Chapter 1572： It is he who spares you not to die!

Xiao Zheng took a cigarette and slowly got up and said: "Tina. When you followed her, did she have any contact with mysterious people?"

"No." Tina said concisely. "She is always alone. Love to drink, love to wear high heels, love to wear cheongsam."

Xiao Zheng heard the words, but he was dumbfounded.

He knows that Tina doesn't like nonsense, and she doesn't like to study the dress of another woman. But she still said these characteristics, just because the autumn harvest did not reveal anything else to her.

This is very helpless.

Because even Tina did not find any secrets for her. Either she has no secrets on her body. Either Tina did not have enough ability to investigate the autumn harvest.

In both cases, the latter is significantly more likely than the former.

Shaking his head, another thought emerged in Xiao Zheng’s mind. What is the relationship between the autumn harvest and the Lin Lao Yao? What is the relationship between her and the people behind Dong Zang and Lin Lao Yao?

The mother-in-law and the white innocent tour the mountains and rivers and went to many places. Perhaps it is to find out the secret behind this?

Xiao Zheng’s mind is full of thoughts, but in the end he has no way to go. Simply waved out and reminded Tina: "Don't go find her. She is strong."

"I am not weak." Tina's voice was low and dumb.

Xiao Zhengyi listened, but he was happy: "How. You and her have hatred?"

Tina licked her lips.

Xiao Zheng smiled and said: "Go back. It doesn't mean anything to stay here."

Tina nodded. If the shadow is generally followed by Xiao Zheng.

Xiao Zheng seems to have suddenly returned to the year, the lips are overflowing with a touch of warm colors.

hospital.

Winter is lying on the bed, and there is no blood on his face. Although the wound has been treated, it also stops the blood. But it is impossible to pick up the palm of your hand.

A few hours before, he was still a young man with a healthy limb, but now he has become a disabled person. His heart is full of unwillingness and anger. The face is gloomy to the extreme.

Even the intense pain can't alleviate the hatred in my heart.

At the bedside, the autumn harvest cut the apple with the snowy white palms. She gently squeezed the fruit knife in one hand, like a carved flower, and soon finished the skin. Like the world's top sculptor, use a knife like a god.

"Lin Lao Yao reminded you, I also reminded you. Do what you should do, don't do it." Autumn scarlet lips bit a small mouth on the delicate flesh. Blinking the eye. "You don't listen."

Dong Zang heard the words, his face changed, and he explained: "It is his initiative to provoke me. I can't fight."

"You can run. You can also escape." Autumn harvest slowly chewed the flesh in the red lips, faint. "More attention should be paid to this enemy. If he is the waste in your eyes, how can he live to this day?"

"The world is absolutely a form. There is a weak one that is difficult for Ito. There are also unfathomable peerless benevolences. I have told you many times, never look down on you." Strong. Every one of them goes to today, not relying on luck. It is absolute strength."

Dong Zang nodded: "I know, Sister."

"What do you know?" The autumn harvest looked at Dong Zang.

"I will not lighten the enemy again in the future." Dongzang solemnly said.

"You are still qualified to underestimate the enemy?" said the autumn harvest. "You go all out and you may not have to fight Xiao Zheng. Now, are you still Xiao Zheng's opponent?"

"I just didn't have a left hand." Winter is eager to prove himself. "My strength is my right hand."

The autumn harvest was quite disappointing: "If you get better, go back. There is nothing wrong with you here."

Dong Zang heard the words immediately excited: "Sister, you want to chase me back?"

"What are you leaving behind?" asked the autumn harvest.

"What can be done!" Winter Tibetan bites his teeth. "I can't go back like this."

"Then leave me a driver." Autumn harvest is indifferent. “It’s just waste utilization.”

Winter Tibetan sighed with relief and was not angry at the humiliation of the autumn harvest. Nodded: "Thank you, Sister."

"You should not thank me. It is Xiao Zheng."

The autumn harvest slowly rose, leaving a seemingly ruthless, but what Dong Zang had to accept: "It is he who spares you from death."

Dongzang, known as one of the three successors, was hospitalized.

Dong Zang, who is known as one of the three successors, broke a hand.

Who did it?

Who is it except Xiao Zheng?

The upper floor of the Forty-Nine City spread the news. Everyone was shocked. It can be said that several families are happy. Most of them are happy.

Because the winter is coming too suddenly. I don’t think about the mood of the local people. If there is a Lin Lao Yao support, there is a Northeast Wang Linghu alone. There is even Wall Street tycoon Justin support. Who will sell this inexplicable young man face? Who can tolerate him breaking the pattern?

The happiest thing is white unparalleled, the most unhappy, or him.

"It's a waste." Bai Wushuang took the case and was angry. "I still wanted to use him to contain Xiao Zheng and stir up the bureau. I didn't expect it to be useless."

He was in the study room of Shangjingtian. When he first heard the news, Bai Wushuang was furious and mixed, and he was born with a hint of panic.

He also lost to Xiao Zheng. And more than once.

Deep down, he hopes that Winter Tibet can defeat Xiao Zheng. Because he did not fight with winter. For a person who has never fought, everyone is lucky. In the face of a man who once defeated himself, more is awe. It is confused.

Xiao Zheng has gradually grown into a strong man, a hero who can do everything in the eyes of many people. This point, the white unparalleled deep experience.

When he first met, he always thought that Xiao Zheng was just a man who ate soft rice. Backed by Lin Linyin, he constantly built his own network of contacts through the influence of Lin and Ye.

But now it seems that Xiao Zheng really relies on his own strength. Lin Lao Yao, even the biggest obstacle in his life.

"Winter is never your competitor." Shangjingtian sees through and licks his lips. "He is powerful except for his strength. Whether it is the mind or the pattern, it is like a mentally handicapped."

After all, Bai Wushuang is a grandfather, and also has a good city and knowledge. Soon I realized the meaning of the words of Shang Jingtian: "Shang Shu, you mean that the autumn harvest is the real opponent?"

Shangjing nodded and said: "From the current situation, Dongzang has completed its mission. The gap between the new Olympics and the Jufeng network is difficult to twist into a rope. Lin's Internet Department is in the control of the autumn harvest. It’s getting better.”

After a pause, Shangjingtian slowly said: "No match. Your Baicheng Gang should do something."

"How to do it?" Bai Wushuang asked with a sincere face.

A man who can stand up slowly under the pressure of Lin Lao Yao. After all, it is an awesome strongman. The wisdom of Shangjingtian is worthy of trust.

"Do you know how Changyishan died?" Shangjing Tianyan asked.