He couldn't fall, there was no one behind him at the moment. Top Novel,

Zhao Kuang staggered and staggered, the wound on his body seemed to be infinitely magnified at the moment, gnawing at Zhao Kuangran's body like an ant, this pain in the heart, even made Zhao Kuang chaotic have no time to feel the pain, and there was no thought in his mind, standing like this was just a conditioned reflex.

"Still refusing to fall?" Li Siguang's appearance at the moment is not much better, his left shoulder is obviously dislocated, and his left arm is hanging like this, and his appearance is not ordinary horror.

"Grass, no wonder Liu Zhongkui asked us to come and catch this little ghost together, if we have one, maybe we will be consumed to death by him." Zhang Xiaogong spit out a tooth and wiped the blood on half of his face, looking at Zhao Kuang's chaotic gaze at this moment, there was no longer the teasing just now.

"It's not a little ghost, it's a big ghost, and it was provoked by a thug like us who lost half his life for ten or eight years?" Li Siguang said with a look of pity, although Zhao Kuangchao's ability to resist attacks was completely beyond their imagination, but now Zhao Kuangchao is no longer able to carry it.

"It's a pity, planted in the hands of our brothers, that is, his creation." Zhang Xiaogong said, shook his long flowing hair, and walked up step by step, before he could walk in front of Zhao Kuangran, Zhao Kuangran fell to the ground like this, and now it was completely silent, and even the sound of gasping for breath was gone.

"Damn, that's a hard nail." Zhang Xiaogong exhaled heavily and said, if Zhao Kuang continues to consume chaos, although there is no chance to escape from the two of them, he and Li Siguang have to pay something.

Li Siguang nodded, rubbed his left shoulder, the pain made him take a breath of cold air, and secretly sighed Zhao Kuangchao's completely lifeless style of fighting, such a fight, Li Siguang has not had it for many years, and there are very few crazy young people like this in his memory.

Zhang Xiaogong picked up Zhao Kuangran, who was already unconscious, and threw it into the trunk of the Dongfeng they were driving, took off his shirt, shirtless, with obvious muscles, but more scars, and at the moment there were bruises on his body piece by piece.

"Grass, is this guy a dog, he won't let go wherever he catches it." Zhang Xiaogong grinned in pain, and kept touching his left rib, feeling like it was broken.

Li Siguang waved his hand, and got into the car with a little staggering, obviously he couldn't drive, so he had to let Zhang Xiaogong, who was in pain, drive away.

Burning love was full of laughter, Gong San'er felt this long-lost peace, but his heart was not calm at all, since Zhao Kuang walked around, Gong San'er has not been from here, and even Xia Chunjuan feels that Gong San'er has completely changed.

"Can we meet again, I have been begging in front of the Buddha for thousands of years" Gong San'er's old-fashioned mobile phone rang, Gong San'er took out his mobile phone, looked at the caller number, his face instantly became a little solemn, and he walked quickly to the hot bathroom. Gong San'er's actions also attracted the attention of Brother Fo and Gao Wanfu.

When he got to the bathroom, Gong San'er answered the phone, and Guo Qinghe's crying voice came from the other side.

In just a minute or so, Gong San'er came out of the bathroom with a black line on his face, and Brother Buddha and Gao Wanfu were guarding the door, looking at Gong San'er's appearance with a black line, of course they knew something.

"Something's wrong?" Brother Fo asked.

Gong San'er nodded, and said to Gao Wanfu, who was listening to the order: "No matter what means are used, to get the contact information of Guo Qinggui in Nanjing, it must be fast." ”

Gao Wanfu didn't ask why, he left with a moving and fat figure, although it seemed to be slow, but the efficiency was not ordinary.

"If nothing else, Zhao Kuang will be captured back to Beijing." Gong San'er sighed and said, ignoring the sign behind him that prohibits smoking, lit a tower mountain, took a deep breath, and used the phrase "wave after wave" to describe the current situation, which is too correct.

"San'er, who did the mess offend in Beijing?" Brother Fo said, and the two of them stood in the corner like this, which could inexplicably remind people of something that made people laugh.

"It's a long story" Gong San'er told the story of the matter as it was, including Zhao Kuang's chaotic and Liu Sheng's holiday, this time Gong San'er didn't add oil and vinegar to say anything, maybe Gong San'er also knew the importance of this matter.

Brother Buddha is the most competent listener, and after listening, he stood without saying a word, because he was wearing a mask and the brim of his hat was pressed very low, all Gong San'er couldn't see Brother Buddha's expression, but Gong San'er knew that Brother Buddha's expression would not be much better.

"What a wreck." After a long time, Brother Fo spit out such a sentence, and he didn't know whether he was talking about that Liu Sheng or Zhao Kuangchao.

Dongfeng quickly left Nanjing, and at this moment, the celebration banquet belonging to Guo Qinggui was completely over, leaving Guo Qinggui looking at a messy table, with a handsome waiter, wanting to sigh something, but he was afraid that he felt that he was too hypocritical, even if no one would hear his sigh.

Guo Qinggui wanted to know what this sudden feeling of emptiness was, when he got what he had been trying to get for more than ten years, he found that this thing had completely changed its taste, what was this feeling?

Guo Qinggui felt that he was being beaten hard by this era, like a toy that could be played with wantonly, this era wanted to make him cry, he had to cry, he wanted to make him laugh, he had to laugh, if he wanted to have nothing, he had to have nothing, as if he was not living for himself, but for this era, what kind of irresistible force was this.

"Sir." The beautiful voice of the waiter woke up Guo Qinggui, who was still in the fugue, and by the time Guo Qinggui came back to his senses, the messy table had disappeared.

Guo Qinggui smiled, waved his hand at the waiter, who was not clean or dirty, and left the wine table by himself, and walked to the windy balcony step by step, the starry appearance in the sky made Guo Qinggui stunned for a while, and had the urge to jump to the traffic in front of him, but fortunately he didn't, otherwise he would have laughed out of his big teeth and become a character who had more joy than Guo Zhanping.

At this moment, the mobile phone rang, and the ringtone seemed to interrupt all the fantasies and all kinds of unrealistic things of Guo Qinggui.

Guo Qinggui answered the phone, and a particularly obscene voice came from the other end of the phone: "I said, are you Guo Qinggui." ”

"I am." Guo Qinggui touched his nose, and inexplicably felt a little like laughing.

"I owe you a favor to my brother, do me a favor, I'm Gong San'er, you may not know me, but you must know Zhao Kuangran." Gong San'er shouted, and his tone was not ordinary and urgent.

"You go on." Guo Qinggui put away his lazy smile and said.

Gong San'er said it back and forth, and his mouth was not an ordinary neat one.

"I'll go for a trip, but I don't want your favor, one yard is one yard, I'm just for a child." Guo Qinggui's expression was a little self-deprecating, he could do anything for the sake of profit, but it didn't mean that he didn't have any feelings, after all, Guo Qinghe was his own sister.

Gong San'er agreed, did not continue to delay Guo Qinggui's time, and hung up the phone directly.

Guo Qinggui put down the mobile phone that was already silent and took a deep breath, but the smell of this high-rise doesn't seem to be so good, but when you smell it, you will always get used to it, right? Thinking like this, Guo Qinggui dialed Ye Feiyan's number again.

"Are you dead?" Guo Qinggui said.

"Not yet."

"If you don't die, accompany me to Jiezi Mountain." After Guo Qinggui finished speaking simply and neatly, he hung up the phone directly, and did not move his eyes to the coquettish waiter for a moment, and left like this, which was particularly shocking.

It is estimated that there is only Guo Qinggui in Nanjing, but now Guo Qinggui's car can be used by Guo Qinggui, although the card is there, but in the eyes of Guo Qinggui, this little people can only watch from a distance, and it is really a decoration, and it is fiercely killed on the dirt road.

It wasn't until halfway through the road that the headlights shone on a thin figure, a child who was crying red but kept running, and the child stopped crying when he looked at the dazzling headlights, and his eyes looked at him in fear.

A man who was very similar to Guo Qingyi got out of the car, if he didn't look at his eyes, he couldn't tell at all, the man stood like this, looked at the child under the headlights, a trace of something crossed his face, walked up step by step, squatted down and touched Guo Qinghe's crying face and said, "Follow me." ”

Qinghe cried out in an instant, crying like a child who had endured it for a long, long time, as if he was still saying something, but Guo Qinggui only heard the three words Brother Chaozi clearly.

Guo Qinggui didn't care about picking up the crying child, there seemed to be a trace of distress on his face, he threw Qinghe directly to the back seat, closed the door and got on the co-pilot, and rushed to Ye Feiyan, who was driving, and said: "Keep going, I hope that guy is still alive." ”

Ye Feiyan nodded, directly put on the gear and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, not caring at all how many zeros the price of his current car was.

But can we really find any answers if we continue to drive like this? Not to mention Ye Feiyan, even Guo Qinggui didn't believe it.

Dongfeng is rushing to Beijing at a desperate speed, like a wedge and a lead, which can subvert a pattern at any time.

"Something's wrong." A phone call came to Zhao's house, and the voice on the other side of the phone was extremely hoarse, as if something was stuffed in his throat, which made people feel a little hairy.

The person who took the phone was a middle-aged man who looked a little mediocre, but his life was like a shocking temperament, the middle-aged man smiled, there was a special charm, and he said to the other side of the phone: "What's wrong?" Can it provoke you into this? ”

"About him." Said on the other side of the phone.