After the settlement of Wei Changxu, Shao Wenhua went all out and continued to take Wu Jianlin as the "human flesh sandbag" as a shield, and began to launch a new round of attack on Song Changlong.

In this way, before and after the use of 10 minutes did not have time, song Changlong is also because to worry about Wu Jianlin this shield.

In the end, it was after the defeat and Shao Wenhua.

At the same time, Wei Changxu and song Changlong were defeated.

Only then did Shao Wenhua throw his "shield" on the ground, clapped his hands and laughed with satisfaction.

"I'm sorry, we're both defeated by you."

"But you won't win. We won't accept you!"

Song Changlong collapses on the ground, sticks his neck, stares at Shao Wenhua, and his face is full of dissatisfaction and arrogance.

"Won't win? You can say that you won't win

"The two of you beat Shao Wenhua one. More people deceive less."

"Instead of winning, Shao Wenhua knocked both of you to pieces."

"It's all like this. Are you not satisfied? Are you not ashamed to say that

Zhang Xiaofan is a cold hum, way.

"If you are to save the suffering people."

"In order to protect our country and protect our country, I also respect you as a man."

"But, in fact, you are not for the people or for the country, but you are supporting this kind of people and tyrannical scum."

"Even later, when faced with scum, he was timid and was defeated in this cowardly way."

"The matter has come to this point, you do not admit defeat, do not review it, on the contrary, it is good to show arrogance and shout for victory?"

"Well, you two have completely lost your face as a king of war!"

Between Zhang Xiaofan's words, there is no half of the meaning of mercy, the tone is particularly harsh.

Hearing this, song Changlong and Wei Changxu have a look at each other's faces. They both see a deep sense of shame from each other's faces.

In the end, the two of them did not like before in front of Zhang Xiaofan, again sophistry about what, but one by one down their heads, did not say a word.

"Ah..."

after a long time, Wei Changxu sighed a long sigh and said in a gloomy way.

"Don't you think we're so willing to be their bodyguards? We... We also have problems. "

"What's more, you rich people and big bosses will never understand the difficulties of our poor people."

"From childhood to adulthood, my grandfather, who raised us up with a handful of excrement and urine, now suffers from chronic myelogenous leukemia, which has reached a very serious level."

"What's more, regardless of the hundreds of thousands of operating costs for chronic myeloid leukemia like this."

"Even the current imatinib mesylate anti-cancer drug, that is enough to 240, 00 yuan a box."

"The amount of imatinib mesylate tablets in a box can only last for a month, and the cost after that is an astronomical figure that can not be expected."

"Mr. Sun, he has also promised to find the best physician in China for our grandfather...."

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