For her daughter Song Jiaren, Song Guo still loves her, not to mention anything else, just after all these years, she has only got such a lone seedling, and Song Guo has to love her. Man, the friendship is gone, and the woman who lifts her pants will be abandoned, but the inheritance of bone and blood is difficult to cut off. It can be said that if there was no Song Jiaren, Li Mo'er might have been thrown into a corner by him and left to her own devices.

Lao Qiu only felt bad when he knew the news, no matter how Mrs. Jasmine was, Song Jiaren was the blood and blood of Song Guo, and the gang in the west of the city dared to hit the young lady with the idea, and it was really Tai Sui's head that broke ground, and he didn't want to die.

"What did the other party say?" Song Guan pinched his thumb, squinted slightly, and looked unhappy. Since when did some people in this southern base start to ignore him?

Lao Qiu bowed his head, he was the one who ate this mouthful, how could he not see that Song Guo was angry?

"Miss found a kid named Lin Qiao from the northern base to accompany her to the west of the city." Speaking of which, Lao Qiu didn't dare to look at Song Jing's face. If you want him to say, this Song Jiaren really died by herself, who in the base doesn't know that she can't go to the west of the city, especially if she is still Song Guo's daughter, she wants to kill herself, who is to blame? Who among the men below could be her lord and keep her from going there?

But Lao Qiu didn't have the courage to say this, he only tensed his body, thinking that if Song Guo was angry with himself, he would suffer less guilt.

Sure enough, Song Guo directly gave Lao Qiu a kick, and he didn't take much strength, but Lao Qiu still fell down, which was somewhat exaggerated.

"Old thing, even you dare to deceive your superiors and subordinates!" Since Song Guo took charge of the southern base, no one has dared to challenge him for many years, and now his daughter is not obedient, especially this group of waste, who eats and drinks well on weekdays, but it is useless at critical moments.

Lin Qiao?

This person has only seen him once, but he really didn't expect the beauty to be involved with him, doesn't this person like Coke? Hehe, a man who has no ability at all dares to think about his daughter?

Now that the other party has not left a word, her daughter Song Jiaren should be safe for the time being. Song Guan looked at the old Qiu who was sitting on the side, but he didn't do it again, and the top priority was to get the person back first.

"Staring at the surnamed Kong, no matter how bad it is, you don't have to appear in front of me again." Song Guo can't tolerate the slightest betrayal, but he really doesn't mind raising so many two or three wretched, after all, it takes some skills to be able to mix up and see it well. This Lao Qiu's biggest ability is to be cautious, the most aware of words and feelings, on weekdays, he raised a Shar Pei dog on the side, but once he can't stand up to it, he will give it up.

Regarding Song Qian's thoughts, Lao Qiu doesn't say that he is nine out of ten, but he also knows how to stay true to ten. At this point, looking at the entire southern base, I am afraid that there will be no second one who can guess Song Guo's mind like him. It's just that the more I understand, the more the cold sweat on my forehead can't stop seeping out, and in these years, the most worthless thing is human life. Although it is clearly stipulated in the southern base that you cannot kill people at will, who can stop the strong from acting recklessly, let alone those in power.

These years are the world of the strong, and no one will deliberately restrain them. Lao Qiu's back was very stiff, and when he withdrew from Song Guo's room, his body shook a few times, and his depressed appearance was a little pitiful.

He didn't have any ability, how could he just hit the muzzle of Song Guo's gun, but he had to carry any pot? Maybe he has to find another way out, at least to keep himself and his family alive.

Lao Qiu's side has a lot of people who can be called up because of Song Guo's instructions, but this matter is not hidden, after all, the other party is so big, where can he hide it?

Li Mo'er knew that when the beauty was arrested, she only felt dark in front of her, and she had planned and endured it for so many years, wasn't it just for herself and her daughter? It's the west of the city again, Li Mo'er clenched her fists and asked people to call the crescent moon. She doesn't even believe in Song now, and can she expect Lao Qiu to bring people back unharmed?

It's just that this time, Li Mo'er is awake once. Boss Kong, they made it clear that they were aiming at the Song situation, and they would know if there was a stir on Lao Qiu's side, but it was a cheap and inconspicuous crescent moon, so they quickly inquired about it when they went back to the west of the city.

Whoever made the move, the leaders of the forces in the west of the city knew each other, and the crescent moon took a little effort to find out, and the person was tied up by Leng Ye.

Yueya went back to Li Mo'er and told Li Mo'er the news of the inquiry, after all, with her little ability, it was impossible to bring people out of Leng Ye's hands. But it is impossible to expect Li Mo'er to be powerful, after all, since Li Mo'er went to the west of the city last time, the power of the idea in her hand has been almost exposed. Song doesn't plan it, but it is impossible to continue to let it go.

"Master Leng doesn't have the courage to touch my daughter, there must be someone behind him." Li Mo'er is not smart but very shrewd, Chengxi has always been disobedient, and it is a thorn in the side of Song Guo, but in comparison, Chengxi is a plate of loose sand, and even Boss Kong can't beat Song Guo if he picks it out alone, and now the surname Leng dares to move the beauty, and the people behind him will definitely make big moves against Song Guo.

Li Mo'er clasped her palms with her fingertips, it has been more than ten years since the end of the world, and no one will live like a stunned young man, that is to say, the other party is prepared.

"You, go back to the west of the city and star." Li Mo'er sent the crescent moon back to continue staring, she wanted to go to Song Qian, but she thought of something and sat back. She can't make any more moves, otherwise Song Jing will definitely not let her go.

Coke nibbled on a dry baked potato, but it was probably too well conditioned by Yan Kai during this time, and the three meals were even but nutritious and delicious, which was just two hungry meals, and the whole person was a little wilted.

Sure enough, don't try it if you don't have that good life. Cola grabbed her fist against her stomach, and after a while, she stood up, walked around the small broken room, and then looked out through the gap.

The other party was confident enough to trap her, so Cola didn't see too many guards outside. It's just that with the confrontation that day, the more nervous Coke was in his heart, he didn't dare to look down on the old beggar, but he was trapped like this and felt unwilling to sell by others, and the others were second, what should I do if I delayed saving Bai Fumei?

Thinking of this, Cola pulled out a rusty iron nail from the crack of the wood and hid it in her shoes, and the medicine that Yan prescribed to her was found at all, and Cola was distressed but had to gamble. She calculated, just relying on Boss Kong, Yan Kai couldn't live so comfortably in the west of the city, he must have left himself a back hand, anyway, for him, as long as there is no conflict of interest, then who to save is not to save? Anyway, those precious medicinal materials that seem to be enough for many people to break their heads from the outside are not unusual to Yan Kai at all, if she were Yan Kai, she would definitely use them to make good connections. I only hope that the old beggar, or the person he transferred to get the medicine, will recognize the goods and recognize the handiwork of the head here.

Just as Cola was gathering his thoughts, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Cola hid the iron nail in his cuff and tensed himself to face the door.

The person who came in was unexpected, it turned out to be the middle-aged man with a lewd face next to the old beggar.

The man snorted his lips, showed a mouthful of yellow teeth, squinted his eyes and stared at Coke up and down, and snorted, "It was Mr. who saved my life, and as for you, I didn't have the courage to let it go." The middle-aged man was obviously not going to say anything, but he also clearly hinted at Coke, and he would return the favor in addition to that.

"Where are the others? You help me deliver the message to him. "It's not that if someone is saved, you will stipulate that the other party will take your life in the future, and you won't be able to do it yourself. The person in front of him looked treacherous, and being able to find himself at such a time could be regarded as Yan Kai saving him in vain. It's just that now it seems that the old beggar is more difficult than he thought.

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and looked at Yan Kai carefully, "What is your relationship with him?" ”

Cola lowered his face coldly, pursed his lips and did not answer, and the other party couldn't help laughing, as ugly as a broken gong.

"The little girl's mouth is hard. Mr. is very good now, as for the transmission of the past, who are you and me, can I break the territory of Boss Kong? That is, Boss Kong thinks that he is well hidden, and a character like Mr. Yan is known in the hearts of people who have lived for a long time in the west of the city.

When Coke heard this, he let go a little, if Bai Fumei was not good, Yan Kai felt that it would not be better. That is to say, at least for now, Song Guo has not yet succeeded. Thinking of this, Cola stared at the middle-aged man, "Since you don't have the courage to let me go, why don't you let me escape by myself?" "Things are annoying enough, she is never at ease to be a good card in someone else's hand, so even if the person in front of her is unreliable, she doesn't want to sit here and wait for death.

The middle-aged man only knew that he was just a beautiful little girl before, and he had a little friendship with his husband, but now it seems that he is a hard bone. Thinking of the turbulent dark tide in the west of the city in the past few days, the middle-aged man was not particular, so he chose a flat place and sat down.

"Chengxi doesn't have two days to have a peaceful birthday, what benefit can I get from helping you?" The middle-aged man wasn't bargaining, he was just seeking truth from facts. For a person like him, it is actually quite easy to survive, and he will never be soft when he can take advantage, but he will not take risks for the sake of profit.

"It's up to you to come to me now." Cola loosened the iron nails hidden in the cuffs, and quietly glanced at the door that the middle-aged man had not closed after he entered, and then jumped up and threw down the middle-aged man, the rusty iron nails reaching the other man's temple.

Cola suddenly laughed, and reached out from the other party's arms to find a piece of steel wrapped in rags, before he was about to act, only to feel a huge pain in the back of his neck, and fainted on the middle-aged man as soon as it was dark in front of him.

The old beggar withdrew his hand, and coldly stopped the middle-aged man's move of taking the opportunity to rub oil on Coke, "Send people out of the city and hand them over to those northerners." 166 Reading Network