Min Zhuang'er continues to wait for min Zexi and Tan mi'er, as well as snowball and his party of three.

The deserted border town is so quiet that there is no wind.

At this time, faintly, she heard the sound of the car engine in the distance, on the west side of the slope, and the voice of "Wu Tu Tu Tu" far away.

Ah, finally came...

min Zhuang'er finally fell to the ground, arranged the complicated and blooming purple wreath in his hand, and turned his head to look at it with a smile.

At that moment, min Zhuang'er's smile solidified.

"Su..." the purple wreath in the hand falls to the ground.

Static platform, dilapidated remnant image, such as a movie frame screen.

At both ends of the platform, there is a person standing on each side. The person on this side is min Zhuang'er, while the person over there is not min Zexi, let alone snowball.

The man stares at her, the surprise, fear, complexity and evasion in the prey's eyes. He can see at a glance, which also arouses a long dormant restless bath fire.

Min Zhuang'er took a step back, the man took a step forward, and his military boots rang on the ground.

Min Zhuang'er is terrified and looks at Jun Xiaoyan who has changed into a fruit green camouflage suit.

The first time I saw him dressed in the jungle.

A long string of champagne colored bullets hung from the chest to the shoulder, the short hair of the caliper head was cut again, and the carbine semi-automatic and high barrel military boots were in hand, and the whole person was in all directions exuding an authoritarian killing atmosphere.

The two men looked at each other, motionless, but they were a group of well-trained extremists, armed with weapons and sulfur bombs, ran past min Zhuang'er in a neat line and surrounded the second floor building where the South evening owl was located.

Min Zhuang'er was still stiff and motionless. She was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Those extremists immediately surrounded the small building where the South evening owl was, waiting for Jun Xiaoyan to give the next order.

Dozens of guns, well-trained aimed at the South evening owl that building, inside the fragrance of food, faintly into Jun Xiaoyan's nose.

"Don't... Don't shoot..." Min Zhuang'er was wooden, his voice was shaking, and his teeth were trembling.

"Do you know how I got here?" Jun Xiaoyan had already walked with a sonorous step at the moment, went to Zhuang'er, looked down at her with a smile and climbed up to his handsome face.

"I've had a good time as a child. You hide here for me, and I'll live together with my enemy."

Min Zhuang'er didn't speak. He looked at Jun Xiaoyan with a smile reflected in his pupils.

For the first time, she saw him wear jungle clothes. She did not know the scorching sun, chiseling the fine lines on his face, magnifying all the cruelty and ruthlessness.

From now on, the nature of bloodthirsty will be carried forward and applauded for the depraved human nature.

Jun Xiaoyan glanced at the purple wreath on the ground, and the sexy thin lips slightly hooked out a cold-blooded arc. The man was smiling, staring at the beautiful prey close at hand.

He was a lot taller than her, so next he bent slightly, put his thin lips to her ear and whispered, "your daughter is in my hand."

The snowball is in Jun Xiaoyan's hand...

the brain suddenly collapses

When the mother can not bear this, min Zhuang'er immediately saw a black, a staggering, two feet soft, was Jun Xiaoyan a hug into the arms.

"Don't hurt my daughter... What do you... Want to do..." Min Zhuang'er, ready to cry, broke free from the shackles of a man and covered his face in a daze.

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