Chapter 121 Chapter 3 More beautiful than little girls

After that, the scholar Wang Wenhua fought a fierce battle with Beiyang Maji in western Hunan.Half a month later, Wang Wenhua fulfilled his promise to Dai Kan and forced Ma Jizeng to commit suicide. Ma Jizeng committed suicide?so easy?Didn't it mean that he is a fighter who can play in the Beiyang Super League?How did Wang Wenhua do this? Wang Wenhua really couldn't say anything about this matter.Those who really know the inside story are the people around Yuan Shikai, but they won't tell. It's so mysterious, what's going on? The cause of Ma Jizeng's suicide can be traced back to a long, long, long time ago.How long?It's been a long time since Yuan Shikai's boyhood.In his youth, Yuan Shikai was the young master of a wealthy family. He lived a very prosperous life. Every day, he led a group of fox friends and dog friends to rob the neighborhood and run rampant in the countryside.When the villagers saw it, they rushed to avoid it.

It is said that one day, a Henan opera troupe came to perform in the vicinity. When Yuan Shikai heard the news, he set off early, hurried to the stage, took a good seat, and waited for the good show to start.After the opening scene, Yuan Shikai flicked his eyes around in the crowd, but he didn't know what he was flicking about.Tired of touching, he tilted his head inadvertently, and the corner of his eye glanced at the stage. At that time, Yuan Shikai heard a few bang bang bang bang bangs in his chest, as if he had been hit by a hammer, and he couldn't even breathe. Come.Between his ears, there was even a roar, he only heard himself shouting silently: Mother, can little girls really be so beautiful?

At this time, on the stage, there was a little Huadan, who was young and beautiful, and was humming and learning to sing on the stage.Yuan Shikai's eyes were fixed on Xiaohuadan's pretty face, and when his blood was surging, there was only one thought in his mind: This beautiful little girl belongs to my father! At that time, Yuan Shikai didn't say anything, but called his friends and whispered in a low voice.After the play was over and the crowd cleared up, Yuan Shikai took people to the backstage, and when he saw the beautiful little girl coming out, Yuan Shikai yelled: "Where are you going!"Someone is coming!Gently stretching the ape's arms, he held the little girl under his armpit, turned around and left.

The little girl was terrified, screaming and screaming, the troupe rushed out, was blocked by Yuan Shikai's friends, and threw down a few coins: My young master Yuan fell in love with your little girl, and she has brought it home as a pawn. Wife, leave these money for you, if you think it is too little, then you owe a beating. Hey, listen to me, when that... the theater troupe caught up and wanted to talk, Yuan Shikai's cronies rushed up and kicked him to the ground: What else are you talking about?Where does all this nonsense come from?Our young master takes a fancy to your daughter, so you can have fun secretly!

By the time the troupe got up again, the gang of wicked young men had already fled away. Fleeing to a deserted land, Yuan Shikai was so anxious that he took the little girl into the crop field: You can keep the wind for me, I am a little... a little too fond of little girls here, so let's use this as a bridal chamber. In the crop field, the heart-piercing screams of the little girl and Yuan Shikai's strange giggles sounded.After a while, the screams and strange laughter stopped suddenly, and there was a dead silence in the crop field. All the fox and dog friends poked their heads into the crop field in amazement: What's the matter?Why is there no movement?It should be that the movement is getting more and more exciting, right?

Hearing a crash, Yuan Shikai's big head poked out from the crop field, and a huge drop of sweat hung from the tip of his nose: Hey, brothers, I made a mistake, I made a mistake...it's all messed up. How did you twist it?All the fox friends asked anxiously. This...Yuan Shikai's expression looks like he is about to cry, but also like he is about to laugh, and it is more of the weirdness of wanting to cry but not tears, and wanting to laugh without sound: This, this... This is not a little girl, but a fucking little girl And a pretty little boy. Little boy?All the fox friends and dog friends were taken aback, wouldn't they?How can a boy... But brother, it seems that boys can use it too, right?dont you agree?