Look, your boss has been beaten stupid!"

Looking at Xiang Chen lying on the hospital bed, he could still laugh when he was injured like this, I was afraid that he accidentally knocked his brain during the fight before.

Mo Mo glanced at Li Tianxing, but he didn't know how to refute him, because Mo Mo also felt that Xiang Chen could be hit in the head.

Looking at Xiang Chen helplessly, it was really a bit embarrassing to be beaten like this by a group of uncles, big intelleck, mothers and security guards!

Facing Xiang Chen, a melon that is not big or small, Li Tianxing is also happy to eat.

"I'm very skeptical of your abilities now!

Li Tianxing crossed Erlang's legs, went home and said that Xiang Chen, who was now lying on the hospital bed, had won Gou Chengxin, who would believe the bodyguards raised at home?

Thinking back to the previous scenes in Ye Qingqing's community, hugging or kicking, Li Tianxing only hated that he couldn't play in person.

"I have a date in the evening, so I won't accompany you! ”

Li Tianxing got up and left, and Mo Mo or Xiang Chen didn't stop him, after all, whether there was Li Tianxing or not was not particularly important to them now.

Mo Mo peeled another apple, and Xiang Chenxing, who was lying on the bed, hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but Mo Mo put the peeled apple into his mouth again.

Xiang Chen's embarrassed little hand stopped in mid-air, looking at Mo Mo with a resentful look in his eyes.

"People who lose a fight still have the face to eat apples?"

Mo Mo glanced at Xiang Chen and snorted coldly.

"It's because I lost the fight that I need to eat an apple to calm down!"

Xiang Chen tilted his head and fell on the hospital bed, feeling that the child that some people say no one loves is his current self.

"Why don't you fight back?" Mo Mo frowned, although the incident happened suddenly, it was far from the extent that Xiang Chen couldn't deal with it.

At that time, if Xiang Chen made a move, the current result would definitely be that Xiang Chen was at large, and the security guards were honestly lying on the hospital bed.

"This little injury is not in the way!" Xiang Chen looked at the injuries on his body and said disapprovingly.

Mo Mo pursed his lips and looked at Xiang Chen. There are some things that don't need to be said, Mo Mo and Xiang Chen also understand each other, they have been beaten into a coma for two days, and they even said that they are not in the way, how can such a person be calm and light when he speaks? Mo Mo doesn't particularly understand.

"Someone told me that when a man chooses to be a soldier, he gives his life to his country. War is everywhere, and you may be thinking about 1768ly for dinner.Whatever, a bullet can end a life. So, those retired soldiers who didn't die on the battlefield shouldn't have died at my hands. ”

Xiang Chen leaned his head on the bed, trying to make a relaxed appearance.

"Modern warfare, how can people die so easily, and it's not... Alas..."

Mo Mo looked at Xiang Chen's appearance, she didn't need Xiang Chen to explain anything, she had already thought of who was the person who said these words to Xiang Chen.

"Just because you don't experience it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Maybe you're running and a bullet will go through your head. You don't have time to think about how to face death, and before you can say some bold words to motivate yourself, death comes suddenly, and you don't even give half a cigarette..."

Xiang Chen looked out the window, obviously there were no dark clouds, but Xiang Chen's eyes were full of haze.

Xiang Chen is very strong, strong enough to survive twice on the Dark Day twice, and Xiang Chen is also fragile, too fragile to dare to participate in the Third Dark Day.

Mo Mo quietly exited the ward, she saw a group of stinky men playing in Xiang Chen's eyes, and also saw a bare mountain, with a few small flowers floating in the wind...

At the same time, Xiang Chen was lying on the bed looking out the window, and everyone else was also immersed in their own lives.

Tian Dazhuang sent most of the couriers, looking up at the blue sky, the number of the account balance is getting more and more, and the decimal point under the number is constantly moving backwards, but Tian Dazhuang still feels that the distance from his imagination is getting farther and farther away.

After drinking half a bottle of water in one go, Tian Dazhuang loaded himself with another big shuttle express...

In the auditorium, Han Zhili first made his own remarks endlessly, and then named Zheng Ziling, who was stealing food under the viewing platform, and asked him to come to the viewing platform to perform how to steal food.

When a bag of marshmallows was about to bottom out, Han Zhili asked Zheng Ziling, "Is there anything else you want to say?" Zheng Ziling took the microphone and asked Xiang Yang in the audience, "This candy is very delicious, do you want to taste it?" If you think it's good, I'll buy more and send it to your bedroom!"

In the laughter of the surrounding crowd, Xiang Yang's face was slightly red, he pursed his lips, and looked at Zheng Ziling as if he wanted to scratch him.

Han Zhili was angry on the podium, and left with his sleeves brushed up, but Zheng Ziling was full of indifference. Zheng Ziling also heard a little about Xiangyang's father and Principal Han's daughter, as for how to stand in line, there is naturally no need to hesitate.

Businessmen have the way businessmen fight, and students have students' ways of fighting back.

Yao Demon leaned against a large tree outside the auditorium, swinging one leg downward.

Not long ago, there were still people spying on Xiang Yang, and they were all easily disposed of by him.

The people who appeared next to Xiang Yang were getting weaker and weaker, and Yao Demon also knew that Xiang Chen and Mo Mo had succeeded in the far demon capital, but in a somewhat lazy afternoon, Yao Demon had a little worry in his heart...

Yan Xiaoyi sat at the front desk of the inn, waiting for everyone to return, Han Genji and Wang Qianqian walked hand in hand on the pedestrian street, and Han Yuxiang was still busy with his work.

A prison in Europe, known as the modern Bastille, was kept under the strictest guards, and had the strongest and highest walls in Europe.

A place from which no one can escape, the most heinous criminals in the world are imprisoned.

"Evancent, meeting in this way is my greatest respect for you, and I hope you don't mind!"

In the dark secret room, there was a middle-aged man dressed as a gentleman who took off his top hat, which was the biggest tribute to the person in front of him, who had an iron mask covering his entire face and was fixed by more than a dozen iron chains, although the middle-aged man's face was still decent.

Evancent shook the chain that locked his arm, and said hello to the visitor. In his opinion, the middle-aged man he was a few years ago was not worth a glance at at all, but the picture of the purple gold flower on his neckline was worthy of Evancent's greetings.

Surrounded by dozens of torture instruments, Evancent had no way to speak if he wanted to.

However, the middle-aged man with the purple gold flower logo on his neckline was very understanding.

"I'm here for nothing other than to bring a special little gift to Mr. Evancent. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged gentleman took out a laptop computer and placed it in front of Evanson.

Evancent, whose freedom was restricted by many torture instruments, looked boredly, and then his eyes gradually became bigger and bigger...