As night came, Wen Xiao and Wen Qing finished their work and watched him get on the bus. It seemed that they said casually, "you help me to get something. It's the boss's responsibility. I can't get away with this."
He consciously reported the address.
Wen Qingtou did not return to start the car, "no time."
His insidious pick eyebrow, throw out a temptation, "give you a day of the right to use the arsenal."
Wen Qing was silent for a long time, "deal."
"Other men want to die on women. You may die on those cold weapons in your life."
Wen Qingpiao threw out a sentence, "it's better than you die in your own hands."
KO! Win!
Wen Xiao
Wen Qing, with a gloomy face, drove the car to the place designated by Wen Xiao, took a box that didn't know what was in it, and got on the car to leave.
Because to get back to the apartment, the GPS derived route had to go through a remote road.
The shadow of the trees is whirling and the moonlight is pouring down, which makes the surroundings very gloomy. Even the air is chilly. The whole environment is like the shooting scene of a horror film.
Wen Qing had a pretty face with no emotion and was not affected at all. However, at this time, a faint cry for help attracted his attention.
"Help Anyone, help
Originally, he didn't intend to pay attention to it, but within a second, he recognized that it was Zheng Meijia's voice that was calling for help.
Why is she here?!
His face changed greatly. He stopped the car even though he didn't want to, and ran past as fast as he could.
The sound came from the flowers on the grass. When Wen Qing was about to approach, a sudden shadow came out. Without thinking, he threw his opponent to the ground with a flying leg.
Without waiting for the next action, Zheng Meijia's cry became louder.
"It hurts so much. It hurts so much. Woo Is there anyone... "
Wen Qing didn't care about the people who stood up and wanted to run away. She ran to Zheng Meijia in three steps.
Smell a strong smell of blood between the nose, his heart suddenly sank, tentatively called out, he did not realize how nervous this sound was.
"Is that you?"
"Wen Qing?" As soon as Zheng Meijia was in a daze, she cried even more fiercely, "Wen Qing, come and help me..."
He walked over at once. A few steps away, he saw her sitting on the ground in ragged clothes. In the dark, he could not see the expression on her face, but could see that her body was shaking.
"Meijia..."
He walked quickly to her, Zheng Meijia immediately rushed over and hugged him, "you finally came, Wuwuwuwu..."
Wen Qing was a little flustered by her crying. She pressed down the pity in her heart and managed to calm down. She adjusted her breath, encircled her waist and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter with you?"
Zheng Meijia's body was stiff. She released him and sat down on the ground. She hugged her shoulder in embarrassment and sobbed without saying a word.
Wen Qing squatted down and clasped her shoulder with both hands, "talk!"
She sobbed, "my foot seems to be broken..."
Wen Qing didn't want to, put a light action to caress her ankle, and then touched a piece of wet liquid.
He moved his fingers a few times, and his eyes suddenly narrowed. After a long pause, he said, "well, it's broken."
Zheng Meijia cried again, "I'm going to be disabled! I'm not going to live! "
He pursed his thin lips and said calmly, "just in a wheelchair."
It's not like comforting words at all, OK!
"In a wheelchair? If it's out, I'll see someone else! " Zheng Meijia cried even more sadly, with a runny nose and tears, "and I just By I'm dead, let me die