Lan Xin thinks that Sunday can kill the ethereal younger brother instantly, and the strength is very strong. I remember that Yu Shaoyang and Fang Ke can say that Sunday is a fix-true person, but in mythology, how can a fairy put such a small role as Yin Jian in his eyes and settle down in his heart and no longer persuade Zhou Tiansoft.
However, Lan Xin, a girl’s literature, thinks that Sunday is a fix-true person, and some things are inconvenient to solve the situation. There is also a county public security bureau deputy director’s daughter. What happened to Sunday is also a family debate, so I still don’t worry about secretly taking out my mobile phone and sending a message to Min Wen, which means that someone is looking for Sunday and asking Min Wen to come over quickly.
Yin Jian squinted at Sunday and said coldly, "If that’s the case, then don’t blame me. You’re welcome." At that dozen punks, they winked and took out their knives from their arms and gathered around Sunday neatly.
Sunday didn’t put a dozen punks in his eyes. In his eyes, girls’ literature was just a worm to solve them. It would take them a few seconds to turn around and smile at Lan Xin. "Yan Yan, go away and don’t let punks hurt you."
Lan Xin obediently sat on the sofa. She wasn’t worried that Sunday would not solve the problem of more than a dozen punks’ Sunday strength. A few days ago, she had seen that more than a dozen punks were not his opponents. She smiled and said, "Hurry up, we will go to other shopping malls later. Don’t delay too long."
Yin Jian heard Sunday and Lan Xin talking, and his lungs were furious. The two of them didn’t pay attention to him, and their anger was more flourishing. Seeing Bian Fu Ting looking at her heart faintly, she was watching him. Yin Feng’s tongue was cut off and Fu Ting was abolished. It is impossible to talk to him again. If she does well, Fu Ting will definitely throw herself at him.
When I think of the forces behind Fu Ting and the devil’s figure, I feel the evil fire rising. I feel cold in my heart. "When I solve these two people, you still don’t know my heart. I have to make you scream again and again."
Yin Jianchong thundered at the dozen punks, "What are you still doing? I’ll be responsible for killing me."
"Is the eldest brother" a dozen small bludger heard Yin Jian command never delay vociferously rushed to the girls’ literature for the first time to update.
Sunday sneer at a way "so much" didn’t see him like a bird suddenly deceives around a dozen small bludger "bang, bang" is constantly in the blink of an eye kung fu that a dozen small bludger were Sunday to fly out and fell to the ground to cry.
"What?" Yin Jian looked at Sunday in surprise. He was very white. The strength of a dozen gangsters was hacked in the street, and their fighting skills were quite high. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have taken them out. He wanted to deal with these fighting skills. The master had to go through some hard work. How can it be done so easily on Sunday? It’s no strength to be calm and calm.
Feel the fear at the bottom of my heart. See the subconscious step by step on Sunday. When I hear Fu Tinglai’s disdainful voice, "There are not so many men who can’t even solve it personally. I still want to rest assured that Miss Xu is wishful thinking."
Yin Jian’s violent breath in his heart was aroused, and his eyes were bloodshot. He picked up a dagger from the ground and said, "Small, but you forced me. I don’t want to kill you. You forced me." Then the dagger turned into a white light and stabbed it into Sunday’s heart.
Sunday sneer at a certain Yin Jian dagger thrust direction reached out and grabbed Yin’s wrist a little force to hear "click" and broke Yin Jian wrist.
"Ah" Yin Jian howled like a pig and held her wrist in pain and cold sweat. When she saw that Sunday was still coming step by step, her eyes were full of poverty and pitfalls, and her heart was afraid that she would never consider her face again. She knelt down and begged, "Don’t kill me, it’s that smelly * * that she wants me to do this." Fu Ting next to her finger.
"No man told me in bed last night that you were a hero. Today, when something happened, it became this virtue. You two brothers are both bear-like." Fu Ting said contemptuously to Yin Jian, kneeling on the ground. Seeing Yin Feng holding his mouth and barking, he obviously didn’t know about Fu Ting and Yin Jian’s sex.
Fu Ting sneered, "Don’t look at me like that. I slept with your brother Yin Jian for the first time. That’s because I think he is more manly than you, but I didn’t expect you two brothers to be a virtue bear."
On Sunday, I didn’t expect things to be so disgusting to Fu Ting’s easy virtue wind. I was lazy to go to Lan Xin with them and said, "Xinxin, let’s go. What people are simply scum?"
"You live for me," Fu Ting said quickly when he saw that he was leaving on Sunday. "It’s too hard for you to leave if you offend me."
Sunday looked back and said simply, "Oh, what do you want?"
Fu Ting said, "It’s very simple. Girls’ literature will be updated for you in the first place. First, I’ll call the police now to say that you deliberately hurt people. I don’t think it’s a problem for me to let you stay in it for a few years. Second, you are still a man. Miss is a little interested in you. I want you to promise me that do miss men will help you handle today."
On Sunday, I was really amused by Fu Ting’s "innocent and evil" words and shook my head. "To tell the truth, street prostitutes like you are no different. I have no interest in you at all. I don’t want to go either way. I’ll give you a way. If you don’t roll, I’ll beat you."
"You" Fu Ting gas design and color changed, pointing to Sunday’s nose. "You wait for my father to be the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau. I let you prostrate in Long Ze County, and no one dares to offend Miss. You are dead meat."
Fu Ting was publicly rejected on Sunday, losing face, itching and resentment. He took out his cell phone from his bag and even dialed a few numbers. He looked at Sunday proudly and sneered, "Those gangsters can’t deal with you, and someone can deal with you."
After half an hour, a group of police officers rushed to the stairs on the seventh floor with pistols in their hands. They surrounded Sunday and Lan Xin in an orderly manner. The leader was a paunchy middle-aged man, bald and pale, as if he had been paid for by wine and color.
It was Fu Min, deputy director of the Long Ze County Public Security Bureau, who updated the girls’ literature for the first time. He was a mistress in the hotel and was happy. When he received Fu Ting’s words, his scalp was numb and he didn’t know what. A lot of mistresses around him were ineffective, but in addition to this daughter, half a movement was made. Fu Min loved this daughter but everything depended on him.
Fu Ting saw Fu Min with a deputy armed police officer and ran before saying, "Dad, you’re finally here. Someone bullied your daughter’s head. You have to make decisions for me."
Fu Min stared at Fu Ting and finally played judo. "I told you not to make trouble for me at home. I don’t know if it’s an eventful autumn day. Can you pour it out or make trouble for me? Just ask dad to wipe your ass."
Fu Ting looked at Fu Mindao pathetically. "Dad, someone really bullied your daughter. If you don’t make decisions, I will die for you."
"Ouch, my little ancestor, don’t say that you are dead. Okay, dad will make decisions for you." Fu Min felt headache. Public security in Long Ze County has been improved these days. Min Wen is afraid of illegal points and took the opportunity to make trouble. The leaders of the Strict Bureau will personally lead the patrol and see that there are illegal points, which will be strictly enforced in bending the law.
Where Fu Ting said that she was bullied, Fu Min brought the whole deputy armed patrol without thinking. Because of the special situation, the whole patrol was equipped with pistols and police officers were not protected with weapons.
Lan Xin saw ten police officers holding pistols at her and Sunday, as in fear, hurried to Sunday and whispered, "What about Sunday now? They have guns in their hands. Why don’t we wait for Director Min to come first and then we’ll think of some way."
On Sunday, I smiled and said, "It’s okay to have me. They can’t hurt you." I patted Lan Xin on the shoulder and hugged Lan Xin by the way. It seems to be protecting Lan Xin, but actually I don’t want to take the opportunity to wipe some oil on Lanxin.
Lan Xin struggled for several times and didn’t break free from Sunday’s arms. In the end, he would no longer struggle to lie in Sunday’s arms. Even Lan Xin himself didn’t know what he would be willing to do in Sunday’s arms. He didn’t regard Sunday as a tofu-eating pervert
Fu Ting saw that Sunday hugged Lan Xin affectionately, and his jealousy was inexplicable. His anger was even stronger. Sunday and Lan Xin said, "Dad is the man and woman who bullied their daughter. I don’t want to see her."