In front of the hospital, I bought a large bouquet of flowers and asked Zhai Ping to take them to the European side as an apology.
Zhai Ping won't, but once she talks, let her understand that young people are not a generation of luxury and wealth, and they are willing to help him.
I'm gone, and although I'm a little sorry, he doesn't think it's appropriate to go to Xizhou at this time.
His life is normal. He has a lot to do at night.
Jian in Nangong was not at home yet, but he saw a man lying in the garden, panting and rolling his eyes. (.)
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I don't know this person. I am not tall. I'm about fifteen to six years old. I am wearing a suit. I don't look like a bad person.
I parked the car and walked over. Stand next to the man and look down at him.
Nangongjian told me for the first time in the practice room that the garden looked peaceful, but in fact, it arranged a formation. He modified it so that as long as it came down according to the bluestone slab, it would not touch the activation method of the organ. This is also the companion who coaxed away Wanli for Nangong Lijian. Even if there is no surveillance or security in this villa, without the guidance of the master, no one can take a step forward.
I didn't believe it then, but now he does.
"What do you do? What did you want to do when you came to my house?"
When I came in, the formation was closed because of the key. This man is no longer surrounded by formations, and the illusory monsters in front of him are innocent. When I saw an immature stepson eating lunch, I immediately turned my head and said, "Big brother, forgive my life, I didn't do anything." I went the wrong way. This is purely a misunderstanding. "
"I don't have time to talk to you, go ahead." When I took out my phone, I had to dial. The man hugged my leg and pleaded in a low voice, "Please don't hand me over to the patrol, I'll tell you everything."
I saw this man lying on his waist, his whole body - flying in the air, obviously not an ordinary person, must have been specially trained, so as soon as he raised his foot, he kicked him in the face.
The man really didn't expect me to react so quickly, and he made such a quick counterattack so close, and put his palm on the ground for support. The body rolls vigorously in the air, rolling in thin air.
but. Isn't this easy to hide for me?
The bent right leg stretched out and slammed to the side, the foot lifted immediately. The heels stepped on the side, full of hatred, and tapped the shoulders of the fallen body with a loud sound.
Ouch, the man was trampled a few meters away like a weapon of destruction, rubbing against the rough stone ground, hitting a large tree, shaking it ten meters, making the tree tremble violently.
The man no longer pushed forward, the pain in his body bent his entire body, his face twisted, and there was no sound in the squeak.
I walked over. Unsympathetically, he raised his leg, breaking the latter's ribs, judging that he had completely lost his strength to resist, then crouched down and rudely removed the man's backpack.
There are some loose tools in the backpack, master key electronic card reader mace stethoscope claws. Etc., etc. You don't have to think about it.
I want to laugh, thinking I've been doing burglary all day. I didn't expect thieves to visit his home. I don't know if this is sarcasm or God wants to tell himself a reason - you are a vulgar person and if people can experience it, you can experience it too. Don't think you're a patrol so people don't dare to steal you.
"I can't believe you stole something into my house. How many people are you in this area?" I stepped on the man's leg. Let this person yell again.