"Editor-in-chief, do you hear the woman crying?" Xiao Shan said curiously. Xiao Shan whispered: "Editor-in-chief, this person is unreasonable. When Chen Shali heard her husband's voice, she suddenly cried: "Husband, I'm so scared, I'm so scared, hurry up and save me, I don't want to die." I don't want to die. By this time, tears had blurred her vision.

The little girl in the red dress had already stuffed the blood-stamped white barcode in her hand into the palm of her hand, and the little girl's hand slowly let go.

The little girl in the red dress raised her head again and smiled at Chen Shali, but the smile was extremely chilling.

Cheng Nuofu raised his head and glanced at the crowd, but saw a woman sitting on the ground, crying in a hoarse voice!

Her back looks a little like Sally! As if she had been terribly frightened, she burst her throat and wept...... He squeezed in a little more, and this time, he clearly saw that the woman sitting on the ground crying was indeed Sally...... He yelled at the crowd, "Sally...... Are you okay! "Hurry into the crowd!

It's in the nature of a publisher to be more curious than anyone else. Xiao Shan squeezed into the crowd, and at a glance, she saw that the person sitting on the ground crying turned out to be Chen Shali: "Editor-in-chief, it's Shali." She turned her head and shouted at Cheng Nuopho, there was still the shadow of Cheng Nuopho, and there was too much crowd to separate the two.

Xiao Shan walked in the direction of Chen Shali. Cheng Nuofu looked at the source of the sound, but saw that not far away, in front of the locker of Wanjia, there were many people around.

Curious, he and Xiaoshan walked up slowly. I took out the barcode and put it on the black entrance in front of me with trepidation, giving the red ultraviolet rays.

"Bang". A locker not far from her opened the door automatically.

"Okay! Don't be afraid, I'm here! Cheng Nuofu gently patted her shoulder. Just as the two were hugging each other tightly, they suddenly heard a man's roar: "What are you doing?" Mei Jiajie turned his head to glance at Cheng Nuofu, and seeing that he was still following closely behind them, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

"Damn, that stinky boy, he's still chasing after him. Are you worthy of me? I raised you fat and white, you go out to attract bees and butterflies when you have nothing to do, are you worthy of me? ”

Chapter 61 of "The Dead Class of the Third Year of High School": Be careful that the next one is you are hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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