Early in the morning, Lin Dingdang lay on his side on the bed, staring at the stinky brother who was sitting on the sofa in the distance with his eyes closed, and his face was angry.

Last night, she was shy and expectant to enter her brother's room and lay down in her brother's bed.

As a result, the [warm] episode she was expecting did not happen, and the stinky brother didn't know what to do, so he tapped his finger on her neck, and then she didn't know anything.

When I opened my eyes again, it was the scene in front of me.

Obviously, the stinky brother didn't know how to stun her last night.

Then he ran to the couch and went to sleep.

[What the hell, don't I have charm?]

[I am a big beauty with a graceful figure and a bewitching face lying on the bed, and there are even men who can be indifferent!?]

[Doesn't the old lady lose face!?]

Why did Lin Dingdong know that the stinky brother didn't fiddle with himself, because TM was so nervous last night that she was lying under the covers before she even changed her pajamas!

This feeling of panic that has never been liberated can't deceive people!

The more Lin Dingdang thought about it, the more angry he became, he got up directly, squatted in front of Lin Zhenshen, and then, stretched out his fingers, charged his strength, Kabu!

"Smack!!

A loud and muffled sound sounded in Lin Zhenshen's head.

Lin Dingdang covered his fingers and gasped: "Damn, it's so hard, I don't even use my strength, it hurts, it hurts." ”

Lin Zhenshen slowly opened his eyes and looked at his sister speechlessly.

Isn't this girl a bit of a tiger?

"What do you say you're doing?" Lin Zhenshen gently rubbed his head, it didn't hurt, because with his current realm of national arts, when he was resting, his strength would spread all over his body, producing an ability similar to passive body protection.

Although the strength is not high, there is no major problem in resisting one or two spikes.

Self-defense strength will also have the effect of rebounding force, and the amount of force exerted by the opponent will return as much power.

Lin Dingdang really didn't use much strength to flick his head, and the force that could be exerted plus the force of returning it was enough for this tiger girl to hurt for a while.

"Who made you ignore me, who do you look down on!" Lin Dingdang said with tears in his eyes.

"Why do I ignore you, don't you have a point in your heart? I remember you yourself said, you want Plato's love, how do I feel that you don't have a word of truth in your mouth?"

Lin Zhenshen gave his sister a finger flick back to her head: "What do you have in your brain?"

Lin Dingdong covered his head and shot back angrily: "What do I think? I just want to sleep with you, and I don't want to do anything!"

"What are you laughing at, wait a minute, do you think it's ......" Lin Dingdang seemed to think of something, and the two looked at each other.

Lin Zhenshen was stared at a little hairy, and turned his head away.

[Could it be that the stinky brother is not worried about what she is doing, but about what he is doing. 】

[After all, his charm is in front of him, and it is basically a priceless treasure like a white door, how can a person refuse it. 】

[Only people who are not confident in their self-control will choose to stay away from it from the beginning. 】

[Well, it must be so.] 】

[The stinky brother was afraid that he would not be able to withstand it after being teased by her once or twice, and he couldn't control his desires, so he chose to sleep on the sofa in order to avoid making a big mistake. 】

[Oh my God, I'm such a reasoning expert!]

"Okay, since you're up, let's clean up, let's move after breakfast, I'll make a call and ask Song Xianxian to send a driver over to help carry things." ”

Lin Dingdang wanted to say a few words, but was directly shut up by Lin Zhenshen's irrefutable look.

The older sister watched her younger brother walk out of the room while talking on the phone, and smashed the pillow with her fist.

She really didn't want to live in the same room with Song Xianxian at all, and finally that guy didn't come to rub the room, and it would be their turn to take the initiative to send it to the door.

I'll go, my mother can't get rid of this million-watt big light bulb in her life?

......

......

More than an hour later.

Song Xianxian followed the driver to the Little Love Nest and brought two female bodyguards.

Well, this configuration is Song Xianxian's standard travel configuration.

In addition, there should be a few people on guard at a distance of tens or hundreds of meters around the perimeter.

On the hillside not far away, several members of the Associated Press were holding binoculars to observe Lin Dingdang and the others.

The yellow-haired thug asked in a low voice, "When will you do it?"

"Don't worry, take a look first!" The little flat-headed gangster frowned and said, "I think this group of people who just came here seems to be a little bit unsimple, and they are still carrying bodyguards, they may be from the family of a wealthy man, let's wait and see." ”

"Damn, this girl is good enough!" Huang Mao took out a photo of the target of this trip and showed an evil smile.

Xiao Pingtou slapped the back of the yellow hair's head fiercely, and scolded: "Do you want to die, this is the person who our boss's gold owner specially explained to bring back intact, if you move her with a finger, believe it or not, the boss will dare to shoot you with one shot." ”

Huang Mao sneered: "I'm just talking!"

As he spoke, he took out his binoculars to observe, and then saw Song Xianxian, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Brother Ping, look at this girl in yellow clothes, she is also very positive!"

"I'm not blind!"

......

Song Xianxian commanded the two female bodyguards next to him and said, "You guys help move things." ”

The two female bodyguards nodded, and Lin Zhenshen began to help move things.

Then, Song Xianxian and Lin Dingdang chatted at the door.

Xiao Pingtou stared at him and said, "Do it!"

"Ah, kidnapping people in a residential area, what if there is surveillance?"

"Where is there no monitoring in Hong Kong these years?"

Xiao Pingtou said coldly: "It's early in the morning, there are not many people on this street, and the other party is moving, let's drive the car over at the location of the target station, and we can pull people into the car at once, if you don't do it now, I'm afraid that it will be delayed for I don't know how long, and the opportunity must not be lost and will not come again." ”

Huang Mao nodded, hurriedly told his companion in the van, and then started the van and slowly approached the two.

End of the street.

Two bodyguards in black suits were smoking cigarettes, and one of the strong foreign men looked at the van that was slowly moving towards their employer, with a wary expression.

"Head, there's a van on the south side approaching our employer. ”

"Maybe it's a passerby, leave it alone. ”

Something like this, they've encountered not a thousand, but eight hundred, and they're only responsible for guarding the perimeter for possible hot weapon locks.

Two female bodyguards who are proficient in hand-to-hand combat are perfectly capable of dealing with melee enemies, and even if they can't, it will be no problem to resist for a while until they are supported.

Lin Dingdang turned his back to the street, chatting with Song Xianxian about whether there was anything or not, and he didn't notice that a van was approaching behind him, and stopped, until he found that it was too late to react.

Xiao Pingtou and Huang Mao quickly pulled the back door of the car and got out of the car.

Lin Dingdong only felt a handkerchief covering his mouth and nose, and then a pungent and unpleasant smell poured in, and then he didn't know anything.

Xiao Pingtou and Huang Mao quickly dragged Lin Dingdong into the van.

"Let go!"

Song Xianxian was frightened for a moment, shouted, rushed up as soon as his brain was hot, and kicked it hard, right in the middle of the crotch of his yellow hair.

"Damn it!"

The yellow hair was ruthless, endured the severe pain of being kicked in the crotch, grabbed Song Xianxian's arm, and dragged Song Xianxian into the van with a sharp slam.

The driver next to him rushed up to stop him, but he was hit in the head by a small flat head holding a steel pipe and fell to the ground.

This scene alarmed the bodyguards in the shadows, and Qi Qi's face changed greatly.

They didn't expect that there would really be a thief who would dare to be so bold and dare to kidnap people on the streets in broad daylight.

One of the bodyguards was about to pull out a gun and shoot, but was stopped by his companion next to him and scolded: "You are crazy, the body of this van is not hard enough, if you hurt the eldest lady, you and I will have to die!"

“TMD！！！”

Huang Mao covered his crotch, couldn't help the severe pain, and pounded the wall of the car, and the little flat head next to him laughed so much that his stomach hurt: "You shouldn't be kicked to pieces, right!?"

Xiao Pingtou: "We can't move this woman, but this white pick is always okay." ”

"Are you crazy...... This person's life experience is not simple, even if he has to do it...... Hey, count me in. ”

At this very moment.

The other side.

"If you don't shoot to stop them, if the eldest lady has a good guy, not only will we die, but our family will not survive!"

"Damn! There is a gun !!"

Huang Mao and Xiao Pingtou's faces turned pale in an instant, and even the gangsters driving the van also showed a frightened expression, their hands shook, and the car skidped.

This was followed by two more shots, one in the rearview mirror and the other in the rear window, directly knocking out a whole spider crack in the glass!

The two hurriedly lay down, their faces red and white.

Who is this TM tied up, why do the bodyguards even have guns!

Since Hong Kong's return to the motherland, private gun ownership has been a no-nonsense thing, and only real gangsters or powerful wealthy families will privately own firearms.

The former and the Associated Press can still afford to provoke, and the latter, it depends on the situation.

But no matter what the situation is, it has to be left to their boss to make decisions and weigh it.