Chapter 143

Night, with a neon to the world with a touch of dreamy color, the roast sheep on the table has been carved up only the big bone, see is about to come, a wet towel handed over, Jiang Jun more comfortable took over and wiped lips, "right uncle, taste good, thank you."

"If you like it, hehe, I'll bake you another tender one another day."

"Creak..." When the car stops, Jiang Junyue and Cheng Qingyang get out of the car and walk side by side toward the underground boxing hall.

On both sides of that path, palm trees swayed, dancing shadows mottled on the bluestone Road, the shadows of the two people were sometimes parallel, sometimes twisted together, and headed for the underground passage, "where is it?" Jiang Jun asked in a low voice.

"In the darkroom."

"Oh." Low footsteps slowly approached the darkroom, and the guards on both sides of the door immediately opened the door respectfully, "brother Cheng, brother Yue, there are many people in it."

Cheng Qingyang walked into the door without expression. In the cold dark room, several men in the corner were all tied up and fell together. At this time, he had retreated from the original cruel and Xianhua. When he heard the voice, they all stared round and turned around, "boss Cheng, spare your life, spare your life." I've heard of Cheng Qingyang's name for a long time, but in recent years, Cheng Qingyang has always kept a low profile. He doesn't care about the affairs in the world. They all think he's retired and only plays with the things in the boxing house, but they don't want to. It turns out that his strength is as good as ever, and he doesn't give a discount at all. It's only a matter of a few hours to catch them, or they've long been watched by Cheng Qingyang.

"Ask the master. If he says he'll forgive you, he'll forgive you." A cruel smile, Cheng Qingyang's eyes like a knife, as if gouged out the body of those wretched men, let them a cold.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang, please forgive us. We are not good at seeing things. Next time, we will never dare to do it again."

"And this time?" If he hadn't found out in time, he might have been dead. The colder Jiang Jun's eyes swept over several men one by one. What LAN Jingyi said in his mind was that he had to forgive people, even if it was to accumulate virtue for the children. But he looked at these people, and it was really unpleasant. If he let them go, it might be harmful.

And the means are absolutely cruel.

"Ancestor Jiang, we'll be good for you in the future, as long as you leave a breath for the little ones."

"Well, I can hardly eat." Lazily said, the more stable Jiang Jun sat on an armchair in the middle of the darkroom, squinting at those people.

He did not speak, but the momentum is not cold and millet.

"Ancestor Jiang, I cut off one hand and one foot." Feeling that the development of the situation will be very bad, the boss who once held Lome Wei said in a low voice, and several other people immediately followed suit.

"Ha ha, that's not necessary." With a smile and a slight blow from the corner of his lips, the broken hair in front of his forehead rose and fell gently. It was just an inadvertent action, but it was so evil and enchanting. Cheng Qingyang suddenly said with a smile: "remember those injections developed before?"

"Well, I remember, but it's long overdue, isn't it? It's been a few years. "

"Why don't you try it out?" Cheng Qingyang's face finally brought a smile, but it is more let those men creepy.

"No Don't... "

"Don't..."

Several people all together beg a way.

Jiang Junyue once again glanced at several people and said, "in fact, I'm much more kind than you. You want me to die, but I don't want you to die, really." Said, he stood up, turned and walked toward the door, "well, fight, don't waste, collection also want space."

Cheng Qingyang raised his hand and snapped his fingers. Then, several people came in outside the door, wearing masks and carrying a medicine box in each hand. He opened it, and the injections flashed through his eyes. He took the needle and tried it. The liquid dripped out a little through the tip of the needle and fell on the floor a little wet and black.

"Don't Don't... "

A man was so scared that he peed in his pants that he couldn't help hiding behind his partner to avoid such an injection.

However, he couldn't avoid being tied. He was pulled by two big men and pressed on the floor, "spare me Spare my life... " The pig like cry, but still can't stop the smooth push of the injection, a needle, soon, several people were pushed into the injection, one by one collapsed on the floor, such as a spread of mud, no more wind, no more chaos.

Jiang Junyue went to the changing room on one side of the martial arts center. A white suit had been handed over respectfully. He changed it three or two times and walked out of the changing room neatly. Tonight's martial arts center is very quiet. It seems that it doesn't open tonight. However, it doesn't affect his mood of playing, "Cheng Qingyang, hurry up." A little jump on the ring, the fist every few days do not play, hands itch.

As a result, a black and a white two figures in the ring began to stimulate the hand-to-hand battle, a few hands looked at from a distance, no one dare to come forward, for fear that a fist did not have long eyes will hurt themselves.

Jiang Junyue is playing with his fists. When LAN Jingyi is sleeping soundly, Xiao Zhuangzhuang wakes up. He likes to have another supper in the middle of the night. His body arches in LAN Jingyi's arms, which makes him wake up. He used to feed Xiao Qinqin milk, but Xiao Zhuangzhuang doesn't eat that. He only drinks milk powder, so he has to get out of bed drowsily The milk powder was made, the temperature was tested, and it was ok, so he handed the bottle to the little guy. The little guy put his arms around the bottle and drank the milk. It was as if he wanted more delicious.LAN Jingyi looks at it quietly, but she can't see enough. This is her own son. It's like a dream to be close to him. Her fingers caress the little guy's face, and then her hands and feet. The little thing drinks milk while her big eyes flicker at her, excited and happy.

LAN Jingyi found that he was more and more like the child, really want to take advantage of the midnight to take the child away, just don't know if it is possible.

She wanted to have a try. She couldn't let go of the idea. She really didn't want to have the chance to accompany her son at night. She wanted to see her son at any time.

LAN Jingyi gently picked up the little thing and went downstairs to inquire about the military situation. If no one was watching, why didn't she take the little thing?

She took down the bottle and gently kissed the little face. This little thing is really a copy of Jiang Junyue. It's so similar.

He opened the door and went out. The door of Jiang Junyue's room next door was closed tightly. At this time, did he sleep?

Yeah, it must be sleeping.

It's so late.

He didn't even want to take care of her.

She and he have not married, living in the Jiang family can only split room and sleep like this.

Quietly looking at the door, the bottom of my heart unconsciously rose a bit of sorrow.

If he doesn't help her, she helps herself.

Through the corridor, step down the stairs, the whole villa is so quiet, quiet without a sound.

That quiet, let her heart suddenly jump up, clearly is to take his son home, but at this moment, she has a kind of bad feeling.

Push open the glass door of the living room, outside, the moon is like water, the night is really beautiful.

She just wanted to flash out, but she heard a low voice coming from afar, as if it was behind a bunch of smiling flowers in the garden.

Lanjingyi can't hear clearly, but at this time, if she goes out with xiaozhuangzhuang in her arms, it's easy to be found.

It's hard to say that Lan Jingyi's first reaction was to step back and trot all the way back to the room. She put the little thing down and slept soundly. She didn't know that her heart experienced ups and downs in this moment. She was really scared.

Although he didn't do anything bad, LAN Jingyi really didn't want to cause more trouble for Jiang Jun.

Seeing that xiaozhuangzhuang was still sleeping soundly, she stung on the balcony. The downstairs outside the guest room was the bush with smiley flowers. She stood in the dark and quietly looked at the downstairs, where the two figures stood.

One is taller and the other is shorter. It looks like a man and a woman.

"Is that clear?" The low male voice makes LAN Jingyi startled. It's actually Jiang Hanyu, the future father-in-law who opposes him and Jiang Junyue.

"They want a million."

"Bottomless cave, no."

"I've given it." He Zhiling's helpless way.

"Women's view, OK, he's asking for money in the back. Don't think I'll give you another cent. I don't have it. I don't have it any more." Jiang Han to a fierce push he Zhiling, turned and strode toward the villa.

"Han Yu, wait..." He Zhiling trotted up behind, "Han Yu, I can't blame it."

"Don't blame you? Who's to blame? You jealous woman. " Angry low roar, immediately, Jiang Hanyu entered the living room, the sound of the garden also disappeared.

He Zhiling first stood under a tree, then stood looking at Jiang Hanyu and ignored her, so she went into the villa slowly.

LAN Jingyi vaguely recalled every sentence they said. It turns out that he Zhiling was blackmailed, and Jiang Hanyu also knows.

She frowned, wondering what had happened between them.

The heart that was going to leave was gone. The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she was. She felt that she should tell Jiang Junyue about it. After thinking about it, she thought about it again and again. Finally, LAN Jingyi sent a text message to Jiang Junyue, "I'm looking for you. Did you sleep?"

There is no response. Jiang Junyue is fighting with Cheng Qingyang in the ring. At the moment, he is playing happily. His boxing clothes are crooked long ago. He just hits Cheng Qingyang in the chest. But Cheng Qingyang is even better. He hits Cheng Qingyang in the nose again. Cheng Qingyang doesn't care and continues to fight with him.