Chapter 777

"Hey, hey Boss, this man is so beautiful, but it is much more beautiful than the vulgar powder

"Don't tell me, it's true. Just looking at this face, I'm hard. " The big man stretched out his hand and wiped Meng Ping's white face. He was surprised by the beautiful feeling.

"This skin is softer than the yellow flower girl."

"Really? Really? Let me feel it... "

A group of vagrants who did not take a bath for a long time madly surrounded Meng Ping and started to attack him. Meng Ping's pale face soon left dirty fingerprints, and his thin clothes were not wrinkled.

He didn't say a word all the way, biting his teeth and holding on. A pair of eyes issued a fierce light, the bottom of my heart was completely excited to kill.

The door of the factory building opened quietly without wind.

Meng Ping saw Xu Qigang in the corner of his eyes. He snorted in his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Xu Qigang moved as fast as the wind, fiercely broke in, and ten people were all put down. The big man who took the lead was kicked on the wall by his foot and fainted on the spot.

There are also people carrying a machete, trying to rush up, but suddenly found a black muzzle aimed at the position of the eyebrows. The machete in his hand fell to the ground instantly and knelt on the ground to beg for mercy.

Xu Qigang put away his gun to check Meng Ping's situation? A bunch of trash can catch you? " The expression in the eyebrow is very dissatisfied.

In fact, Xu Qigang always treated Meng Ping as his own brother. Even if he later robbed Xiaoning from himself, he never changed his mind even though he felt uncomfortable. Now it's strange to see my brother beaten like this and humiliated by a group of tramps.

"When Shen left the city." Meng Ping took out a stack of neat white handkerchief from his body and gently wiped the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth. "I've been hurt less than half this year since I was a kid."

"I'll take you to the hospital first."

"You go out and wait for me, and I have a few words to say to the trash."

"Well!" Xu Qigang nodded and turned away. He waited outside for about ten minutes, frowning and standing still. Meng Ping steps unsteadily from inside, his hands on the knee, forehead covered with fine sweat. A breath, the whole chest pain, visible tonight is a big loss.

"Let's go!" He looked up at Xu Qigang with a pale smile.

Xu Qigang eyebrows a jump, "how do you deal with the people inside?"

"Nothing to do with it." Meng Ping waist is not straight, weak said: "you carry me! I can't walk

"Well!" Xu Qigang bent down and put Meng Ping on his back easily. "If your brother sees you like this, he doesn't know how angry he is."

It is rare that Xu Qigang's deep voice adds a trace of sadness to the memory of the past. Since the death of Meng fan, he almost dare not recall that period of gunfire and passion.

A war should have been something he could have been proud of all his life. But where did the best brother lose his life? It became the past that Xu Qigang didn't want to recall. It has also become a scar hidden in his heart, no one knows. No one knows that the cold and merciless living Yama is also a man of flesh and blood. He will suffer and regret himself.

Meng Ping was silent for a long time. His eyelashes covered his eyes. For a long time, he just said in an impassioned voice: "even if you say so, I still like Shengning, you don't want to adopt a soft policy, it's useless!"

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