Be the group pet of the villain's grandfather

Chapter 428 I remembered
Chapter 499

"I never thought of asking you for help."

Shaqiu felt that Leng Lingtian didn't stand far enough away, so she waved her hands in disgust, "Stand back! Don't stay so far away from me! Blood splashed on you, and you have to say I'm not considerate enough!"

Damn it!Why does this annoying tune look so much like Chu Mingshu!

Leng Lingtian knew that the woman in front of him might have a good relationship with Chu Mingshu, and felt that her occasional way of talking was very similar to Chu Mingshu, which could make people mad!
Shaqiu was wearing short sleeves, but she wore sleeves that covered her arms. Only now did she take off the sleeves silently and put them in her purse.

At this time, Leng Lingtian, who was standing behind, saw the tattoo on her arm clearly, and suddenly remembered something that happened when she was a child.

Could it be that the girl he had dreamed about in his previous dream was her?

At this moment, Leng Lingtian had mixed feelings, and the eyes staring at Shaqiu's back were extraordinarily complicated.

He didn't like the past when he was a child very much. In a sense, it was his dark history, otherwise he couldn't forget it so completely when he grew up, and he didn't think of it at all. This was his body's resistance !
It's no wonder that when we were together before, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity and intimacy. It turned out to be because of the relationship they met when they were young.

Shaqiu who was standing in front didn't know how complicated and sensitive Leng Lingtian's emotions were when she recalled the past when she was a child. She focused all her attention on these dozen mercenaries.

But recently, the control in Africa is strict, and there is basically no possibility of carrying guns in the city, because she can ignore the possibility of gun battles.

And in front of this parking lot is a certain scenic spot in the city. No matter how much noise they make, security personnel will swarm over.

Therefore, in order not to leave bad news for her, she had better resolve this matter as soon as possible.

On the other side, Leng Lingtian recognized Shaqiu's identity, and he still didn't intend to help. On the contrary, he not only found it interesting, but even enjoyed watching the woman charge forward.

Because Shaqiu's skills are really good, his hands are extremely stable, and his counterattack after dodging the attack is even more unsloppy, simply neat and very beautiful!

However, he thought this woman would finish everyone quickly, but she turned around and ran back towards him.

Not only was he dumbfounded, even those men were dumbfounded.

When Shaqiu ran to his side, she didn't stop, and even gave him a very calm look. With just one look, Leng Lingtian guessed what she was thinking.

This woman is going to be a deserter.

She is a deserter, so what can she do?

My hands are full and I don't have time, so I want to beat these strong men to death with unopened stockings!
So, almost in an instant, he immediately followed her and joined her as a deserter.

heroic nature?

nonexistent.

He didn't come to Africa to make enemies.

The two fled together. Although the group of strong men were not smart enough, they also saw their intentions and tried to catch up with them.

However, at this time, the local police officer drove back, brandishing the electric shock baton in his hand.

They whistled to signal them to stop, and the group of mercenaries immediately dispersed and slipped away like thieves.

And Shaqiu, who had already escaped, got into the car with Leng Lingtian, and after closing the door, she put on the seat belt while controlling the steering wheel.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see Chu Mingshu."

"Really?"

"Why am I lying to you? I can't really leave you alone in Africa, can I?"

　I haven't been in good shape recently, so I went for a massage today.

　　The aunt who gave the massage said that my scapula is a bit misaligned, and the bone setting needs to be arranged.

　　There is also a wealth bag, which is probably an occupational disease of colleagues in coding.

　　So the latest update is a lot less, because I really can’t write
　　
　
(End of this chapter)