"Second!"

"What did I do just now?"

.....

"Damn Qingveng Logistics!"

"I'll fuck your eight generations of ancestors!"

....

In the villa, Meng Chuan's angry and shrill wailing came.

Then, Meng Chuan ran to the bathroom and vomited wildly.

Meng Chuan never dreamed that he almost became a big man just now.

The key is that this man is so ugly.

Meng Chuan felt that this shadow would never be eliminated in this life.

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———

On the other side, the second wave of people came to the small courtyard next to the city again.

"Be careful!"

"Don't make a sound."

"This time, we must get rid of that little beast without knowing it!"

"The young master is already anxious. Let's be more angry and we must not let the young master down anymore!"

The leader climbed over the high wall and whispered to his subordinates behind him.

However, he had just jumped off the wall and turned his head to find that his subordinates were riding on the wall and didn't dare to move.

"What are you guys doing?"

"Why don't you come down and come with me?"

"Remember, just keep a little sound when you jump."

"It must be, God will not know it!"

The leader glared and roared in a low voice.

"Boss, you... look... look behind..."

The subordinates did not come down, but were frightened and pointed their fingers ahead.

The man in charge turned his head and looked.

But it doesn't matter if it doesn't look at it. When it looks at it, the man trembled immediately, his legs collapsed, and he squatted directly on the ground.

"You...you..."

There is still snow in the night sky.

Outside, the dim street lights slowly drove away the darkness.

Ye Fan just sat under the eaves of the courtyard.

The little guy in his arms was sleeping sweetly.

Ye Fan looked at the people in front of him with a smile.

However, at this time, Ye Fan's warm smile fell into the eyes of these people, which was extremely terrifying.

A few minutes later.

The courtyard returned to peace.

But there were already a few more bodies in the yard.

The falling snow dyed their clothes white.

"Da, is it dawn?"

The little guy in his arms seemed to be awake.

While rubbing his eyes, he muttered softly, as if he was talking in his sleep.

Ye Fan looked at the child in his arms gently and whispered faintly, as if he had traveled through the ages.

"Dad is here, and the sky will always be bright."

This night was the deepest and most stable night for this little guy in so many years.

No one's arms made Xiao Xiaofan feel so warm.

That kind of sense of security is like a little guy who won't be afraid even if he is the end of the world.

"Xiaofan, Xiaofan..."

In the hazy state, the little guy seemed to be woken up by someone.

He opened his eyes and saw Qiu Mucheng with an anxious look on his face.

"Xiaofan, are you okay? Have you scared your mother?"

Qiu Mucheng said and shed tears.

She woke up for a while and felt a big headache.

Opening his eyes, he found that he was actually lying at his friend Yubing's home.

She didn't know how she came from, so she only remembered drinking a cup of tea before she fell into a coma.

After waking up, Qiu Mucheng saw Liu Yubing who had just returned from the police station.

It turned out that Liu Yubing had already woken up and found the people lying in the yard, so he immediately called the police.

After a while, the police took the people away.

Later, Liu Yubing told Qiu Mucheng that someone wanted to harm her son last night.

Qiu Mucheng was naturally scared. It was not until she saw Xiao Xiaofan wake up that she completely let go. However, because of worry, the tears in her eyes still flowed uncontrollably.

"Mom doesn't cry."

"Xiaofan is fine."

The little guy helped his mother wipe away her tears very sensible, and then said with a smile.

"Mom, I seem to dream of daddy..."

What?

Qiu Mucheng's body trembled when she heard it.

A panic suddenly magnified in her eyes.

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———

At this time, it was still dawn.

In the distant east, there is only a trace of white fish belly.

But in a single-family villa by the West Lake, a middle-aged man stayed up all night.

The energy in the dantian surges, and the true energy rushes under the tendons and veins.

Then, a punch suddenly burst out like a broken river!

boom!

Under the low roar, the bluestone in front of him exploded.

Split up!

If ordinary people see it, they will inevitably be amazed.

But the middle-aged man shook his head and was depressed, and even punched him directly on the wall beside him.

"Damn it!"

"Or it can't?"

"Without the guidance of senior Mother Starfire, I can't practice the thunder guidance technique at all!"

"If I can't practice the power of thunder, what else can I use to avenge my son? What can I use to destroy Jiangdong!"

The more Lu Ziming thought about it, the more anxious he became.

Unwilling, angry, powerless...

All kinds of emotions filled his heart, and Lu Ziming, whose eyes were red, punched the ground again, and the huge force caused blood to overflow from his fists and palms.

After so long, the account belonging to the Forum of the Mother Star Fire has never been lit up again.
To be continued...