Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 653 Su Beifeng Injured

"Master, you...you really..."

Ding Yanlin was dragged over by his collar, and the old man became stubborn, "I tell you, this place is desolate, and when you are about to escape, you will meet the robbers' accomplices, but no one can save your life."

Ding Yanlin froze, what he said made sense, he really couldn't leave casually at this time.

"I'm still a kid, I can't do anything." In this case, it's safest to hide in the car. The boy opened the door and crawled inside with his buttocks pouted.

The old master didn't have time to talk to him, so he took a rope to tie the blood man on the ground tightly, and then checked Su Beifeng's wound, "Oh, comrade, you... your wound is quite deep!"

The carjacker didn't even have a small cut on his body, so why was this handsome policeman injured so badly?
The old master said something in his heart, wondering if he had been cheated.

Su Beifeng smiled wryly. Can he say that he was successfully attacked by the outlaws of the Alphabet Order in a state of mental dislocation?
In the morning, he took a taxi and was going to see Sun Mingyuan at Paramount, but the taxi broke down on the way, so he had to get out of the car and hit the next car that followed him. As soon as he got in the car, he was stabbed by the driver.

He treated the wound himself, but after four or five hours, the blood in his body was left on the robber's clothes, and the robber was beaten by him, all of which were internal injuries.

"Old man, don't worry about me, I'll just take a break." Closing his eyes, exhaustion flooded in like a tide, and Su Beifeng's eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them.

"Hey, comrade, don't fall asleep, listen to me, don't fall asleep, I'm afraid you won't be able to wake up from this sleep." The old man stomped his feet and turned around anxiously, without even a piece of clean cloth beside him. what to do
When she looked up, she found Ding Yanlin drinking water from a water bottle.

"Little fat man, give me the water bottle. Come here and take off your clothes." It seems that he is a child from a rich family. The water bottle he drinks is the most popular pressure pot nowadays, and the clothes on his body are also made of pure cotton thread. Bandage Su Beifeng's wound.

Ding Yanlin took off Ding Yanlin's clothes in three or five strokes. The boy was shaking with anger, and his tears flowed out like those who didn't want money.

"Woooo, I want to complain to you, you rely on the old to sell the old and bully the children."

"If you were my grandson, I would beat you up early, what kind of child? It's really selfish."

"..."

Ding Yanlin came out shirtless to chase the old master, raised a short leg and kicked him hard, but he was too heavy, was bounced back, and fell beside Su Beifeng.

"Be careful! You're crushing him!"

Su Beifeng was still pressed against his arm by Ding Yanlin's little butt. The pain in his body made him grunt and raised his eyebrows, but he was still dazed.

"what?"

Ding Yanlin stared at Su Beifeng in surprise, sat up suddenly and slapped his face vigorously.

"Boss Su, are you going to die?"

To be honest, Ding Yanlin felt a little joy in his heart, but it was quickly replaced by fear. Boss Su must not die. If so, his sister would be sad, and he might never see her again.

Xiaopang flapped his hands left and right. The old master saw that he was frightened, and hurriedly grabbed him, "Son, what are you doing? He has serious injuries, and you will beat him to death later."

"Huh? Boss Su is injured?"

In his impression, Su Beifeng seems to be made of iron. He secretly investigated Su Beifeng in Haishi before, although he found nothing, but after meeting him a few times, he felt that Su Beifeng was very capable, beyond his imagination. the point.

(End of this chapter)