Beautiful Sweetheart

As if aware of Ning Ji's eyes, the beauty suddenly looks over and looks at the woman. Ning Ji is such a loser, but she can't get it. It's a pity that the woman's direct look, with a few inexplicable eyes, finally made our Ningji loser lose.

At this moment, the beautiful woman named Xuanxuan suddenly reached out her hand and said with a smile, "Hello, I'm Xuanxuan, the crime unit of Mindu sub Bureau."

Ning Ji Leng next, Shan Shan's hand way: "Hello, my name is Ning Ji." He has always been afraid of contact with the police, even if it is a cop.

Later, Xuan Xuan leaves slowly at the urging of Lin Wei. Ning Ji, who suddenly appears bored, holds his head and plans to walk for a while to digest his intestines and stomach.

When Ning Ji was lamenting his life, Chen Jian called: "ah long, go to be this boy. Don't shoot him out. You have to torture him to death." After hanging up the phone, Chen Jian had a gloomy smile on his face.

Several people who have received the information have seen Ning Ji's back. They touch it slowly and skillfully. They are recidivists. At this time of Ning Ji, but completely don't know, he is still aftertaste Lin Weixiang buttock soft.

At this time, Ning Ji felt a restless mood around his chest, and immediately woke up. But when he was about to look back, the burning pain came from his right hand.

Ning Ji saw that it was the cigarette butt that burned his finger. No wonder it was so hot. But it was at this time that a wind came from his head. Ning Ji yelled that his head was not good, but after all, it was a slow pat, and a strong force came from his shoulder. Before Ning Ji came to the pain, he had already fallen to one side.

As he sat up with his teeth bared, he saw a van parked behind him, and outside the car, there were several big men dressed in black. They are holding sticks and machetes in their hands, looking at Ning Ji with a deep smile.

Ning Ji is very clear that these people are not those little gangsters, they must be trained thugs. In particular, the rough and crazy man who just attacked Ning Ji was naked. At a glance, he knew that he was a big man. His lower body was wearing a pair of shorts and slippers. He looked coldly.

"What are you doing? I have nothing to do with you... " Ning Ji grabs the painful shoulder with his hand. He knows it's the strong man's stick.

The man laughed loudly and said, "hum, the Grass Mud Horse dares to tease Lin Wei. You are looking for death. If you think it's boring to live, I'll just give you a ride."

Voice a fall, then the thugs burst out laughing, the kind of unbridled. Ning Ji's eyes brightened, and he wanted to take advantage of their laughter. But as soon as he raised his arm, he snorted. Ah, the injury was too serious to move, as if the whole arm had been broken.

"Ah long, don't talk to him, do him."

A low voice came from afar. Ning Ji's face changed greatly when he heard it, because he was so impressed by the voice.

Chen Jian, if you can't kill me today, I will eat all of Lin Wei's food and make you miserable.

Ning Ji looked at the thugs around, and he abandoned an arm, really feel powerless. He just takes advantage of Lin Wei. He doesn't know that Chen Jian likes her, but he wants to be surrounded and killed. Damn it, Ning Ji hates her. It's a pity that he can't escape.

It's blocked all around, let alone seriously injured. Even if it's intact, it's bound to die.

However, even if the scene is extremely unfavorable to him, he would rather not close his eyes and wait to die. He raised his legs to get up and wanted to run, but he didn't run a few steps. In front of the man suddenly raised a foot, scolded: "let you run!"

Although a long didn't kick Zhongning Ji, the stick in his hand hit Ning Ji's back. Ning Ji fell into a dog's excrement with a cry, and his mouth was full of blood. Before he got up, he had another foot in his abdomen. Then he moved sideways and hit the pole.

At night, dark clouds rolled in the sky and thunder rumbled. It seemed that with the collision of Ningji, the tranquility before the wind and rain was broken. Then, after a deafening thunder, a big thunderstorm, like ten thousand arrows, shot at the earth and quickly shrouded the whole Fujian capital.

Poof! Ning Ji a mouth, blood then immediately spurted out from the mouth, head a fuzzy. Ah, this foot must be about 400 Jin at least. At this time, Ning Ji suddenly wanted to go home. He was an orphan and didn't know the taste of home. But after he saved a woman who was almost drowned in the lake by accident, he gradually understood the taste of home.

But Now no one wants him to go home, he can't go back to God! Because just before he could stand, his head was hit by a stick, and then his body fell like a kite with broken line.

The dustbin was hit and flew by him. His cheeks were red and swollen, and his head was bleeding. It was terrible. Coughing a few times, coughing up blood, trying hard to hold the garbage can, so that they can stand up, blankly looking around, only to find that the thugs around just look at him with the kind of indifferent eyes to see the dead.

Perhaps, in their eyes, they are bound to die, also right, ha ha!