Chapter 878

After getting Qin Xiaobing's forgiveness, ye Mingmei, who knocked out her teeth and swallowed her blood, was always calm on the surface.

She just pressed all the malice deeply into her heart.

When the poisonous snake is frozen, it doesn't mind being held in the arms of a stupid farmer to keep warm, but when it recovers its vitality, it will immediately bite hard on the farmer who provides it with warmth.

Strictly speaking, ye Mingmei was forced to kneel down and beg for mercy, not Qin Xiaobing, but Fangyuan.

It means that Qin Fangbing is just a puppet, let her work according to his line.

Ye Mingmei didn't dare hate Fangyuan -- this woman had to rely on Fangyuan to help relieve pressure when Yan Chunlai's mountain was dead on her head, so she had to hate Qin Xiaobing.

In the world, there are always a group of people who hate good people for no reason.

Ye Mingmei is one of them. She can misinterpret any kindness of Qin Xiaobing as a humiliation to her.

For example, when Qin Xiaobing said to take her home, the vehicle used was not a car, but an electric car of several hundred yuan.

God, you let sister Mingmei ride an electric car?

You'd better take a thunderbolt and chop sister Mingmei to death, so as to save you from this humiliation.

"Sorry, I haven't bought a car yet. I usually ride this car to and from work. Make do with it first. Anyway, I'm very good at driving. Besides, compared with cars, electric vehicles are more environmentally friendly and safe. "

Qin Xiaobing was embarrassed when he saw Ye Mingmei's surprised look on her face. He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, looked at the road outside the parking lot and sighed.

Her brother Qin Dachuan came by car.

If those unpleasant things had not happened to both sides just now, I believe that according to Qin Dachuan's virtue of shining her eyes when she sees a beautiful woman, she will definitely invite sister Mingmei to get on the bus. People who serve like slaves are very considerate.

But who let Ye Mingmei bully Qin Xiaobing just now, just met by Qin Dachuan, and gave her a painful lesson?

Brother Dachuan was shameless and would not take the initiative to send Ye Mingmei home by car. Seeing his little sister's spineless forgiveness, he jumped into the car with a cold hum and roared away.

In desperation, Qin Xiaobing had to use an electric car and carry Ye Mingmei, the super beauty, back home in the street.

Ye Mingmei, there's no other way -- at this time, any humiliation is nothing to her. Anyway, she even knelt down for the little dead girl's film. What's it to take an electric car?

Qin Xiaobing misunderstood Ye Mingmei's meaning: she was nervous. She was not worried that Secretary Qin would suddenly ride an electric car and directly hit a car, but that she could keenly feel that there were people from Yan Chunlai among the vehicles and pedestrians passing by!

She was sitting on an electric car with a speed of less than 30 per hour. In addition to Qin Xiaobing in front, there were empty doors on the left and right, and there were no defense measures. If people wanted to kill her, they could easily kill her with a knife or a bullet.

She wanted to remind Qin Xiaobing, but when she opened her mouth, she was relieved: what my aunt can think of, that bastard Fangyuan must also think of. He doesn't care about the life and death of his aunt, but he will never let the dead girl suffer any harm.

Since he can rest assured that I am with her, what can I worry about?

It's better to take this opportunity to enjoy the scenery along the way.

Well, the little broken place of Tang Wang is still good. At least the air quality is much better than the Pearl. It really feels like drunk oxygen -- holding Qin Xiaobing's Ye Mingmei with both hands. When taking a deep breath, he looked at the sidewalk on the right at will, and saw a man suddenly flash out from behind the tree and quickly lift his right hand to her.

"Ah!"

Instinctively, ye Mingmei screamed.

She is too familiar with this action. In TV and movies, when killers promote murder, she throws her hand and shoots... There are more blood holes in the beautiful little head of the target, and then she falls to the ground like a dead dog from the electric car. Her eyes lose signs of life, staring at the night sky and dying in peace.

"Ah, what's the matter?"

Qin Xiaobing, who was concentrating on "driving" an electric car, was frightened by Ye Mingmei's sudden scream. He quickly grabbed the brake and looked back with his feet forked.

Dead, dead!

Ye Mingmei thought about these two words in her mind. She didn't wake up until Qin Xiaobing asked again. When she looked at the person who raised her hand, she found that he had disappeared. Instead, she was a bent old man who coughed and came over from there. She looked like a disgusting look that she would find a luxury car to blackmail at any time.

"Well, where's that man?"

Ye Mingmei blinked and murmured.

"Who is it?"

Qin Xiaobing looked inexplicably along her eyes and saw the old man. He asked with concern, "sister Mingmei, do you know the old man?"

How can I know such an old thing?

When ye Mingmei opened her mouth to scold this sentence, luckily she woke up in time and quickly shook her head.

"Then you --"

Qin Xiaobing was more puzzled. She frowned and looked at Ye Mingmei, who was pale. She really didn't understand what she wanted to do.

At that time, the little old man with a bent body went to the front of the car and raised their hands to them. He opened his mouth with few teeth. He used woodlouse's vernacular to say, "two great ladies, do well, enjoy the small flowers and flowers."

Qin Xiaobing didn't notice that although the old man was very sorry for the city and wore ragged clothes, he was a "modern beggar", but he didn't smell the sweat that beggars should emit, but there was an unpleasant smell of blood.

Secretary Qin's love flooded again. He immediately took out ten yuan from his small bag and put it in the hands of the old beggar. He was also concerned and asked people, "is it enough? If it's not enough, I'll give you another ten yuan."

"That's nice."

The old man grinned again and stared at Qin Xiaobing's bag. It seemed that he could grab it at any time and then fly away.

Although Qin Xiaobing was kind and simple, he was not stupid. Seeing that the old beggar had a bad intention, he didn't give money. He directly carried the small bag on his shoulder, kicked his feet on the ground and ran forward.

"Alas, this little girl is really stingy. I killed one person for you. You only gave me a ten yuan Commission. It's definitely a shame for my monkey king. It's not enough to buy peaches for my baby."

The old beggar looked at the distant electric car, shook his head and sighed, and hobbled back to the sidewalk.

A little monkey, with a squeak, jumped down from the tree and landed on his shoulder.

As soon as he walked away, a manpower tricycle stopped under the tree where the little monkey jumped. Two cleaners in yellow vests walked into the shadow behind the green belt. After a while, they carried a broken sack to the front of the car and threw it in the carriage with a bang.

There are already two such sacks in the carriage.

A burly old man got on the tricycle, and the other sat on the side of the carriage, with his toes on the ground, humming like singing Huangmei Opera: "tiger, have you found that monkeys are very cruel today?"

"If I were you, I would be cruel. Anyway, foreigners were killed. Yan Chunlai was quite clear about his identity and didn't let his bodyguards do these disgusting things. How many foreigners die, for him and for us, there is no psychological burden. At most, it means spending more money. "

The tiger, who lowered his head and pedaled forward, replied stiffly.

Pedestrians on the road can't hear what they are saying, let alone know that there are three bodies in their tricycle. They just think it's not easy and should be respected: it's dark and they haven't got off work yet. Our city is so clean and beautiful, including their hard work.

A clean and tidy city has a charm that can affect people's mood.

However, not everyone is affected by the charm of the city. They only have anger in their hearts. They just want to beat a foreign devil with glasses into a life that they can't take care of themselves: NIMA, damn foreigner, dare to pry my horse. Isn't this the rhythm of looking for disability?

The boss of the golden street, nicknamed Da Fan Tong (this street gathers all the shops selling gold and silver jewelry in the city, so it is called golden street, which is very famous in the whole province), kicked the dead foreigner in the ribs with the help of his two younger brothers.

With one kick, he was kicked into a ground gourd, his glasses fell off, and he protested in fluent Chinese: "I am an international friend from the United States. You can't be rude to me like this. I will file a serious complaint with your country through our Embassy in China!"

"Fight against your paralysis. Even if Ao sunspot comes, I'll kick him to death!"

Big fan Tong raised his feet again, kicked the dead foreigner who had just got up and looked for glasses to the ground and scolded fiercely.

Seeing that the protest was invalid and had to be beaten, the thin dead foreigner had to change the topic: "I fell in love with your horse at first sight and were willing. There is no one to seduce. Our love is pure and should not be violated by violence!"

"Kill this shabby!"

It doesn't matter if the dead foreigner doesn't say so. His sophistry not only completely angered the big bucket, but also the people watching the excitement were angry and shouted and scolded in unison.

As the saying goes, when a dead foreigner sees the general situation is bad, he can't care about the pain like a broken bone on his body. He gets up with his head and runs south along the sidewalk.

Not to mention, the dead foreigner's physique is not very good, but his ability to run is quite good. In a few breaths, he has got rid of the big bucket, and then jumped up. When he was preparing to cross the cluster of holly, climb over the wall and escape into a courtyard, one leg was very immoral and crossed his feet.

Like being hit hard out of thin air, the dead foreigner screamed and fell heavily to the ground, gnawing a mouthful of mud.

"Oh, I'm dead!"

The dead foreigner shouted miserably and looked up hard. He saw a man leaning on the tree with his arm. He was smiling and looking down at him. The leg that tripped him up was still shaking in front of him.

After seeing this man, the dead foreigner's face changed greatly. He immediately shut up and stood up with both hands. He was going to roll into the green belt.

One foot stepped on his ass in time. With a little force, he firmly stepped on the ground.

The dead foreigner scratched his hands forward desperately and hissed: "fake, you bastard, are you going to watch me be killed?"

"It seems there's nothing wrong with being killed by people, just like you, a kind of dog sown everywhere?"

Fang Yuan was still smiling and tried again.

"Oh, I've killed people. Outlaws have killed international friends!"

The dead foreigner's cry was even more miserable, but he took the opportunity to grab a handful of soil from the green belt and smashed it into Fang Yuan's face.