He stepped on the fallen leaves, step by step, towards his woman, the black trench coat raging in the wind.

Looking at her appearance, his heart ached violently.

She looked at him who was slowly coming towards her, with a kingly atmosphere, and her heart was warm, and tears unconsciously burst out of her eyes again.

At this moment, she only felt that the cool and handsome people who were walking towards her.

He walked up to her and, without hesitation, took off his trench coat and draped it over her scarred body, his movements coherent and flawless.

Ou Xiangbei, who followed behind him, naturally stepped forward to support Qiao Weiwei.

"I'm sorry, I'm late......" In front of everyone's eyes, the right hand wrapped in snow-white gauze held her face stained with mud and blood, and what flowed in the smoke was pity and tenderness.

The smell of alcohol and tobacco sprayed on her cheeks......

"Master Bo, go north, go and save Sister Chu Yu, she is still in the room on the top of the mountain, she was knocked unconscious by them, and she was seriously injured, I don't know how Lu Dao is now!" She grabbed his warm wrist and let him hold her face, looking nervously at him and Ou Xiangbei, and said.

"What?" Ou Xiangbei's face changed drastically, and he ran up the mountain like crazy.

"Master Bo! What to do with them! Several bodyguards kicked Chen Mingxin and the others at Liang Bo's feet and asked respectfully.

"Thin ...... Bo Ye ...... Spare your life! Chen Mingxin covered his lower body, his whole body trembled, and he flashed a breathtaking light at the several guns above his head.

"Bo Ye...... Spare ...... Yes...... We...... We just take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, we ...... We were just instructed by Chen Mingxin...... "The man in uniform and the driver were so frightened that they peed directly.

Liang Boheng hugged Qiao Weiwei, staring coldly at the three people under his feet, his eyes were cold like ghosts.

Such a man is like a piece of 10,000-year-old ice, and anyone who sees it will feel a chill in his heart.

"The person who moved my coldness has only one end, and that is death!" He turned his head again, changed his expression, raised the corner of his lips, looked at Qiao Weiwei, who was glaring at Chen Mingxin, and asked lightly, "How do you want them to die?" ”

"Buried alive!" Qiao Weiwei hooked her thin neck, pinned her head, buried her head in his warm chest, and said coldly.

She Qiao Weiwei is not a virgin, and if she wants to forgive those who have insulted her, she can't do it!

"Buried alive!" His ice eyes narrowed, his voice was as cold as death, he turned his face sideways, and explained to the people around him.

"Bo Ye...... Master Bo, Miss Qiao...... I don't dare anymore......"

"Master Bo doesn't want it......"

He hugged Qiao Weiwei and walked in the direction of the plane, ignoring the begs for mercy of Chen Mingxin and others behind him.

His women, they dare to move, they deserve to die! -

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Ou Xiangbei kicked open the broken iron door that was concealed, walked into the dilapidated hut, and what caught his eye was Zhou Chuyu, who had been smoked with open skin and flesh, and was as weak as if he had no muscles and bones.

Ou Xiangbei stepped forward quickly, carefully untied the rope on Zhou Chuyu's body, and as soon as the rope was loosened, Zhou Chuyu, who was unrestrained, fell directly into Ou Xiangbei's arms.

"! I knew that I should have killed those eight calves with my own hands and then come up! Ou Xiangbei looked at the scarred, unconscious, and faint wheezing woman in his arms, his fists clenched, and his black and white peach blossom eyes were filled with a layer of fire......

Ou Xiangbei bent down and picked up Zhou Chuyu horizontally, turned around and walked out of the small dilapidated house-

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Ou to the north home.

In the colorful bathroom, the atmosphere is somewhat serious and quiet.

In the golden waterless round bathtub, Ou Xiangbei carefully untied Zhou Chuyu's clothes, the warm breath sprayed on the top of her hair, and the hand that unbuttoned her was trembling.

Ou Xiangbei, who has always been a lover and girlfriend like the sand of the Ganges, has been wide and undressed for countless women, but he has never been so nervous as he is now.

In the past, he tore and dismantled directly with his hands.

Now, the movements but the gentle face himself despises himself.

The black blazer, which had been whipped to pieces, was carefully removed by him.

He began to undo her bloody shirt again, and as the three buttons on the front of her chest were unbuttoned, she was whiteXiong wrapped the plump and full of Yu, Ou to the north, just enough to see the scenery inside her shirt.

Ou Xiangbei swallowed his saliva, closed his eyes, and trembled and faded Zhou Chuyu's shirt, the cold feeling of his body touching the bathtub, and the tearing pain caused by the wound on his hand, made Zhou Chuyu regain consciousness.

She slowly opened her eyes, moved her pale lips, and said, "What are you doing...... Northward? ”