After fighting for a long time, Nanga Si Ming did not take advantage, and half of his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Shan Moyan's face is still noble, except for the scum of his beard, there is no color. I got two or three punches on my body, but it was no big deal.

"Stop, stop, stop, you're beating people and tell me why?" Nanga Spat on a bloody spit.

Damn, this guy is too ruthless to rub on the ground.

After the last parting, I investigated this person's background.

I can't investigate it at all, damn weird! Uncle Da's!

"Hand over Su Lazy." Shan Moyan stood proudly, his eyes were ruthless, and he stared at him strongly.

"Hold your uncle's grass! Su Lazy is not here with me. The people I sent are all melons, okay? You didn't protect your own woman, and you came to beat me up like a rival in love, you must be jealous that I look better than you. "Nanjia Si, the bandit leader who has always been literary and artistic, was beaten by Shan Moyan, where is there still that bit of literary and artistic tune, and he is beaten back to his original form.

"Quack." Shan Moyan looked at Nanjia Si Ming in front of him, and it didn't look like he was lying.

Bai Qingfeng answered the phone, hung up and turned to Shan Moyan and said, "Boss, someone has been found." ”

Shan Moyan's eyes showed joy, like fireworks exploding in the dark night, and he said to Nanjia, "I'm sorry, I hit the wrong person." ”

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, you're calling the wrong person?" Nanga Si ordered him to sit on the ground, which was like a kindergarten child.

He is a ruthless character who has been in the Golden Triangle all the year round, how can he be so embarrassed.

Shan Moyan paused, folded back, took out his mobile phone, and took a photo of Nanjia Siming's pig's head "click".

"What?" Nanga Si Ming said angrily.

"Show it to the lazy. So that she doesn't have to be afraid of you. The man raised his eyebrows and walked away with cheerful steps.

Nanga Si was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his mother sold batches!

Don't fall into Lao Tzu's hands one day, you must press on the ground and rub wildly!!

Shan Moyan sat in the car and asked, "Are you sure?" ”

"Well, Su Lao and Nalan Rongzhi are in the military hospital three hundred meters in front of the accident site. It was the junction of the imperial capital and Yancheng, and Nalan Rongzhi sent troops to surround the hospital. Our spies infiltrated and found that Su Lao and Nalan Rongzhi were both slightly injured, and Nalan Rongzhi's close bodyguard was pushed into the intensive care unit on the first day of surgery, and today he is doing a second operation. Bai Qingfeng handed the phone to Shan Moyan.

There was a spy on the phone who secretly filmed Su Lazy standing outside the door of the operating room.

"Lazy, still alive." Shan Moyan's fingers stained with the blood drops of Nanjia Si's life rubbed against the people on the video, as if he hadn't seen it for a century.

"Bai Qingfeng, let the eldest brother send a few useful people to negotiate with us. Try to communicate from the military level, if you can, don't move, I want to go in. You drive back to Star River first, and I'll wash up and then go see the lazy. ”

After more than 30 minutes of driving, Shan Moyan repeatedly clicked on the candid video for more than a minute and watched it repeatedly.

His little sloth is still alive!

That's great.

He wants to appear in front of her in the best condition.

A twenty-nine-year-old man is as restless as a hairy young man at the age of fifteen or sixteen who wants to see someone he likes. After a quick wash, he shaved his beard, and changed into a sullen dark red tailored suit, with a white shirt and tie that Su Lazy bought for him.

In the mirror, he was in good spirits, his figure was flying, and his heart couldn't wait to fly to Su Lai's side.

After this parting, life and death were divided, and it was absolutely impossible for him to let go of her hand.