Seeing the thin and weak girl who could be slapped to death came slowly towards them, a group of big men trembled with their teeth, and their kneecaps were softened.
Look at each other, not sure what she means.
Lu Mian moved his wrists back and forth, and the final tone picked up slightly: "Huh? Don't understand? Haven't you been looking for me?"
Bao Liang's eyes burst.
So... so...
Fat Hao and Mrs. Guo over there have joined Guo Shuitian, and Guo Shuitian and his wife opened their mouths in a daze.
Fat Hao covered his mouth with his hands, his throat stuck in scream, and he was about to burst his throat.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... the truth
The truth is!
Ye Jinwen was also crazy. He didn't know where to put his hands, and quickly floated to Xiao Qimo's side, and asked, "Seven brothers, Xiao Mianmian... Xiao Mianmian is the patron saint of Wucheng?!"
"I, I didn't understand it wrong... the we've been looking for--"
With a sharp knife-eye "Whh", Ye Jin heard the words behind Gudong and swallowed, and forcibly corrected his attitude: "The patron saint we have been looking for... is Xiao Mianmian!"
Xiao Qimo nodded his head calmly, and the corners of his mouth had an arc of tolerance.
Seeing what he had known for a long time, Ye Jinwen pulled his hair in a disintegration.
Recalling the scene when Xiao Qimo came forward just now, I felt like a beeping dog. The co-author is secretly rubbing and spreading dog food, and he is still worried about the safety of Brother Seven as an old mother!
What do you want to say, dare not say!
When he was digesting his depression alone, he heard a few howls, and then raised his head, he looked towards Lu Mian.
However, they found that Bao Liang and others, who were still standing swayingly, were like a stack of arhats, lying on the ground horizontally and vertically.
Ye Jinwen: "..."
Bao Liang was paralyzed beside the group of younger brothers, his cervical spine was crushed severely by one foot.
He felt that he was one millimeter away from the hiccup.
"Isn't it good to be alive?" The girl's light voice came from above her head.
She stood danglingly, copying school uniform trouser pockets with both hands, one leg supporting the ground, and one leg stepping on the bag. Leaning slightly, his toes gained strength.
He smashed Bao Liang's bones very hard.
The tone was light, "Why hurt my friend?"
"I, we are wrong! Please let us have a way out!" Bao Liang was a little incoherent, and wanted to look up, but was tightly controlled. She could only see her angel and devil face from the corner of her light, and she was so frightened.
Mom, it's horrible!
No one can accept it. The enemy they want to find is the girl they have always ignored? !
He even thought about this girl badly. Looking back now, he can't wait to take his brain to feed the dog.
"late."
Lu Mian seemed to be the king of hell, and understatement determined the fate of Bao Liang and others.
She does not allow anyone to hurt the person she is protecting.
No one is allowed to take their lives and threaten themselves.
They were not allowed to point at Xiao Qimo unscrupulously.
"Please, please..." Bao Liang begged for mercy instinctively.
"Crack."
Simply neat, only Bao Liang's painful wailing remains.
Lu Mian retracted her long legs slowly and turned away with a smile.
Her background picture is a pile of people, a dark and damp basement with mottled walls.
But she, like a dazzling light, slowly walked towards Xiao Qimo and the others.
