"Stinky bodyguard, stop for me!"

Nangong Lin catches up with Ma Minghui and quickly grabs the boy with one hand. On the other hand, she pulls out a tissue and wipes it on his face.

"Ha ha, I care about our boss very much!"

Lei Jun, who came from behind, immediately grinned at the scene.

Liu Jiang said with a smile, "beauty, do you like our boss?"

"Hum, who is rare in this smelly bodyguard?"

Nangong Lin said yes and no, but the hand that helped Ma Minghui wipe sweat didn't stop for a moment.

Lei Jun then joked, "if you don't care about him, why do you wipe his sweat yourself?"

"It's good of me! You know shit

"Since you are so kind, please wipe my sweat for me! You see, I'm sweating. " Lei Jun said while extending his head to Nangong Lin.

Nangong Lin's face turned red. She immediately stopped her hand and turned around to beat the waste paper to Lei Jun's forehead. However, as soon as the hand touched Lei Jun's forehead, she suddenly closed her eyes and leaned back involuntarily.

What's the situation?

Everyone is still a little surprised, but Ma Minghui has already stretched out a hand to take Nangong Lin into his arms, a burning heat immediately spread to his hand.

The first lady has a fever!

Ma Minghui: "Oh - we are the militia nearby."

When the tall man saw Ma Minghui's fierce eyes, he was shocked and told a lie.

Because of the dark night, although Ma Minghui is holding a flashlight in his hand, he can't shine on other people's faces, so he doesn't catch the expression on the tall man's face at all, otherwise he won't fool himself.

"Let's go ahead and have a look."

The tall man's answer was reasonable. Ma Minghui didn't think much about it, so he went to the bright place in front of him.

The three camouflage clothes didn't speak, just staring at the crowd moving forward.

Several flashlights came from behind and quickly crossed Ma Minghui's left and right. When he glanced around the ruins, he found that there were green signs of "Chinese agriculture" in the bricks nearby; Looking around, Ma Minghui suddenly realized that this is a bank in the town. As expected, it is still "Agricultural Bank of China"!

"Boss, I don't think those three shrimps are militia at all."

Lei Jun came after Ma Minghui and soon put his mouth to his ear to remind him in a low voice.

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