could Qin Yong control him?

In a fit of rage, with a little bit of force, Qin Yong was flipped over and fell to the ground.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Fei quickly stood up and scampered off.

"Brother Yong, don't let him escape." Seeing this scene, Spring Peaches hurriedly shouted.

"Trying to run? There isn't even a door." Qin Yong threw himself onto the ground like a crocodile and tightly hugged onto Lin Fei's thigh.

Lin Fei wanted to cry, but no tears came out. He cursed Qin Yong in his heart for entering the drama too deeply.

His good intentions were to design a movie where he would help Qin Yong chase after the spring peach.

On the other hand, to curry favor with the Spring Peaches, Qin Yong was unwilling to forgive her. He really wanted to send himself to jail.

"Hurry up and let go!" If not for the fact that Qin Yong was his brother, Lin Fei would have long since kicked Qin Yong into outer space.

Qin Yong didn't pay any attention to Lin Fei. He turned to Spring Peaches and said with a smile, "Spring Peaches, don't worry. I, the Hero, won't let him run away so easily."

Lin Fei understood one thing. For the sake of the Peach of Spring, Qin Yong could do anything.

Thinking like this, Lin Fei felt that if he didn't use real strength, he wouldn't be able to get rid of Qin Yong, this inhumane bastard from the opposite sex.

As a cultivator, Lin Fei crouched down and placed both his hands on Qin Yong's arms. He exerted a little strength and the two arms that Qin Yong was hugging loosened.

Following which, Lin Fei ran forward at his fastest speed.

Looking at Lin Fei's back, Qin Yong first glanced at the peach before chasing after Lin Fei.

At a place where he couldn't see her, Lin Fei stopped and saw Qin Yong chasing after him again.

Immediately, he shouted, "The show is over, why are you still chasing after me? Are you really going to send me to jail? "

As he spoke, Lin Fei pulled down the black mask on his face.

"My apologies, but I have entered into too deep of a drama. I really think that you are a thief when it comes to picking flowers." Qin Yong smacked his head and walked out of the play.

"F * ck, hurry up and go back." Lin Lin was quick to vomit blood. He waved his hand at Qin Yong, hinting him to hurry back to Spring Peaches' side.

Initially, Lin Fei wanted to stab his brother Qin Yong in the back, but he didn't expect Qin Yong to stab him twice in the back.

"Alright." Qin Yong embarrassedly scratched the back of his head and turned around.

Just as he took three steps, Qin Yong suddenly stopped. He looked at Lin Fei and asked anxiously: "We're back. What should I tell Spring Peaches?"0

"Do you know how pigs die?" Lin Fei really wanted to slap Qin Yong.

"How did he die?" Qin Yong asked subconsciously.

"Stupid." Lin Mu was speechless. He gloomily said, "Just say that the Flower Harvester is too fast. If you can't catch him, then that's it." Do you really want to catch me and send me to jail? "

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