The other two little handies each held a beautiful woman in their hands, and they could feel their most perfect state most directly, and they couldn't help but have a bright light in their eyes, and a cruel smile climbed on their faces, and they were very ecstatic, and couldn't help but move their hands and feet on the two of them.

They glanced at each other, full of you know, these two beauties became playthings in their hands, at their mercy, without the slightest ability to resist, let alone a lethal struggle.

The beautiful and unfinished posture of the two of them all fell into Xia Bo's eyes, which made the anger attack to a point of no return, and quickly took out the cold mobile phone in his pocket, his eyes narrowed slightly, highlighting the two colors of hatred, and the brilliance was particularly brilliant, as if they were the two brightest stars that dotted the dark night with no fingers.

I already had a plan in my heart, my eyes were stunned, and then I was sideways, their leader Watanabe Little Guy is no longer here, Xia Bo boldly guessed: "They two bastards who hurt the heavens and reason, and lost the elite division of Watanabe Little Guy, it shouldn't be so powerful." ”

With the idea of ending up together, Xia Bo boldly turned on the phone and hurriedly put it back in his pocket, so as to avoid the light of the phone screen being out of place with the environment shrouded in darkness, and losing an opportunity to reverse the disadvantage.

The little handyman's attention was on the two beauties, not noticing the movement on Charbo's side, they enjoyed every inch of smoothness and tenderness as always, and even greedily inhaled the fragrance that should not belong to them, polluted every inch of the air around them, spoiled every inch of the white 'silk', and spoiled the peaceful atmosphere and elegant environment of this side of the park.

Xia Bo was a little lucky, but fortunately he liked to be quiet as always, and he didn't like to set the ringtone for turning on and off, so he avoided this dangerous disaster unharmed, and cheered for the good habits he had, but he didn't show it.

Still quiet as usual, Xia Bo used his thin clothes to cover a strong light, which eclipsed the dazzling brilliance, and gradually blended into the dark night, no longer standing out from the crowd and appearing abrupt, sharply reducing the chance of revealing his position and figure.

Carefully flipped to the information location of the mobile phone, edited the phone number of the police, explained the scene in front of him in concise and clear words, carefully checked it, and after confirming that it was correct, he pressed the send button.

This piece of information was only a few crosses, and Xia Bo felt that he was still not at ease, so he copied and pasted it, and sent this message to other police stations, and even sent it to the police station's main headquarters.

After doing this series of things well, his heart is finally much more steady.

Looking at the time, it is already more than ten o'clock, and it will be eleven o'clock in ten minutes. At this point, Xia Bo was worried that his parents would worry about him, so he was ready to use this short time to send a message to his parents to report that he was safe, but his parents were worried.

As soon as he typed out a word, Xia Bo found that he seemed to have forgotten an extremely important thing, that is, the original text message sent to the police station had not been deleted.

After thinking about it, if he fell into the hands of the little man in the Uzbekistan, his mobile phone would definitely be checked by the little man who was carefully engaged in it, and in this way, his plan would be 200% exposed, and the opportunity to secretly display the warehouse before would be gone.

According to Watanabe's cautious character, he will definitely shift his position, and by then, the message sent by Xia Bo has expired, and it is very likely that it will be invalidated, and his efforts will be in vain.

Thinking of this, Xia Bo withdrew from the position of his parents' phone message editor, and hurriedly deleted the original manuscript of more than a dozen messages with a stormy speed, and after confirming that it was perfect, he leisurely gave his parents a text message to report safety.

Who knows, only halfway through writing, Xia Bo heard the movement caused by a needle coming at a rapid pace, looked up, and sure enough, Watanabe's little handy bastard thing was back.

Frightened, Xia Bo put away his mobile phone at a lightning speed, turned off his mobile phone at a lightning speed, and paid attention to hiding his figure, and then quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Breathing the air shallowly, the atmosphere became more and more depressing, a heavy feeling made Xia Bo like a man, and he didn't even dare to complete the superfluous movements, his body was the first to suffer a test, and his legs were already numb, as if he was losing the consciousness that belonged to the normal state.

Moreover, there were mosquitoes scattered all around him and beside his ears, buzzing endlessly, biting on his skin, and not daring to act rashly, full of the smell of torment, and the smell of torment, and the demeanor of grinding swayed endlessly.

There were none of these mosquitoes at first, but now there are so many that you don't need to look at them, you can guess with your eyes closed, and their number must be in the thousands, a dense swarm, more spectacular than a kind honeycomb.

I don't know what special abilities they have, or their weird abilities, they can actually summon these mosquitoes to do things for them, so that Xia Bo can't help but scold the motherland's little handies for being despicable and shameless.

Especially Watanabe's little handyman, his eight generations of ancestors were scolded back and forth by Xia Bo in his heart, even so, Xia Bo still felt angry and hateful. So, he began hundreds of back and forth, until he was physically and mentally exhausted, and he refused to give up for a while.

Contributing to Watanabe's little handies for free, Xia Bo feels that he is still quite kind, at least he will be self-taught to do public welfare and contribute to society, I have to say, this is a good thing for the benefit of the country and the people.

Adhering to the principle of hanging pots to help the world and save people, Xia Bo is ready to save several of their black sheep directly to the end, and send them to the west to worship the Buddha and ask for scriptures.

No thanks, please call me - Huaxia people!

As Watanabe's figure got closer and closer, Xia Bo could already clearly see the most accurate situation, and Watanabe's little man had one more person in his hand, which made his eyes widen, and there was an incredible wave of ups and downs in his heart.

It's unbelievable, Xia Bo clearly remembered that Lei Zhen had fled in a hurry for about half an hour, but he didn't expect that he would still be caught by Watanabe, a little man who was angry and didn't pay for his life.

This Lei Zhen is really unlucky, he met this kind of ruthless and fierce man, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for him at first, how bad luck must he be, to be able to suffer this kind of end, Lei Zhen's bad luck is really domineering, no one can beat it.

The world is big, there are many wonders, there are many talents, and there is no shortage of bad luck in China, but they have to bow to the wind for now, at least at this moment.