Kung Fu Soldier King

After returning to the ward, Xiao Yan pushed Liang Yuwei away and rushed into the bathroom. Then, the throat was sweet and a blood arrow gushed out.

Looking at the black and red blood clots in the toilet, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah, you're hurt. I'll call a doctor." Liang Yuwei screamed and ran out quickly.

Xiao Yan grabbed her and said with a smile, "silly girl, don't make a fuss. It's okay. I vomited congestion. It's better in the future."

Liang Yuwei turns around. Xiao Yan finds that she has been crying anxiously. She doesn't understand in her heart and reaches out her hand to wipe away her tears.

Although he hasn't fully recovered, after vomiting the congestion, Xiao Yan feels that the dull feeling of blocking the door is gone.

And now he can resume his cultivation. As long as he is given more time, he can recover soon.

Liang Yuwei was relieved when she determined that Xiao Yan had no time.

Xiao Yan stood in front of the toilet. As soon as she took a step forward, Liang Yuwei habitually untied his pants.

Xiao Yan was stunned. Liang Yuwei's service to him these days is really meticulous. Even this secret thing has become a habit.

When Liang Yuwei put her hand in, she seemed to react.

Xiao Yan obviously doesn't look like a person who can't take care of himself today. Isn't it a little inappropriate for her to take the initiative to serve again?

So the two people were stunned there, and what made Xiao Yan very uncomfortable was that Liang Yuwei didn't take out her hand and still maintained a grasping posture.

Stunned for more than half a minute, Liang Yuwei suddenly took back her hand and was going out with a red face.

Xiao Yan grabbed her and looked at her affectionately, just as Liang Yuwei slowly closed her eyes.

"Wash your hands and feed me later!" Xiao Yan's untimely voice sounded, and Liang Yuwei turned her eyes.

Since Xiao Yan showed her fighting effectiveness in the battle with madmen, Liang Yuwei has no special care for Xiao Yan and feeds him at most every day.

As for those little nurses, goodbye to Xiao Yan, either pestering him to tell stories or sending out bursts of flower crazy screams.

Later, there was no way. Sun Fu personally found Xiao Yan and politely proposed that he should keep a low profile. Don't cooperate with the little nurses when they are crazy.

Xiao Yan was forced to accept it under the eaves. When they can move freely, they will start to harm a group of veteran cadres.

His chess skills are outstanding. A group of veteran cadres had a good time by themselves.

Since he joined, two cases of high blood pressure have recurred and one heart disease has begun to be unstable.

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At the lotus Pavilion in Jinling, Qiao Shaojie sat in the right position, holding a glass of red wine in his hand and shaking slowly. Sitting next to him was Jos é, constantly typing on the keyboard.

"Boss, I lost it again. Today, hundreds of stocks have fallen to the limit. Do you still operate?" Qiao Ze asked without raising his head and helped the mirror frame.

Qiao Shaojie sneered at the corners of his mouth and said calmly, "continue to throw. The CSRC has already said hello. Don't stop until the limit of 1000 shares is reached."

"So? Will it be too risky?" asked qiaoze with a little worry.

"It's OK to copy the bottom and enter the market at the opening of next week. Let them check. Someone in the CSRC is rushing to carry the black pot and is afraid to find us?" Qiao Shaojie is like a duck to water in finance in addition to falling down here in Xiao Yan.

Qiao Ze nodded with the same feeling. In this era, money can make the mill push ghosts, throw out a lot of money, and those who carry the black pot grab it.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Then someone shouted outside the door, "boss, there are people from the West. Where can I receive them?"

"Let them come in and pour coffee." Qiao Shaojie put down his red wine, adjusted his suit, took out his cigar knife, cut a cigar and smoked.

Although Qiao Shaojie doesn't usually hug beautiful women, this guy is very coquettish. The suit is purplish red, even the socks are flowers, and the tie is rose pattern. He has been at the forefront of fashion.

The door opened and two people in strange clothes came in. They are all about thirty years old. Men are blonde, blue eyed, Eagle hook nose and white. Wearing a jacket on his upper body, his exposed skin is full of tattoos. There are tigers and leopards in front of and behind his chest, but death with a sickle on his shoulder.

The woman's dark skin, thick lips and the appearance of a hybrid, but in terms of oriental aesthetics, she can only be regarded as not ugly. In particular, the dirty braids all over his head made Qiao Shaojie, a man who was obsessed with aesthetic cleanliness, feel sick immediately.

"Shishouniang and captain an, you two have come all the way across the ocean. Welcome." Qiao Shaojie got up and shook hands with the two people nicknamed shishouniang and captain an.

When he sat down, he took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands without leaving a trace. The servant brought coffee to the two.

"What do we want?" Captain Ann asked directly after sitting down.

Qiao Shaojie wanted to be polite, but when he saw that the other party didn't have this idea, he immediately clapped his hands. Soon someone came out from behind with two boxes.

The box was placed in front of them. Captain an licked his lips, rubbed his hands excitedly, and quickly opened the box in front of him.

In his own box, two UZ micro submachine guns are placed diagonally with two M9. Next to the gap, is full of golden bullets.