Chapter 4: Old man turned into gray, I remember you too.

Qiao Mu was like a thunderbolt, staring at the place where the sculpture was white and sexy, and it seemed so striking black lace bra.
For a moment, Qiao Mu's face, Nima, she is very sure, that is, I spent 50 discounts on the street to buy a B code bra. But who told her why her lost bra would be worn on sculpture?
Suddenly, Qiao Mu was excited, because the brain short-circuited because of shame and anger, rebounded instantly, his face was angry, and his teeth were cut, "Oh! It must be the dead man of the human face!" She clearly remembers falling in his room, but now she hangs "Exhibition" here is not the bastard, but who else!
Qiu Ning also saw the black lace bra on the sculpture, and the twitching of the corner of her eye could not stop. She also recognized that it was bought when she was shopping with Xiaoxiaobi. Who was so talented and hung it on the sculpture. There is no sense of violation!
At this moment, the little teasing, the anger is burning, the little fists are dying, and they will rush at any time. Just stepping on it and being caught, Qiu Ning lightly lifted his lower jaw. "Hey, tease, the impulsive is the devil, look around."
Joe looked away, froze, Mom! The bar is bustling, and most of the customers are pointing at their bra, and there are people who talk about it. The close-fitting bra is so crowded by so many people that it is very embarrassing. Qiao Mu only feels like standing naked in front of people, burning his head, and blowing it up to blow up!
Looking at the way that Qiao Mu is about to run away, Qiu Ning whispers, his expression is slightly helpless. "Big sister, don't worry about your broken bra, school bag, school bag!"
"Oh, yes!" Qiao Mu returned to God, their purpose is the schoolbag, the first thing to do is matter. Look at the angry little face and look at the wine table that I drank last night, and make a fist. "Yes, there are people."
In the heart of a slap in the face, the two sprinted and hurried past, and looked up, Joe Mu almost burst into tears. Wow! school bag! Still there! God, I know that you still love me, wait for me to buy a few pounds of banana apples to honor you.
I was so busy that I looked around at my schoolbag, and everything was there. Qiao Mu was rushed by this huge joy, and she was so excited that she recovered. Xiaozui constantly mourns Xie Rulai, the Buddha Jade Emperor Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Qiu Ning is also very happy, I did not expect the whole process so easy, this little teasing can finally be assured. Then, can they retreat from the whole body? The two were only happy, and they did not notice the bustling whole bar. They were empty, no one was close, and no waiter came forward.
In a dimly lit room on the second floor.
The man has long legs, lazily leaning against the back of the chair, slender fingers holding cigarettes, and the white smoke rises, the body shape is hidden in the darkness, and the corner of the mouth is stunned with a smile, and the eyes are watching the surveillance screen. The little is very happy with the broken bag.
Raise the hand, the cigarette is sent to the mouth, the man takes a deep breath, slowly spits out the smoke ring, presses the cigarette in the ashtray, and the spotted Mars is extinguished instantly. The dark light hit the tall man's body, the man smiled, and the smile was thrilling, like the last glimmer of light in the darkness, so awkward and breathtaking.
Hey, little bastard, we met again.
A few minutes later, Qiao Mu and Qiu Ning sat on the sofa in the room, their faces were serious and they looked around with vigilance. Some people were guarded at the door, and some people were guarded by the windows. The tall men and tall, neat black suits, with sunglasses and indifferent expressions.
When you are finished, you can't escape. Is this a triad society, and I have not offended anyone, how can I be arrested, and the day is full of glory, is there no one in the bar?
As for her and Qiu Ning, this small arm and shank, hard work with a few big men, not like a matchstick, oh yeah, it’s very simple, it’s been sent to the tires in minutes!
Thinking of that picture, Qiao Mu's calf shook, and my heart was cold, Mamma Mia, she still didn't live enough, she still had no husband and wife, and enjoyed this great life.
Nima, will it be caught and beaten? What if you have a broken arm and a broken leg? What if the disfigured swollen? In case... don't! She still has to take care of her mother, and she has to earn money to pay off her debts.
Think about the clips in the movie, offending the gangster, saying that you will not cut your right hand when you cut your left hand, the knife falls off, it is very simple, you may also pick up the organs on your body to sell money, what kind of heart, liver, spleen and lung cornea, say Unexpectedly, it will be ruined... The more I want to be afraid, the more I am afraid of Qiao Mu, holding Qiu Ning's hand tightly. For a time, the mist has covered my eyes, and the small body can't stop shaking. There is a sense of sorrow on the execution ground.
A side of Qiu Ning is also afraid, but fortunately her imagination is not as rich as Joe Mu, will not think of those scary scenes.
Now that the two have understood, it is no wonder that the action was surprisingly smooth. When they entered the door, they saw Qiao Mu’s black lace bra. The table next to the bag also happened to be no one, so I got the bag smoothly.
I was still thinking about it a few minutes ago, and the result was immediately irritating. It turns out that this is a trap!
"嘭~", the door was opened from the outside. The hearts of the two also followed.
A tall and tall figure walked in, long body, standing, deep facial features, a touch of light color between the eyebrows, people like a spring breeze, a gray knee-high coat, but also a manliness of men.
A beautiful flower man! Seeing people coming, Qiu Ning is amazing, and Qiao Mu has been rushing straight up, holding the man's arm, his eyes are red, and his face is pitiful. "Uncle, save me, I don't want to break my arms, don't Was sold to the kiln..."
Xi Muqiao: "..."
It turns out that no matter how the compound nature of the little can't be changed. The man waved and signaled a few black men to go out with Qiu Ning.
Qiu Ning struggled without fruit, but had to watch Qiao Mu being left in the room by a man. Finished, is it a little more than this?
In the room, Qiao Mu has been stunned! what's the situation? This uncle is not here to save people? Moreover, he seems to be a group with the black people, this goods is the boss of the underworld!
"嘭~" The room door closed, the man looked at Qiao Mu, his mouth with an unclear smile, slender fingers unbuttoned coat buttons, elegant and incomparable, revealing a black shirt inside.
Qiao Mu quickly released the man's arm, back two steps full of vigilance, arms in the chest. In front, "you, what do you want, you don't mess, I am a taekwondo nine!"
Xi Muqiao brows lightly, smacks his lips, his eyebrows are warm, and his low-pitched voice is tempted. "How, don't you remember me?"
Joe Mu sneered, nodded, remember, how can you not remember.
Xi Muqiao instantly smiled, and the dark eyes were filled with surprises, warm and foggy. Unexpectedly, for so many years, this little remembers himself, and Xi Muqiao is excited at this moment. But in the next moment, the smile was stiff on the man's face, and the hair was split.
"You were the last night, the sorrowful face, the young girl who was drunk, the strong robbing of the women, the forced misconduct, the thickening of me, and then I hung my bra on the sculpture of the tortoise bastard." I forgot to add a word, "Old man, I will remember you when I turn it into a gray!"