CEO Daddy,Don't Go Too Far

Liangyuan squatted down a little, his face was livid, "you don't have to do your best to deal with me, I'll let you die in the next move!" For the first time, someone looked down upon him so much, that is, Jack and Yuchen dare not challenge the authority! Damn, I'm tired of living.

Wan Jingquan has a sharp pain in his heart and a sweet and fishy voice. This is the strength of the fist palm? That's great.

Without waiting for WAN Jingquan to speak, good luck has rushed through again.

This time Wan Jingquan dares not to fight against Chu Xiaowei and dongfangxuan. His injury is not good. Now he has made a hundred moves with Xiangwan, and now he is beaten by good luck. Tut Tut, sure enough, the martial arts of the people behind are getting higher and higher.

Liang Yuan was stabbed through his shoulder by Wan Jingquan. His face didn't change and he kicked it.

Our predecessors are not only good at boxing, but also good at footwork.

Wan Jingquan is not the match of good fortune. He is not easy to stand on the ground after being kicked out. The good luck rushes out again, the corner of the mouth is still hanging the murderous spirit, in the eye does not have the slightest hesitation.

Wanjingquan throw, good luck dodge. The smoke exploded with a bang, and the street was white.

"Tut." Good luck cursed in a low voice, feeling murderous from behind. A punch to the back, but fell empty.

When someone approaches from the left, the good luck blows it. The style of boxing opened the air, and then we could see who it was and quickly stopped.

"Run away." Xiangwan limped, holding Liangyuan's neck with both hands, and the tone of command was, "hold me."

The voice just dropped. Good luck picked up Xiangwan, looked at Xiangwan injured place and his shoulder, chuckled twice, "this ten thousand kids really have two."

"No two times, can you be the commander of the 74 army?" Xiangwan asked, "he and Xiaoke are fighting. Who do you think will win?"

"If he uses his body and Xiaoke to fight, Xiaoke can win." There's still a lot of support for good luck.

Obviously, Xiangwan and Liangyuan thought the same. Wanjingquan already has a heavy injury and internal injury. It will take at least three days to recover and use 80% of its strength.

Liangyuan walked for half an hour with Xiangwan in her arms, but she didn't breathe.

Xiangmen people are very surprised, but did not dare to say a word, unless you are tired of living crooked, will Baba together.

"What's the matter?" Mo Xiaoke was really painting in the living room. He was surprised to see the people who came in.

Good luck is still holding Xiangwan, "nothing, is met with wanjingquan."

Wanjingquan? Waiting for Mo Xiaoke to finish, Liangyuan has gone to the bedroom with Xiangwan in her arms.

"Do you need a doctor?" Mo Xiaoke asked clearly.

Good luck waved, "I'm a doctor, and I'm called a miracle doctor." This is not a good chance to boast, but a real capital.

"Shameless." Xiangwan cursed in a low voice. It's still a good thing for so many years.

Liangyuan knew that Xiangwan was injured there, so she took off her coat. The white skin was stained with blood, and it seemed to seep. Take a closer look at the pale pink scar, although it is not obvious.

"Come on." Xiangwan urged, slightly uncomfortable.

Good luck came here with enough medical tools. In addition to helping xiangmen solve thousands of problems, the most important thing is to save Xiangwan. Xiangwan is really ill, and he is very resistant to seeing a doctor. Wan Xiang is not sure that he can recover from his illness.

Put on the anesthetic, good luck sew up the wound on Xiangwan's shoulder, and then quickly bandage it.