Fourth, the dirty female beggar
On the roof of the building, a helicopter fell from the sky, Xia Shui jumped down skillfully, the rotors rolled up the wind to blow Xia Shui's long hair, she listened to the sound in the headphones, her brows furrowed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"What's wrong?" The old fritter got off the helicopter, looking like Xia Shui, and the situation was not good.
"Well, the spies at the banquet said that Xiao Zhi held Qin Yinwei hostage. Xia Shui took off his headphones and looked irritable.
The old fritter gloated, laughed loudly, and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't hide it." However, Qin Yinwei was really sick and rushed to the doctor, even if the virus worsened and spread to the whole world, it would take a while, and he actually destroyed the Temple of Compassion, tsk...... I"
The old fritters' eyes widened in horror, and he looked at the heart in disbelief, a blood-colored flower blooming, enchanting in the dark night.
The old fritter turned his head stiffly, his eyes full of questions and unwillingness, Xia Shui put away the silencer gun and flattened his mouth: "Actually, I am more anxious than Qin Yinwei, and I sent someone to do it in the Temple of Compassion." ā
The old fritter covered the wound and fell to the ground, Xia Shui stretched out his delicate hand and closed his eyes: "Since I was a child, I didn't want my hands to be dirty, you did all the evil things, I left the first evil thing to you, do you like it or not?"
The old fritters were relieved, but he smiled bitterly but didn't make a sound, and he lost his breath.
And in the palace exchange, the atmosphere is as tense as a crossbow with a strong bow.
This time, not only were all the guns pointed at her, but even all the people stood up.
"Xiaozhi!" Anny and Uncle Jian called out to her.
"Girl! Qin Tian.
"Bastard!"
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"Everyone, my girlfriend and I have an awkward quarrel, it's a family matter, today's banquet is very successful, and it definitely counts, I hope to get together again in the future." Before Qin Yin finished speaking, he gave Moseka a look. Moseka and the servants sent everyone away, leaving only a few henchmen of Mosika and Qin Yinwei.
"Ahh You're still so calm and organized. Ruan Fuzhi's expression was sadder than she had ever been, a little exaggerated.
"You won't hurt me. Qin Yinwei was indeed calm: "Don't you ask me anything, don't you let me explain?" his mouth was still smiling in a line, he was in a bad mood, hehe, was he? Coincidentally, I was also in a bad mood, Ruan Fuzhi lowered his face coldly: "I just want to trouble the eldest brother to release the people of the Compassion Temple." And Zhang Shan. ā
"People from the Temple of Compassion?" Qin Yin was stunned for a moment, looked at Mosika, saw him nodding, and said, "Yes, but Cigui and Zhang Shan can't." ā
"What if I have to?"
"You don't want to be willful. ā
"Don't make me sick. Ruan Fuzhi's smile made Qin Yinwei breathe in his throat, disgusting? Is this word a thorn? Qin Yinwei thought to himself.
"Do you think you've successfully held me hostage?" The tone was rare and no longer gentle, sandwiched with sarcasm, Qin Yinwei's words just fell, and then he gritted his teeth and washed his breath deeply, and subconsciously covered his left eye with blood.
"Hiss~"
That's right, Ruan Fuzhi took a short sword, and a very fast sword flower pierced Qin Yinwei's eyes, and smiled innocently, as if it was not himself who stabbed Qin Yinwei: "I still like you to be gentle." ā
Mosika and Qin Yinwei's subordinates reacted quickly with guns aimed at Ruan Fuzhi.
Ruan Fuzhi's mobile phone made a vibrating sound, it was Xia Shui: "Xiaozhi, go upstairs, I'm on the roof of the building, and there is a helicopter."
Qin Yinwei sneered, and when Ruan Fuzhi was silent, he asked her, "If you don't believe me, do you believe her?"
"Tell me, what can I believe?" Ruan Fuzhi's expression was so cold that it froze, and Xia Shui ...... , didn't have time to make her think about it, and said to Moseska: "Lead the way, go to the roof." ā