Chapter 236

However, this idea is just a flash of a moment, Cong Shan touched Tang Wei's head, and then said to him, "hold on."

"You must not hurt yourself." Tang Wei raised his head in his arms and said, "we are missing. Mommy will be worried about us. Don't get hurt. She will be sad..."

Tang Wei's words made Congshan's nose sour. He pressed Tang Wei's forehead and his head to his shoulder. "Close your eyes, don't look."

Tang Wei grabbed Congshan's clothes, tears came out, "little uncle, I'm ok, don't get hurt..."

When he was crying, he was thinking about Congshan's safety.

Cong Shan thinks of Tang poetry. She has a childlike heart. Even if she is trampled and insulted, she is still as considerate as the sunshine to the people around her. He knew the history of Tang poetry, only to know that this woman had been burdened with so many unfair treatment, but she was still kind, even if she was trapped in death, open her eyes, her eyes were still clear and transparent.

It is mostly because of her character that she has such a strong backbone. After five years in prison, he has not been destroyed into a madman who is disgusted with the secular world, but has the courage to start all over again at any time.

Think about it, this woman is really much braver than herself.

Cong Shan whispered, "OK, let's go back to see your mother early."

I don't know when, Tang poetry has become their comfort.

It turns out that they are always protected by the people they want to protect.

Because want to protect, so strong to support everything.

With fierce skills, Cong Shan, a servant who has undergone strict training, pounces on him, followed by many people with swing sticks in their hands. Once the door is closed, Cong Shan takes off his Deacon's clothes, revealing his fierce figure. Cong Shan is forced to the corner, pressing one hand on Tang Wei's head, and the other hand fiercely blocks the blow ——

The pain spread. He gritted his teeth and groaned. Then, taking advantage of the man's hand, he kicked his opponent's unprotected stomach. The man flew out and knocked down two or three people. All of a sudden, the scene became extremely chaotic!

Cong Shan stepped on the wall two steps in the air and pushed his foot on the shoulder of the next man. Then he twisted his legs in a pretty posture. As long as the strength was a little stronger, he could break his neck!

Lin Qiao is used to the bloody scenes, but he is shocked by his son who is fighting hard in the crowd.

He received strict training from Cong family when he was young, including that every move represented the rules of "Jungle". Lin Qiao only hoped that his son would strive to be a young leader in the jungle.

But I didn't expect that his son became more and more rebellious as an adult. He didn't hesitate to leave Cong's family and abandon all his money and reputation. He hated the mechanical and cold jungle. If he stayed any longer, he would become a cold-blooded monster.

He can say that he doesn't like it, but has he thought about it for her mother! She's not the only lady in the jungle! There are other rooms, madam! If someone else's son becomes the leader of the jungle gate, he will kill them all!

She gave birth to this son, but she can't be a little head of the family!

Cong Shan killed his red eyes and took off the arm of the servant who rushed up on the spot. He twisted it hard. The man screamed and dislocated his arm!

As soon as his hand was loose, his swing stick fell into Congshan's hand. He danced a stick flower cleanly, holding a weapon in one hand, and the other hand never left Tang Wei's head.

Tang Wei knows that Cong Shan has spent a lot of effort. He has always been very indifferent. He seems to have no emotional fluctuation. But now he is panting so hard that he obviously consumes a lot of physical strength.

He felt that he was a drag on Cong Shan. From the beginning, if he was not caught by Cong's family, Cong Shan would not be forced back to Cong's home. If he was not too weak, Cong Shan would not be so hard as he is now.

He wants to be strong, to protect Mommy, to protect my little uncle.

But Tang Wei never thought that if Cong Shan was not his own uncle, he believed him so much that he would What should I do?

Aware of Tang Wei's panic, Congshan gets empty and reaches out to touch Tang Wei's soft hair.

He gasped. "Don't be afraid. I'll take you back."

Take you back, regardless of everything, back to the warm woman called Tang poetry.

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