Kanagawa Taoist College Students

The whole villa is in the flames of raging flames, and dozens of invited guests and policemen look at each other with solemnity.

More than ten minutes have elapsed, firefighters and rescuers have not arrived yet, but everyone knows that the youngest person who first rushed into the fire to save people, the chance of survival is awkward - no, not awkward, but there is no chance of survival at all .

Because the flames are getting more and more fierce, the real name of Nishimura and the long-term wife Meihui, who had just been thrown out of the fire, have been moved to a farther place, but the two are still staring at the villas that have turned into ruins.

"Stupid, high school students are all stupid, why not escape..." Nishimura's real name with a whimper, and even regret that if he did not rush in, the guy would not save her...

"呜呜~~"

Looking at her daughter crying sadly, the police officer of Nishimura also looked heavy. He disagreed with the behavior of the young man rushing into the fire to save people. After all, that was not what he should do, and the accident really happened. But he was grateful to the boy who saved his daughter and hoped to do something for him.

Yamamoto's heavy light is in a painful self-blame. If it is not for him to bring people here today, this will not happen. When he returns home, he does not know how to tell the daughter about it.

......

Li Xuehao has actually been invisible for a while. He didn't expect it, just opened a little joke, and there would be such an unexpected "harvest". At least the cry of a female policeman's grief is not like a fake. It was really crying for his unsatisfactory flower scum.

This is the edge of the woods. Fortunately, the villas are surrounded by open spaces. If trees are, it is estimated that the whole forest is already on fire.

Nishimura’s real name and long-term wife, Mei Hui, were moved here. The people on the side also had a long-term wife and a long-term Jianwu, as well as a middle-aged butler who was injured. Nishimura police officers and Yamamoto’s heavy light were also there.

The "name" detectives and the subordinates of the West Village police officers are in a farther position. Li Xuehao thinks that he is still "resurrected", otherwise it is estimated that the next heavy load of the mountain may be called with Yamamoto.

It is just the edge of the woods that makes it easy for him to show up.

Going a little behind, and making his appearance awkward, he removed the stealth circle and deliberately increased the footsteps.

"Cough, are you looking for me?" Li Xuehao pretended to be a "miserable" kind of escape from the fire.

The sudden sound suddenly made a few people in the room a glimpse. Nishimura’s real name stopped crying, and the three wives and fathers and children saw the source of the sound incredibly.

Yamamoto’s heavy light and the Nishimura police officer were also a glimpse, but then they became surprised, and Yamamoto’s heavy light took a long breath.

The middle-aged housekeeper who was injured was also shocked. Looking at the teenager who seemed to be coming out of the depths of the woods, his eyes were slightly different.

With the approach of Li Xuehao, Yamamoto’s heavy light can’t help but rush to meet: “Hao?”

"Uncle light!" Li Xuehao was a little weird in his heart. He clearly saw the water in the eyes of Yamamoto. Did he actually cry? This should be a happy cry.

Yamamoto's heavy light came to him, his hands on his shoulders, and he patted heavily. This serious and serious man, now estimated that he was excited before, did not know what to say, can only express his excitement by action. Feelings.

"Uncle light, are you crying?" Li Xuehao asked, of course, there was no joke in the heart, and more felt the warmth of this serious man.

"Speaking something stupid..." Yamamoto regained his hand on his shoulder and turned his back. "It was just blown by the wind..."

This explanation is really intended to be overshadowed and blown by the wind? How big is the wind to blow out the tears?

Li Xuehao was a little funny, and suddenly he had a flower in front of him. A figure rushed over. He worried that the other person fell, so he did not avoid it.

The man who rushed into his arms hugged him, and didn't even leave a gap. He seemed worried that he would disappear if he accidentally disappeared.

"Miss West Village?" Li Xuehao is a bit embarrassed. After all, Nishimura’s real name is not his girlfriend, so it’s like a enthusiasm. And don't look at the policewoman's slender body, not very plump, but only know that the eyes sometimes deceive themselves.

"Shut up." Nishimura’s real name whispered, and there was still a little cry in his voice. He wrapped his hands around his neck and tried hard to apply force...

"If you go on like this, I may suffocate." Li Xuehao was half-joking, but he didn't consciously think about it. What does she mean? Wouldn't it really be touched by his previous words?

"Hey!" Nishimura’s real name snorted, pushing him away, turning around and squinting, as if he didn’t want to see him.

At this time, Mr. Chang wife came over with the support of long-term Jianwu and long-term wife Meihui, and solemnly thanked someone: "Thank you, thank you for saving Meihui..."

"You are welcome." Li Xuehao said modestly.

The long-term wife Mei Hui looked at him. She was curious in her big eyes. She also had some ugly meanings. She loosened her father and walked up to him. She said with a blush on her face: "Thank you for saving me, can tell me, your Name?"

"I am Zhenzhonghao." Li Xuehao made a self-introduction.

"True... Hao Er, Zhen Zhongjun?" The long-haired wife Mei Hui muttered her mouth and her face became more and more red.

Nishimura’s real name turned around and saw the two close together. She walked casually into the front, interspersed between the two, staring at someone and asking, “How did you run out?”

For this, Li Xuehao has long thought about the reasons, and knows that Yamamoto is very curious: "Because the front exit was blocked by the fire, I just found that there is still an exit... I’m lucky, I finally ran out. ""

"Stupid." Nishimura’s real name gave him a look. Although he heard him say it easily, he knew that he could escape from it. It was certainly not as simple as he said. In order to save her...we, this guy almost died inside. .

Li Xuehao glanced at her strangely, and always felt that something happened that he didn't know.

"Look at what!" Perhaps he noticed his strange look. Nishimura’s real name was a plate, and he restored his previous look that he was not pleasing to the eye.

Li Xuehao turned to the beginning. For such a capricious policewoman, he still provoked subtlety. Inadvertently, he saw a middle-aged butler who was injured. The latter seemed to notice something. He turned his head and pouted to reveal him a full. A kind smile.