Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 332 The Righteousness of Death and Life (2)

   wailing everywhere! ! !

   This was an unexpected and unpredictable disaster.

   At that time, a group of students were unable to extricate themselves from the madness.

   Ran Siya on the stage didn't have time to come down, and even the end of the song was not played.

   That extremely strong explosion sounded, and all of them pressed down the permanent stop button!

   In the next instant, there were screams of fleeing, accompanied by hoarse screams of pain, resounding through the sky.

   Mu Qingcheng was shocked and staggered two steps, and while he was able to stabilize his body, his eyes also turned out a touch of disbelief.

   She turned her head sharply and saw that the open square was a mess.

  The students who were still kissing in the corner had already fled, the dining table was smashed, and the white tablecloth was trampled into a dirty rag.

   Food, drink, poured all over the ground.

   Accompanied by the flickering lights on the stage not far away, a scene of infinite despair and dejection was formed.

"Oops!"

   At this time, Mu Qingcheng suddenly remembered Ran Siya who was singing on stage just now, and she didn't know what was going on at this time.

   Even though the relationship between the two was not good, she still rushed over without hesitation in the face of life and death.

   But at the moment when Mu Qingcheng finally ran to the edge of the stage, he suddenly heard a boom—a sound.

   Next, there is dust.

   Accompanied by the pungent smell of burning fabrics, the stage that was temporarily built was already crumbling in the violent explosion.

   finally fell down at this time.

   "Tsk, **** it!"

   At the moment when the dust settled down a little, Mu Qingcheng continued to rush in without thinking.

  There are wires and ashes everywhere, tangled together with crackles, and there are sporadic sparks from time to time.

   Mu Qingcheng stopped and walked, trying his best to find the figure of that **** woman.

The students behind    are still running away, without the slightest warmth just now, pushing and shoving each other and not giving in to each other.

  These wealthy children are spoiled on weekdays, and their human nature is extremely cold in the face of life and death.

  Fortunately, although the missile was aggressive, only one was fired.

   and the force is not large, it only hit this area.

   At this moment, Mu Qingcheng, who had already stepped into the middle of the ruins of the stage, finally heard a few soft and trembling whispers, coming from a hidden corner.

   "Ran Siya, is that you?"

   The loud call didn't get any response.

   Mu Qingcheng's brows were furrowed, and his feet were still unstoppable.

  Finally, after pulling away the heavy fleece curtain, at the bottom, he saw Ran Siya, who was pinned down by an iron pipe on his legs.

   Crying and wearing makeup, his clothes are in tatters, and his body is scratched.

   Seeing Mu Qingcheng coming over, she hurriedly stretched out a hand and choked on and off,

"help me"

   "Well, wait."

   Mu Qingcheng grabbed her with one hand, but suddenly found that her fingertips were unusually cold.

   At the same time, a **** aura that seemed to exist gradually came.

   As if a fish bubble had been punctured, the smell of gorilla rust was quietly released.

  Looking down subconsciously, after seeing the scarlet patch stained on the skirt, Mu Qingcheng's pupils trembled slightly, backhand pinched Ran Siya's wrist, sinking, and she said incredulously,

"you are pregnant?"

   "I don't know."

   Ran Siya shook her head in a panic, dazed and ignorant.

   Mu Qingcheng gritted his teeth helplessly, and said fiercely,

   "Hold on, I'll save you."

   As soon as she finished speaking, she let go of her hand, and with both hands, lifted the iron pipe with a thick bowl.

   At the same time, there were rapid footsteps behind him, and as he got closer, he also shouted in shock,

   "Miss Mu, let's save you—"

   puff puff puff puff——

   But almost at the same time, a series of dense bullets started from the feet of the Sijia servants who rushed over, clamoring for a strong killing intent, directed at Mu Qingcheng.

   Sweep away quickly! ! !

   All settings are empty. Don't say that the launch of territorial waters is unrealistic, everything is a story effect.

   Cherish the author and stay away from the bully.

   Ask means I lose, Kong means you win~

   Thank you, bow~

   (end of this chapter)