Mao 18 scolded while driving, lying in Nima, where did this come from.

Brother Hua next to him, blood kept pouring out of his head, his face was pale, and it seemed that he was very injured.

The Wrangler in the back followed up again, the four-wheel drive car was Niu B, Mao Eighteen looked at the Wrangler behind him and thought hatefully, when Lao Tzu is rich, just fucking drive the Humvee, see who is not pleasing to the eye, just fucking hit it, let you pretend to be B.

Mao 18 began to go crazy, and the car behind him gradually moved away.

Gao He woke up in the back seat and spat the blood foam in his mouth into Mao Eighteen's car.

Mao 18 said, big brother, can you be a little more particular.

Gao He said, brother, I have chest pain, take me to the hospital.

The Wrangler couldn't catch up with Mao Eighteen and called Bai Wanli.

Bai Wanli asked Brother Hua how he was.

The subordinates said that they didn't know, but they had a sudden attack on their heads, and they were bleeding, and they didn't know if they were still alive.

Bai Wanli said, so be it. Withdraw first, and then speak later. Remember, don't leave any traces.

Mao 18 drove out not far away, saw the three police cars coming, and hurriedly turned on the lights.

Someone knew Mao Eighteen's car number, so he quickly stopped on the side of the road.

Mao 18 shouted, go quickly, there are still people behind.

After saying that, he drove away directly.

The three police cars also roared away.

Mao 18 sent Gao He and Brother Hua to the hospital for rescue, and he felt tired, so he leaned back in his chair and secretly smoked a cigarette.

A police officer came, Mao 18 explained, dragged his tired body into the car, and looked at the scarred Passat. I feel so aggrieved.

looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and it was estimated that Hong Mei'er should also get off work. I just happened to drop by, so I went over to pick her up.

The hotel had been cleaned up, Du Yunduo had to take Lan Lan out to eat ice cream, and Xiaohong was also clamoring to go, so several people went out with their children, and there were two people left in the house, Xiaobing and Hongmeier.

When Lan Lan was leaving, she looked at Xiao Bing and said in her heart, the eighteenth brother is back, and it is estimated that he will not come nonsense again.

Xiao Bing watched several people walk away, and hugged Hong Mei'er from behind. Say, Red Girl, give it to me again, will it be okay one last time.

Hong Mei'er struggled and said, you let go, I've been wrong once, and I can't be wrong again.

The little soldier didn't let go, and put the red girl on the bed of the little soldier.

Hong Mei'er said, no, really no, let's not do this in the future.

Xiaobin lowered his head and only cared about tearing Hong Mei'er's clothes.

Hong Mei'er didn't pay attention, her skirt had been pulled down by Xiao Bing, and her white and tender body with the smell of sweat had been exposed in front of Xiao Bing.

The red girl trembled, and the little soldier had already pressed heavily on him.

The red girl beat the back of the soldier hard, but gradually her strength became smaller, and she tightly hugged the soldier's still strong shoulders with both hands.

Hongmei'er closed her eyes, pain and happiness were entangled in her heart, like when winter and spring blended, although it was cold, there was an unbearable happiness.

Lan Lan always looked absent-minded on the road, Du Yunduo asked her what was wrong, Lan Lan said, I am a little uncomfortable.

Du Yunduo said, no, I'll send you back to rest.

Lan Lan said, no need, I'd better go back by myself.

Lan Lan walked back alone, her eyes kept jumping, always feeling that something was going to happen today.

Lan Lan wanted to see Xiao Bing and Hong Mei'er cheating, because in his heart, he had wronged Xiao Bing, after all, they were not married.

But she didn't want to see it, because, in his heart, Xiaobing was already his dependence, a lifelong dependence, how could his own things be touched by others. So the footsteps along the way were hurried, tired and out of breath.

While Hong Mei'er and Xiaobing were still entangled, Lan Lan pushed open the door of the room.

When the two smooth, white-flowered bodies appeared in front of Lan Lan's eyes, she felt a wave of vertigo.

The little soldier was nervous for a while, and the number of Bodhi had already gone with the wind. Another military exercise has come to the dust.

The red girl was dressed indiscriminately, and there was even a moaning afterglow in her mouth.

Lan Lan pounced, and the kitchen knife she picked up in her hand didn't know when, and slashed it at the little soldier.

The little soldier hurriedly dodged and kicked Lan Lan out of the room.

A car hiding in the distance suddenly started and rushed out with a strange scream.

Xiaobin put on his pants and rushed out, seeing the snow-white headlights illuminating his eyes as bright as day.

The kitchen knife in Lan Lan's hand had already been thrown on the ground, and the emerald blue shirt on her body was lifted, revealing her snow-white lower abdomen.

The soldier felt like he had been poked by something. The heart said, Lan Lan is not as good as the red girl, why do I have to betray Lan Lan.

The motor roared, and Lan Lan was already stupefied, not knowing what was going to happen next.

Xiao Bing rushed forward regardless of it, helped Lan Lan up, and pushed him out with one hand.

The creep flew up like a big butterfly. It's a pity that it's not dancing, but the fall of life.

Blood was everywhere, and Lan Lan stood in the corner, looking at this sudden occurrence, not knowing what to do.

Hong Mei'er looked at the man who was still in her body just now and now turned into an unbearable corpse, and the anger in her heart had made him lose his mind. The long dagger was already in hand.

Instead of hitting and killing someone, the car stopped, and a man with a face mask came back to look.

The red girl rushed up, and the dagger flashed in the dark night.

After a grumbling cry, the red girl lay in a pool of blood, and just now there was an extra dagger on the thing that kept changing shapes in the little soldier's hand.

The blood had dyed her dress red, and under the pale streetlights, it was terrifying.

The man turned around and just went to catch Lan Lan, but he saw a light coming at the end of the alley. So I ran away in a hurry.

Mao 18 drove over, and when the car stopped at the door of the hotel, Mao 18 was startled by the heavy blood.

Taking advantage of the fact that the lights outside were not bright, Mao Eighteen saw the red girl for the first time.

Wife, wife, Mao Eighteen hugged the red girl and shouted desperately.

Hong Mei'er opened her eyes and saw lying in Mao Shiba's arms, smiling, smiling brightly like a peony in Luoyang in April.

His right hand was pale, with blood on it, and gently touched Mao Eighteen's cheek.

Suddenly, Hongmei'er coughed violently, and blood choked out of her mouth and fell again, as if rose petals were scattered in the wind.

Mao Eighteen left a bloody handprint of Hong Mei'er on her face, looking at it from a distance, it looked like a tattoo, which was terrifying.

Hong Mei'er stopped coughing and said, husband, can you kiss me. I can't.