Looking at Zhao Xiaojiao beside him, Mao Shibai felt a warm current in his heart, and felt that his eyes were hot, and tears actually came down.

For a woman who cares about and supports herself, Mao Shibai doesn't know what she can give her, which is simply torturous.

For money, Zhao Xiaojiao has no shortage of money, what she can give her now is money, what else can she have.

His body and soul are all given to the red fruit, he is not willing to let others share himself, there are many beautiful things in the world, he can't have them all, this is just like people say, it is impossible to choose the most beautiful flower in the forest, you can only pick one that suits you.

The front is Zhao Xiaojiao's home, the pause of Mao Eighteen's brakes made Zhao Xiaojiao wake up, seeing the clothes on her body, Zhao Xiaojiao felt hot on her face, and she could feel the taste of Mao Eighteen, which made him a little reluctant to let go and unwilling to get out of the car.

Zhao Xiaojiao was so stubborn that she hugged Mao Shiba's clothes and buried her flushed face deep in her clothes.

Mao 18 coughed and said, when you get home, I won't send you up.

Zhao Xiaojiao knew that Mao Eighteen's subtext was that you should go.

Zhao Xiaojiao suddenly felt that there was a word she had never hated, that is, fate. After getting out of the car, Zhao Xiaojiao threw Mao Eighteen's clothes on the co-pilot's seat.

The footsteps in the middle of the night hit Mao Shiba's heart, as if Zhao Xiaojiao's every step was on his heart, and it hurt.

Mao 18 drove the car and went home directly.

The streets are quiet late at night. Occasionally, beggars sleeping on the side of the road can be seen.

Just as he was turning, a man rushed over, one hand covering his arm.

Mao 18 desperately stepped on the brakes, and the tires made a screeching sound when they came into contact with the ground.

When Mao Eighteen's domineering stopped, that person was knocked aside by domineering because he couldn't dodge.

Mao Eighteen angrily began to curse, and said in his heart, it's really fucking unlucky, open the door, get out of the car.

At this time, six or seven people ran from the opposite direction. All with guys in their hands.

The person who was hit by himself had already gotten up from the ground by this time, and it didn't seem to be a big deal, except that one arm was bleeding.

The person who caught up behind shouted in a low voice, quick, he was hit by a car and couldn't run.

It was too late for the man with the injured arm to run, and he was surrounded by the people who caught up.

Mao Eighteen was the most unfortunate to see that there were more people and fewer bullies, so he shouted, what are you doing, bullying people.

Mao Shiba's voice almost scared a few people down, and no one looked at him, almost the moment they heard his voice, a few people who were still menacing just now turned their heads and ran.

When Mao Shibai saw that those people wanted to run, he was even more puzzled. The heart said, how can it be so easy to run, chased after him from behind, and several people fell down in an instant.

When Mao Shibai turned around, he found that the person he had hit just now was also stumbling and running.

Mao Baxin said, what the fuck are you running, and flew out with his foot a bottle with half a bottle of mineral water on the side of the road, hitting the man's leg, and the man responded.

Mao 18 got these people together, lit a cigarette and asked, what's the matter, who will sue me.

But to their surprise, none of these people spoke.

Mao Shibai glanced at the person who was hit by himself, his arm was still bleeding, and his face was even whiter under the illumination of the street lamp.

Mao 18 walked over and looked at the man's arm, which was dislocated and had a knife wound.

After Mao Eighteen put the man's arm on, he simply bandaged his wound and asked, what's the matter.

The man was already trembling, and he couldn't say a word.

The few people next to him were all squatting on the ground, and no one looked up at Mao Eighteen.

One of the things that Mao Eighteen hates the most is not to speak.

Mao lit a cigarette and said, Now I will start counting, from ten to one, if no one speaks, I will not care, but I will go home and sleep.

The few people squatting on the side did not speak, still keeping their heads down.

Just when Mao Eighteen counted to three, the person who was hit by Mao Eighteen spoke.

Eighteen brothers, I said.

Mao Eighteen was stunned, and said in his heart, this person knows me.

Mao 18 nodded and said, what is your name, they have nothing to do with you.

That person said, my name is Huang Yusheng, and I am Zhao Tianxi's person.

As soon as Mao 18 heard that it was Zhao Tianxi's person, he turned around and was about to leave.

Who knew that Huang Yusheng grabbed Mao Shiba, knelt on the ground, and said, boss, help, Zhao Tianxi wants to kill me.

Mao Shibai was stunned for a moment and said, you are Zhao Tianxi's person, what did Zhao Tianxi do when he killed you.

Huang Yusheng burst into tears and said, big brother, do you know that the two hotels of Long Yi were on fire a few days ago.

Mao Shibai nodded and said, I know, the hotel fire will not be set by your kid.

Huang Yusheng nodded and said, I put it, but these things were explained by Zhao Tianxi.

There was also a person named Lan Xu who set the fire with me, and Zhao Tianxi was very satisfied after doing it, and gave us two sums of money to let the two of us go out and hide, because the Imperial Dynasty, Yunzhong Pavilion, the loss of these two hotels is not counted, and many people are seriously injured.

Although the police didn't find anything, it was a big case.

The two of us originally thought that Zhao Tianxi was very interesting, and gave us a lot of money, which was enough for the two of us to live for the rest of our lives, and we wanted to settle down and leave, but we didn't expect Zhao Tianxi to be a bastard......

Speaking of this, Huang Yusheng actually cried.

At this time, one of the few people squatting on the side stood up, pointed at Huang Yusheng and scolded, grass and mud horses, you are talking nonsense, your family will not let go.

Mao 18 glanced at the person who spoke just now, his eyes were sharp, and the person squatted down again, not daring to speak again.

Mao Shibai looked at Huang Yusheng and said, what are you crying about, if you have something to say, you can say it.

Huang Yusheng raised his head and touched a handful of tears, and said, they are going to kill the two of us, that Lan Xu is dead, and I am also seriously injured.

Mao Eighteen has basically understood, and said in his heart. Zhao Tianxi, you kid is too fucking excessive, where is there still humanity.

Since you have encountered it, you can't ignore it, but how to manage this matter has to be carefully considered.

The crime of arson is not an ordinary crime, Zhao Tianxi should also be clear, it seems that this matter has great value.

Mao 18 thought of this, called Huzi, Huzi was drowsy, and asked the eldest brother, what are you doing so late.

Mao 18 said, you bring someone over and drive a bigger car, I have something to do.

Huzi looked dazed, not knowing what Mao Eighteen was going to do.