Chapter 12
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Just go out, Lin Hanxing will understand why dumb uncle expression will be so strange.
The man standing under the mango tree for an afternoon, the man who laughs inexplicably with a sense of youth, is now pulling a yellow haired man with gloomy eyes, only to hear two clicks, whine suddenly!
But he did not blink an eye, and threw the yellow hair which had been removed from the joints of hands and feet to one side.
And over there, there are already five or six people!
"Don't come here Don't come here Only one of the troublemakers was still standing there shivering.
Before I came here, Mingming had already investigated. There was only an old mute and a girl who looked weak. Who ever thought that he would be watched by the man standing under the mango tree before he started to do damage.
What happened next
Lei Xiao's expression is sinister and close, regardless of the bricks he picked up from the roadside.
"Ah..." With a bang, the brick in the hands of the troublemaker broke into two pieces from the middle. He looked at the man who didn't move. If it wasn't for the broken brick in his hands, he would doubt whether he had hit the target or not!
Is it not easy to escape with the skill of our ancestors?
"Dumb uncle!" Seeing this, Lin Hanxing's voice suddenly dropped two degrees.
But without waiting for the dumb uncle to come, the man like the wolf suddenly shot again and easily sent the man who was scared to pee his pants to meet his companion.
Silent uncle appeared beside her.
"Throw these people to the intersection, without my permission, no one can be less!"
Lin Hanxing's delicate facial features were covered by sharp, and he told him not to look at the troublemaker. Instead, he focused on the man who came back to the mango tree after the fight.
It rained for half an hour during the day, and now his wet clothes have been dried.
Dumb uncle's action is very sharp, can not see the old state, quiet action.
There was a thread of red blood trickling down the thunder owl's forehead.
He didn't care at all, just quietly looking at Lin Hanxing coming towards him.
"You're bleeding..."
Lin Hanxing's eyes swept the blood on his forehead. It was rare that he felt guilty.
"These people are coming for the tea mountain. It's bothering you."
"You didn't want me to sleep, that's why you were angry before?"
Thunder owl's eyes were deep, and he didn't care about the wound.
“……” Lin Hanxing has half a voice, just now the heart is empty at this time.
"But you are destined to belong to me, so sooner or later I will..."
He raised his hand, fell on her white face, touched the delicate touch again, only satisfied.
“……” Shut up!
Lin Hanxing just wanted to shake off his hand, but before meeting, the man's pupil began to be lax.
The next second, the shadow suddenly came towards her
…………
Late at night, the guest room.
The faint yellow light lengthens Lin Hanxing's shadow infinitely.
The man's gunshot wound didn't heal. He had just got rid of his fever and was caught in the rain. What's more, he had been hit on his head for a while. The situation that he had been getting better turned round and burned again in the middle of the night.
She looked down at him, or rather at a Sanskrit tattoo on his side.
The pattern is very clear and delicate.
I do not know how long, Lin Hanxing subconsciously reached for it.
Under the tattoo, there are some bumpy uneven scars.
Kowtow, kowtow
There was a knock on the door, and Lin Hanxing took back his hand.
Turn around and look at the dumb uncle coming in
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Just go out, Lin Hanxing will understand why dumb uncle expression will be so strange.
The man standing under the mango tree for an afternoon, the man who laughs inexplicably with a sense of youth, is now pulling a yellow haired man with gloomy eyes, only to hear two clicks, whine suddenly!
But he did not blink an eye, and threw the yellow hair which had been removed from the joints of hands and feet to one side.
And over there, there are already five or six people!
"Don't come here Don't come here Only one of the troublemakers was still standing there shivering.
Before I came here, Mingming had already investigated. There was only an old mute and a girl who looked weak. Who ever thought that he would be watched by the man standing under the mango tree before he started to do damage.
What happened next
Lei Xiao's expression is sinister and close, regardless of the bricks he picked up from the roadside.
"Ah..." With a bang, the brick in the hands of the troublemaker broke into two pieces from the middle. He looked at the man who didn't move. If it wasn't for the broken brick in his hands, he would doubt whether he had hit the target or not!
Is it not easy to escape with the skill of our ancestors?
"Dumb uncle!" Seeing this, Lin Hanxing's voice suddenly dropped two degrees.
But without waiting for the dumb uncle to come, the man like the wolf suddenly shot again and easily sent the man who was scared to pee his pants to meet his companion.
Silent uncle appeared beside her.
"Throw these people to the intersection, without my permission, no one can be less!"
Lin Hanxing's delicate facial features were covered by sharp, and he told him not to look at the troublemaker. Instead, he focused on the man who came back to the mango tree after the fight.
It rained for half an hour during the day, and now his wet clothes have been dried.
Dumb uncle's action is very sharp, can not see the old state, quiet action.
There was a thread of red blood trickling down the thunder owl's forehead.
He didn't care at all, just quietly looking at Lin Hanxing coming towards him.
"You're bleeding..."
Lin Hanxing's eyes swept the blood on his forehead. It was rare that he felt guilty.
"These people are coming for the tea mountain. It's bothering you."
"You didn't want me to sleep, that's why you were angry before?"
Thunder owl's eyes were deep, and he didn't care about the wound.
“……” Lin Hanxing has half a voice, just now the heart is empty at this time.
"But you are destined to belong to me, so sooner or later I will..."
He raised his hand, fell on her white face, touched the delicate touch again, only satisfied.
“……” Shut up!
Lin Hanxing just wanted to shake off his hand, but before meeting, the man's pupil began to be lax.
The next second, the shadow suddenly came towards her
…………
Late at night, the guest room.
The faint yellow light lengthens Lin Hanxing's shadow infinitely.
The man's gunshot wound didn't heal. He had just got rid of his fever and was caught in the rain. What's more, he had been hit on his head for a while. The situation that he had been getting better turned round and burned again in the middle of the night.
She looked down at him, or rather at a Sanskrit tattoo on his side.
The pattern is very clear and delicate.
I do not know how long, Lin Hanxing subconsciously reached for it.
Under the tattoo, there are some bumpy uneven scars.
Kowtow, kowtow
There was a knock on the door, and Lin Hanxing took back his hand.
Turn around and look at the dumb uncle coming in
Just go out, Lin Hanxing will understand why dumb uncle expression will be so strange. The man standing under the mango tree for an afternoon, the man who laughs inexplicably with a sense of youth, is now pulling a yellow haired man with gloomy eyes, only to hear two clicks, whine suddenly! But he did not blink an eye, and threw the yellow hair which had been removed from the joints of hands and feet to one side. And over there, there are already five or six people! "Don't come here Don't come here Only one of the troublemakers was still standing there shivering. Before I came here, Mingming had already investigated. There was only an old mute and a girl who looked weak. Who ever thought that he would be watched by the man standing under the mango tree before he started to do damage. What happened next Lei Xiao's expression is sinister and close, regardless of the bricks he picked up from the roadside. "Ah..." With a bang, the brick in the hands of the troublemaker broke into two pieces from the middle. He looked at the man who didn't move. If it wasn't for the broken brick in his hands, he would doubt whether he had hit the target or not! Is it not easy to escape with the skill of our ancestors? "Dumb uncle!" Seeing this, Lin Hanxing's voice suddenly dropped two degrees. But without waiting for the dumb uncle to come, the man like the wolf suddenly shot again and easily sent the man who was scared to pee his pants to meet his companion. Silent uncle appeared beside her. "Throw these people to the intersection, without my permission, no one can be less!" Lin Hanxing's delicate facial features were covered by sharp, and he told him not to look at the troublemaker. Instead, he focused on the man who came back to the mango tree after the fight. It rained for half an hour during the day, and now his wet clothes have been dried. Dumb uncle's action is very sharp, can not see the old state, quiet action. There was a thread of red blood trickling down the thunder owl's forehead. He didn't care at all, just quietly looking at Lin Hanxing coming towards him. "You're bleeding..." Lin Hanxing's eyes swept the blood on his forehead. It was rare that he felt guilty. "These people are coming for the tea mountain. It's bothering you." "You didn't want me to sleep, that's why you were angry before?" Thunder owl's eyes were deep, and he didn't care about the wound. Lin Hanxing has half a voice, just now the heart is empty at this time. "But you are destined to belong to me, so sooner or later I will..." He raised his hand, fell on her white face, touched the delicate touch again, only satisfied. Shut up! Lin Hanxing just wanted to shake off his hand, but before meeting, the man's pupil began to be lax. The next second, the shadow suddenly came towards her Late at night, the guest room. The faint yellow light lengthens Lin Hanxing's shadow infinitely. The man's gunshot wound didn't heal. He had just got rid of his fever and was caught in the rain. What's more, he had been hit on his head for a while. The situation that he had been getting better turned round and burned again in the middle of the night. She looked down at him, or rather at a Sanskrit tattoo on his side. The pattern is very clear and delicate. I do not know how long, Lin Hanxing subconsciously reached for it. Under the tattoo, there are some bumpy uneven scars. Kowtow, kowtow There was a knock on the door, and Lin Hanxing took back his hand. Turn around and look at the dumb uncle coming in
