The Hegemon's Kiss Addiction

There was a lot of applause around, and the two lovers held each other tightly. A string of balloons floating closer and closer in the sky, all pink. Looking at the girl's heart burst, the end of the balloon was tied with numerous bank cards and car keys. Finally, the string of balloons stopped beside the man.

"All my things are yours. I don't want anything. As long as you, you can be lazy, but you should be responsible for feeding me cats and feeding me full..."

The man's voice faintly drifted into song's ear. She almost rushed to the woman's head and said "yes" and sighed. After getting on the bus, she looked at the pile of ice cream and felt that she had no appetite.

Thinking that Fu Tsai is still in shengteng, she drives to shengteng. After stopping, she still has the scene just seen in her mind. She is really envious and purses her lips and goes to the top floor.

Honglian's car had already driven into the military area command compound, and finally stopped at the village maker, who was solemn. White lanterns were hung in front of the villa door, and everyone was wearing plain clothes.

Qin Mozhan got out of the car and gave the cat to the driver. He saw a bleak scene in front of him. He bent his mouth. He heard that the banker had found Zhuang Qingwan not long ago, so he was scolded by the leader for a while. After all, it was the area where the supora virus spread. People infected with the virus could not be transported back, and he did not know what the Zhuangzi thought of.

Leng is to bring back the ashes.

"Come on, let's go in and have a look."

He said to the side of the red lotus, red lotus nodded, followed him.

When they entered the dealer's house, they found a black-and-white photo of Zhuang Qingwan in the middle of the hall, and the coffin was lying quietly in the isolated glass.

Qin Mo Zhan took the incense from one side, lit it and worshipped him. He put the incense in the censer, and the red lotus in the back did the same.

Qin Mo Zhan takes a look at Mr. Zhuang sitting not far away. He finds that the man has only been absent for a few days. His eyes flash. At first, Zhuang Hong abandoned his wife and children in order to get promoted. Maybe the Chuang family has been cursed. The only offspring is Zhuang Qingwan, who was expecting Zhuang Qingwan to get married and give birth to children with this surname.

however, now that people are dead, the banker is a queen.

"Mr. Zhuang, there is life and death. You'd better stop mourning."

He walked over and could only say polite things like this.

Zhuang Hong didn't respond. His face was numb. He was in a black Zhongshan suit. He was holding the paper in his hand and kept throwing it into the basin.

Qin Mo Zhan raised eyebrows and did not feel embarrassed. He found a seat at will and sat down. He came to talk about things this time, not to offer incense to a dead man.

Looking up at the past, he found that the person sitting in the distance knew Zhou Yongsheng, and his mouth curved more. Now the Xiao family has issued the order to kill them. Zhou Yongsheng betrayed the Xiao family.

once found out, the Xiao family will not let him go. Unexpectedly, he will hide here.

In the evening, Zhuang Hong sits on the seat of the old house and looks at Zhou Yongsheng. His face is pale.

"I don't want to fight any more. Now my granddaughter is dead and tired. It's useless for you to come to me. It's against my conscience to hide those two people for you last time."

He said that the two men were shangguanrong and SHENGJUE. Su Xiaoxiao was right. They did not leave Los Angeles, but were hidden by the makers.

"Mr. Zhuang, your granddaughter was killed by song Jiujiu and Fu Tsai. Song Jiujiu is now married, and she is living a smart life, and Fu Tsai is about to marry her. They love each other. Who will shed a tear for your granddaughter? You say you don't want to investigate. You certainly don't know how desperate the people who infected with the virus are before they die. Their five viscera and six bowels will slowly melt, their seven orifices will bleed, the infected people will keep vomiting, and they will vomit their guts out of their stomachs. Can you imagine that picture? That's your favorite grandson

Zhou Yongsheng has sorrow on his face. Seeing that Zhuang Hong's eyes are red and the corners of his mouth are slowly hooked up, the Zhuang family is a good force, and the two people are old friends. This man will take him in and maybe help him deal with xiaojiabao.

Qin Mo Zhan didn't say anything. He only thought that the old man was really vicious. He said those words at the funeral of other people's granddaughter, but If the makers are involved, they will win even more. The enemy of the enemy is a friend.

Zhuang Hong's face is full of tears. She is the most beloved granddaughter, the only descendant of the family. Now she died in supola. Her body has not been brought back completely. She was cremated abroad. The only ashes were examined again and again. Where did the granddaughter suffer from these grievances before she died, but after her death

"Zhou Yongsheng, you don't have to stir me up. I won't take part in these things. I think you don't know what the existence of xiaojiabao is. If the banker is against xiaojiabao, I'm afraid that Ming Dynasty will become the enemy of xiaojiabaoThe old house of Tianzhuang will be blown into ruins. I'm very sorry for the death of my granddaughter, but I won't take the whole villa in! "

Zhuang Hong's face was red with anger, his hands were clenched into fists, and his whole body was shaking. You can see that he was trying to suppress himself.

Zhou Yongsheng was not discouraged, but looked at Qin Mo Zhan beside him with a trace of contempt on his face.

"Mr. Zhuang, xiaojiabao is very strong, but song September is not in xiaojiapu. She has come back now. We just need to catch her, even if we want xiaojiabao to hand over all the military power,

I'm afraid the old man Xiao will be willing to do so. How can the people who have achieved great things scare themselves? Song September is the seven inch dragon of xiaojiabao. As long as we hold the seven inch, we will be happy

You won, Mr. Zhuang. I believe you are not willing to take revenge on your granddaughter... "

Zhuang Hong's hands pressed more tightly. His nails were deeply embedded in his flesh. His chest heaved violently. Finally, he coughed violently.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yongsheng knew that the old man was in a bad mood. He immediately seized the opportunity and opened his mouth again.

"You think about Fu Zai everywhere, and even want to give him such a powerful power as the sword of the night. But how did Fu Zai repay you? At today's memorial service, when song and September killed your granddaughter, you and I were hiding in the villa. Maybe you think it's good to die Qingwan. Mr. Zhuang, you can't fight for some things... "

"Wow..."

Zhuang Hong vomited a mouthful of blood directly, and there was a faint pain in his chest. He always regarded Fu Tsai as a close door disciple. He even wanted to give the sword of the dark night to the other party. Last time, he saved the life of the

person, but his granddaughter died because of him. This is a knot in his heart.

Can't solve