My wife is a school girl

Tang Qingqing, who had just narrowly escaped death, never thought that there would be criminals with guns here, and she had no time to react. When the shadow of death loomed over her again, she felt extremely bitter. Could it be that Is the so-called extreme joy begets sorrow?

The last time was already a miracle for Tang Qingqing, and she believed that the miracle would not happen again.

Thoughts flashed in his mind, and then Tang Qingqing heard the scream again.

In sight, those men fell to the ground one after another, Tang Qingqing was stunned again, this, another miracle happened?

"No, it's not a miracle!" Tang Qingqing quickly came to her senses. The two back and forth between life and death seemed to make her mature a lot. She quickly found a bunker and temporarily guaranteed her safety. , and then she called softly: "Little brother, is that you? Where are you?"

When miracles happened again and again, the miracles were no longer miracles. Tang Qingqing knew that someone was helping her, and the only person she could think of was Tang Jin.

However, there was no response from the factory, which confused Tang Qingqing very much. If Tang Jin really helped her, why didn't Tang Jin show up?But if it wasn't for him, who else would come to help her by such a coincidence?

The factory building became extremely quiet again, with no voices or footsteps. Many thoughts flashed through Tang Qingqing's mind, then took a deep breath, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and made a call.

"Captain Tu, I'm Tang Qingqing. I'm in Xinning Chemical Plant. There are five suspects with guns here. I need support!" Tang Qingqing said quickly. Although she still had countless questions in her mind, she knew that it was not time to think about it. those times.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief and thought silently: "Little brother, my sister is really counting on you this time. Since you can save me, I believe that you can also save my father."

Although he didn't see Tang Jin appearing, Tang Qingqing still felt that Tang Jin was the only one who helped her secretly, and he didn't show up, maybe he just didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.

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About two kilometers away from Xinning Chemical Factory is a warehouse area. Many factories in Xinning District have rented warehouses here. As for who the owner of the warehouse is, most people don't know.

At this moment, there were no goods in one of the warehouses, only three men.

Among the three, the most eye-catching one was obviously the huge fat man, that fat man who looked like a mountain of meat, was none other than Zuo Xiaolong who was known as the Fat Dragon.

Since Zuo Xiaolong appeared here, he obviously left the hospital, but Zuo Xiaolong's left hand was still wrapped in a bandage, obviously his left hand was still far from being fully recovered.

Behind Zuo Xiaolong stood a burly man, one of his two subordinates. Although this man was beaten unconscious by Tang Jin, he did not leave any aftereffects, at least, it seemed so.

The last man in the warehouse was sitting in a wheelchair. This man was in his 40s and had obvious bruises on his face. A very handsome man, although time has left traces of vicissitudes on his face, but he still gives people an extraordinarily attractive feeling. If time can be turned back 20 years, if he is not in a wheelchair, he can definitely Popular with thousands of girls.

Feilong stared at this handsome man, but his expression was quite complacent, and there was a faint pleasure of revenge in his eyes: "Tang Haoran, you will see your precious daughter soon, but we will meet in the palace of the king of hell. How do you feel now? Hahaha..."

"15 years ago, when I hunted you down, I should have shot you to death." This handsome man in a wheelchair is Tang Qingqing's father, Tang Haoran. He looked at Fei Long, but there was no fear in his eyes , there is no sadness, but a strange calmness. Ten years of wheelchair life has tempered his mind to be extremely tough, tough enough for him to face anything that happens with a calm mind.

"Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world!" Fat Long stared at Tang Haoran, with hatred in his eyes again, "Tang Haoran, there are many people who have troubled me, but do you know why I hate you the most?"

"Feilong, I'm not a psychiatrist, I'm not interested in exploring your inner world." Tang Haoran still looked calm, "I don't care what you did to my daughter, but I can tell you that you'd better not let me live Get out of here."

"What? Do you still want to take revenge? With your trashy appearance, what the hell can you do to me?" Fei Long sneered, "Tang Haoran, do you think that you are still the most powerful in Ningshan City ten years ago? Are you a criminal police officer? You fucking face the reality, you are a trash right now, a total trash!"

"I'm a waste, how can you be any better?" Tang Haoran looked at Fei Long with pity, "Do you think I don't know that Dragon Tiger Restaurant is about to change its name? You are just a broken man now. It's just a dead fat man with one hand."

"My **** mother!" Feilong was furious, and punched Tang Haoran on the cheek, and then kicked Tang Haoran's wheelchair, kicking the wheelchair over, "Tang, you are born to be I can't live with me, I worked so hard back then, and finally took over the casino, you fucking came to steal my place, put me in jail, and made my five years of hard work go to waste!"

Fat Long looked distraught, and kicked Tang Haoran on the waist again as he spoke: "I spent five years in prison, and it took another five years after I got out to have this Dragon Tiger Restaurant, but I just enjoyed it. Five years of good life, your daughter found a bastard boyfriend, crippled one of my hands, and also crippled the skinny tiger, leaving me with nothing, and all my hard work wasted. Lao Tzu's eighteen generations of ancestors, **mother, **wife, **daughter...uh!"

Feilong couldn't finish cursing, so he let out a scream suddenly. The corner of his mouth seemed to be stabbed violently by something, and it was extremely painful. When he touched it with his hand, he felt a tooth and blood on his hand.

"Who?" Fei Long shouted angrily, "Don't play tricks, get out of here!"

Before Feilong finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly flew towards him.

Snapped!

The black shadow fell on the ground, but it turned out to be a burly man. Fat Long's face suddenly changed. This was his other subordinate, and this subordinate should be spying on Tang Qingqing now!

"Fat pig, your awareness is really low!" A lazy voice sounded, and with this voice, suddenly there was another person in the warehouse, a boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old.