Chapter 262: Items

It is said that the beggar at that time, who was usually a cowardly and courageless person, happened to pick up a pot of spirits at noon that day. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

As the so-called wine is gallant, after seeing the widow passing by.

In addition, when the night is lonely, the beggar pounces directly.

Besides, the widow, who had been married once since she was born, and was nearly thirty years old, was, in fact, still a virgin.

I didn't get those feelings out at all, and the widow was disgusted by the appearance of the beggar for no reason, and she resisted it all the time.

However, the strength of women is not as good as that of men, and the beggar also drank wine, so that the widow could not stop it at all.

Seeing that the widow's position was lost piece by piece, at that most critical moment, the widow's heart suddenly had courage.

Directly lifted his knee and crashed into the beggar's roots.

In an instant, the beggar fell to the ground, his hands tightly guarding the roots, judging from the strength just now, and the sound that came out, it is estimated that this life is a waste.

The widow spat a few mouthfuls at the beggar and was about to turn away.

A few lights came over, and when the person got closer, he realized that it seemed to be someone patrolling the street at night.

At that time, the people who patrolled the streets were different from today, and the people now were all patrolmen with regular licenses and recognized by the people.

And the people who patrolled the streets at that time, in fact, were some street gangsters.

Seeing what was happening in front of them, those little gangsters wanted to leave directly, the beggars in this city didn't know how many, they didn't care about it at all, and most importantly, there was no oil and water at all.

Shaking the flashlight twice, the thugs were about to leave, but they didn't want to, and the light just hit the widow.

Although the widow is not good-looking, after being attacked by a beggar, the widow's body is really called a disheveled garment.

In the big night, it was a remote alley, and the mood of those gangsters could be imagined, and they surrounded them in an instant.

"Cut, it's really tasteless, didn't you say I was ugly in my previous life? ”

Zhang Jirou said disdainfully, the contempt in his tone was very sufficient.

"You think it's now, the streets are full of shameless women without clothes?"

Xia Min sneered twice before continuing: "In that era, women's clothes were all tightly wrapped, and there were no messy electronic devices to watch those filthy videos, so those gangsters, when they saw the widow's body behind the tattered clothes, they exploded instantly, do you understand?" ”

"Forehead ......"

Zhang Jirou was silent for a while, and nodded slowly, which was considered to be understood.

In today's society, everyone has seen a lot, so the endurance is still good, if it is not a real peerless beauty, it will not make people sexually interesting at all.

But it was different at that time, not to mention the widow's age of less than thirty, if there were women older than thirteen years old and less than forty years old walking on the street, it would cause a crowd of onlookers.

And it's all under the premise that the clothes are tightly wrapped.

Not to mention the situation of the widow at that time, the clothes were ragged and she was still young, although she did not look good, but there was a saying that it was the same when the lights were turned off?

"Well, you go on, did I cripple a few thugs again in my previous life?"

Zhang Jirou said with a chuckle.

"Well, don't guess this, you haven't guessed it right. ”

Xia Min pinched Zhang Jirou's face and said left and right, making Zhang Jirou's face red, but there was no excuse to refute it.

In the face of a few thugs watching, the widow completely lost the ability to resist, so you know, when the widow was about to be a young woman from a young woman, I appeared.

Xia Min said this, smirking wildly.

"You?"

Zhang Jirou was surprised, and immediately turned around and met Xia Min's eyes: "You saved me in your last life?"

"Uh, this, that......"

Xia Min said a few nonsense words, ignored Zhang Jirou's question, and continued.

The widow was already in tears and was thinking of biting her tongue and committing suicide, when she suddenly heard a voice. ”

Xia Min stopped again when he said this.

"If you don't say it, if you don't say it, I'll ......"

Zhang Jirou stretched out her hands: "...... while you're sleeping"

Zhang Jirou's hands made a scissor shape.

The widow heard a voice.

"It's dry, be careful of the candle ......"

"Forehead ......"

Zhang Jirou's face instantly stiffened: "You were a fighter at the time, I thought it was a prince riding a white horse." ”

"Poof......

Xia Min immediately flicked Zhang Jirou's head: "Don't get me involved with those disgusting princes and lose my identity." ”

"Oh......"

Zhang Jirou covered her head, said aggrievedly, and then flashed a smile.

Hearing the sound of the watchman, the movements of the thugs suddenly stopped.

They are not afraid of beating people, but they are afraid of their own heads.

Although this is an era of human life, these gangsters have never killed anyone, and they are full of only thoughts.

If the watchman reports to the patrol man, then they are finished, and thinking of this, the thugs immediately ran away.

At this time, the widow was in a hurry to go to the doctor, so she directly covered her body, ran out of the alley, found the watchman, and begged for his help.

"Did you help me then......

Zhang Jirou looked at Xia Min with warm eyes.

"Ahem......"

Xia Min coughed a few times: "At that time, that, you know, the person who would be a watchman, had no future, that is to say, a bachelor who couldn't find a wife......"

Xia Min said, not daring to face Zhang Jirou's gaze.

"You can't be the one you want to take me too......"

Zhang Jirou said, and made a circle of his left hand, and the index finger of his right hand went towards the circle.

"That...... Hehe...... You know ......."

Xia Min directly hugged Zhang Jirou tightly, lest she make any more small moves.

At that time, the first impression of the watchman when he saw the widow was to bring the widow back, as for what to bring home?

The appearance of the watchman still looks very deceptive, and he has successfully won the trust of the widow.

The watchman even coaxed and deceived her, and took the widow back to her own house.

As soon as he entered the door, the watchman reflexively closed the door and brought the lock.

By this time, the widow had already sensed that something was wrong.

The widow began to cry out and dodge around the house.

However, the home of the watchman is relatively remote, and basically no one will pass by.

Just as the watchman was about to succeed, the widow touched a stick-like object and struck it directly on the watchman's head.

"Then, in my previous life, I was killed by your previous life. ”

Xia Min said helplessly to Zhang Jirou. (To be continued.) )