[Volume 1] Section 2325: Prince Legend 3

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On a long white magnolia stone bridge, a young man stood dumbly; a cigarette lit a cigarette in his hand, looking at the clear river water, and slowly flowing. He was in a daze!

The broken hair was a bit messy; the cigarettes in his hand were about to ignite, and he didn't notice it.

This person is not someone else, it is Chen Ming, who is depressed to egg pain; although when he was just playing, it was very comfortable. It can be said that it was physical and mental transparent. However, after being hit, it was false.

Chen Ming did not say that he was afraid of his power, and it was a big deal to mix the underworld yourself. The secretary of the provincial party committee managed the sky management, and the head could not be in the middle of the air! And the underworld would not belong to your jurisdiction.

However, if you want to leave Zhenhua University, you must not play the campus with the dead party, you cannot fight together side by side. You cannot bear the hope of everyone in the Dragon Soul Club and lead them to the top of Zhenhua. Also, those girls, those girls

In the future, it is estimated that they will miss them on campus. Thinking of these, Chen Ming will be tangled with pain!

If he can, he hopes that everything is still on the original route; however, it cannot be.

He has been for a long time; but in the end, there is no need to endure it!

"Sucking ~ egg hurts!" Chen Ming came back, grabbed the cigarette, and sipped it fiercely. It was found that it would not be bullied by others. In addition to the hard fist, there must be backstage.

I do n’t want to pinch you, how can I pinch you? At present, Chen Ming knows the biggest background, which is the director of a strip. It is still six partitions, one of them!

Smoking cigarettes fiercely, Chen Ming felt that when he was depressed, this cigarette was the best anesthesia. However, it was found that the cigarette in his hand had been burned to the cigarette butt. Helpless, he took out the cigarette and ignited another one.

; Then, pump fiercely.

"Don't you think, this kind of pumping method is too wasteful?" At this time, a faint voice sounded; Chen Ming turned his head to look, one by one, a little bit taller than himself. With a one with a one.

Baseball, a sweatshirt, a cool guy, standing aside.

This person Chen Ming knows, Wang Peng, the same classmate! It is said that what is the fighting king of Baiyun college. Finally, because the fight with others is too ruthless, one person has to pick up thirty or 40 people alone;

It broke the brain. The nerves were damaged, and they got drowsiness.

"How do I smoke, close your birds!" Chen Ming was in depression, and what he met was a bad student in the school. So, of course, this tone is not good;

Isn't the status of the second largest community in his university?

"It's not about me! However, your cigarette is a cigarette; since I feel depressed, why don't you just go to drink. It's so bad to go to the smoke?" This Wang Peng talked obediently. Chen Ming suspected that the brain was destroyed.

It is not just drowsiness. Even if you have become neuropathy. How can people smoke, he must also control it, either lunatic or fool.
Chapter completed!