A man stood in the doorway with a pistol with a foolish smile on his face.

Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, I threw the man directly from the fourth floor.

"Dou, Brother Douzhe, are you okay?"

The man slowly squatted up: ", give me upstairs." ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Ke'er walked out of the room at this time: "Big, uncle, what's going on?" ”

I hurriedly took Zhang Keer's hand and ran to the side, but at this time, a group of thugs had already run up.

"Hey, you are the one who threw our big brother Douzhe down, brothers, kill this kid, and then take that little girl away."

I looked at the road, it was narrow, and it wasn't very crowded

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