Chapter 422 - 376 -good people can’t die without end (3)

Chapter 422: Chapter 376 -good people can’t die without end (3)

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On the other hand, Gao ting, after a moment of silence, suddenly sighed and said,

actually, this was said by my former man. He said that everyone’s life is very difficult, so I should help if I can. Although the wilderness is very dangerous and no one needs to be a good person stupidly, at least there’s no need to be too anxious when it comes to being a bad person.

at first, I thought he was very naive. When the wilderness was full of Knights, he was the only good person.

after he died, I felt that the heavens were taking him in. Good people don’t deserve to live.

As if she was tipsy, Gao ting spoke more than usual, with a little gentleness and murmuring,

“Although I often dream of him, sometimes I wonder if it’s worth it.”

“There are bad people all over the world, why can’t I forget that good person?”

“Until I met you ...” that’s why I want to thank you. Not just for the help you’ve given us this time.

“I’m thanking you mainly because you told me.”

“So there’s someone like him in this world,” she said softly after a pause.

it turns out that even in the wilderness, good people can’t die all.

“It’s all thanks to the words of the car’s driver that we managed to keep brother

Lu.”

“Isn’t this the reason why our caravan isn’t so ruthless?”

if it were another team, they might just Rob him when they see him alone and his bike is good .

“If we had also robbed them, what would have happened?”

“Eh ... If it wasn’t for the front of the car taking a fancy to him, I might really have this idea ...”

“I’m so scared .

In the midst of the heated discussion, Xiao Zhou suddenly let out a cry.

“What’s the matter?” everyone hurriedly came over to take a look.

uncle, ” Xiao Zhou said with a sad face, ” we still owe brother Lu half a truck of money. I forgot .

Old Zhou suddenly slapped his thigh and said.. I was too busy drinking .

“I’ll send him to qinggang later ...”

“Which satellite city is he living in? Number five, right?”