Zhao Junhao only let out a loud roar, and the old man's exclamation rang out.

"Ah!!" In the side door of the van opened, he saw something that smelled of death.

"What's going on?" Mo Yu frowned.

She didn't seem to realize what was happening.

The van was fine, and it stopped diagonally opposite the staircase access gate.

There is a wall blocking the view of the past.

Yue Qingya's script took a step back and grabbed Mo Yu's arm with her hand.

"President, ......?"

Zhao Junhao took a step forward and ran.

The old man who watched the car staggered and fled.

The two are very different directions.

One is the way of life, the other is the way of death!

"Let's go!"

Zhao Junhao shook his arms as he ran and roared hoarsely.

Yue Qingya pulled her other hand back, wanting to pull it open directly, but she ran into a closed door.

For a moment, the door to the staircase was slowly closed.

"Heh!" inside the van, a black figure appeared.

He carried a bag of torpedoes in his hand and one in his hand.

The people in the car laughed insolently, as if they had seen the tragic end of the other side.

"Big brother, throw!" a monkey voice sounded.

As he spoke, the sparks ignited and the fuses rushed away.

A lit torpedo was stuffed into a bag and then thrown in unison.

The red bag drew a long parabola in the air.

At the moment of falling, Zhao Junhao, who has always been able to sense danger, was in his throat.

Red bag.

Ratifier from Hell!

Time slowed down in an instant.

Zhao Junhao saw the two women he was about to meet, and the expressions on their faces changed slightly.

More at a loss.

rushed towards two women who were not very close, but Zhao Junhao did not change his route and fled to his own way of life.

It was at this moment that Zhao Junhao gritted his teeth.

Saved!

The bag rolled to the ground and came to a halt under the fuel tank of a delivery motorcycle that was tacitly allowed by the old man to enter to deliver food to the upstairs employees.

Drip......!

The voice was concocted by the author.

An extremely bright and extremely bright light burst out behind Zhao Junhao.

The palms of their hands just touched two women.

Then it's a matter of hugging and bringing strength to the side.

The person was still in mid-air, and the shock wave had already arrived.

There are also devouring tongues of fire scattered everywhere!

Zhao Junhao and the three disappeared briefly.

There was a moment of engulfment!

Zhao Junhao, who was in the aftermath of the fire wave, could even feel large chunks of metal whistling above his head.

When the explosion passed, Zhao Junhao fell to the ground with the two women and rolled a few laps together.

Perhaps, what comforted Zhao Junhao, who blocked most of the shock waves, was that he pressed on Yue Qingya's body.

That elasticity, that softness, tsk......

It was given to him by the author!

The sound in my ears became clearer, and the sound caused by the concussion slowly subsided.

Zhao Junhao, who escaped the catastrophe and saved the beauty by the way, gasped for breath.

didn't seem to notice that what his mouth was aimed at was Yue Qingya's face.

He was still holding down a woman's body......

"Ah......h

Attracted by Mo Yu's sudden humming voice, Zhao Junhao wanted to look over, but noticed a movement under him.

Looking down, he saw the clear and cold face.

"Hmm...... That ......" Zhao Junhao scratched his head embarrassedly.

The woman didn't scold Zhao Junhao for this kind of action, which already constituted indecent assault, she just said lightly: "Get out of the way." ”

"Oh. Zhao Junhao answered, and just wanted to turn his body, but there was a slight pain in his waist, but it was enough to make him frown.

The woman under him moved her gaze down with his shaking, and soon saw the wound on Zhao Junhao's waist.

Because he pulled the hole that was scratched by the metal sheet, Zhao Junhao's action of wanting to turn over suddenly stopped.

Yue Qingya was pressed hard again.

The air briefly solidifies.

Zhao Junhao stretched out his hand to cover the wound, grinned and said, "Can you give me a rest?"

Yue Qingya didn't even push him down, after all, the actions of the two were too indecent.

One of her hands reached into the pocket of her jacket and pulled out a square handkerchief.

It was handed to Zhao Junhao, who was slightly surprised.

"Cover it. ”

The woman's softness made Zhao Junhao not know what to say.

After taking the handkerchief that was still warm and covered by the woman's pocket, Zhao Junhao took a deep breath and pressed it against the wound.

His eyes widened, and he was a little relieved.

President...... It's okay......" Mo Yu forced his way up.

Zhao Junhao, who was more conscious, remembered back to just now.

After confirming that the sound of the van driving away sounded at the door, Zhao Junhao turned sideways with confidence and lay down on the ground.

"Whew!" came out of his mouth, a black gas mixed with soot.

"Assistant Mo, watch your step. Zhao Junhao looked at the parts of the motorcycle that had been dismembered all around, and reminded softly.

"Ahh

Without paying attention, Mo Yu tripped over a piece of burning metal on the floor.

Fortunately, Yue Qingya had already gotten up and caught her.

Two pairs of high heels stomped on the floor at the same time.

The two girls are fine, but Zhao Junhao was choked with ashes.

"You...... Are you okay?" Mo Yu finally asked about Zhao Junhao.

"Please give me a Band-Aid......," Zhao Junhao smiled and waved his hand.

Mo Yu was a little speechless at the optimistic look that this guy could still laugh at at this time.

Yue Qingya suddenly whispered: "Two minutes ......"

Zhao Junhao and Mo Yu were stunned at the same time.

At the entrance of the parking lot, Yuesheng's security team in blue uniform trotted down.

"Write it down,......" Yue Qingya said softly.

"How...... What's going on!" Looking at the devastated scene in front of him, the security team leader on duty today exclaimed in disbelief.

Although only motorcycles were dismembered, there were still many cars in the surrounding area.

Or the door was dented by the explosion, or the windshield was shattered.

"Clean it up now!" Yue Qingya said coldly.

Zai Yuesheng did not take the words of the president's office as a golden word, but took the Liu family's Huang Department as the big security guard, and was shocked by Yue Qingya's coldness at this moment.

"It's ......!" the squad leader took a long time to hold back a sentence from his mouth.

"Can you still go?" Yue Qingya ignored the team leader's response, and actually squatted down directly, not feeling that even if her legs were clamped, she could bring temptation to people.

Zhao Junhao swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat, and his eyes quickly shifted from the slender black in front of him.

"It should ...... Yes......"

As he spoke, he was about to get up.

Because one hand was covering the wound, Zhao Junhao had some difficulty getting up.

Yue Qingya wordlessly stretched out her arm to support.

Mo Yu also stretched out.

When Zhao Junhao's feet finally stepped on the ground, the three of them walked slowly, slowly, towards the staircase passage.

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