MTL - Rescuing the Supporting Character-Chapter 190 The boss of the final article, hello seventeen

There has never been such a person in his life, everything is his fantasy... The doctor in the white coat repeatedly gave him the idea to instill.

Jiang did not know how he had survived the painful years. Every time the argument was exchanged was a more severe imprisonment.

The medicine in the mental hospital always made him sleepy, and her memory began to blur. He wrote her name on the picture book, full, page after page, all warm, warm, warm, warm...

However, she has never been there. Gradually, he no longer mentions to people and no longer tries to escape.

Now, just when he thought that he was born with an illusion because of his grandfather’s death, she came back – it’s a great irony.

The dusty figure stood not far from him. She laughed and whispered and whispered to his half-brother, and Jiang could even see the reddish fainting on Jiang Shaohua's face.

Twelve years, nine months and seven days.

Jiang has bitten his teeth, and his feet are as heavy as lead, unable to move.

Just when he was so calm and ready to turn and leave, she turned. At that moment, the surprise in her eyes was like a fake.

all fake.

"I don't know you." He heard himself calmly.

There is a squeaky voice in the study room. Jiang was sitting in the back of the classroom, pinching the pen in his hand, and the fingertips seemed to leave the rest of her shirt.

"Hey--" The harshness of the legs rubbing against the ground broke a room.

The classmates in the classroom turned back and saw Jiang suddenly got up and hooked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair.

The last row of boys looked at each other. "What happened today, no one provokes him?"

One of the boys who looked more like Sven raised the gold-rimmed glasses on the lower nose and looked at the shortest one among them: "Have you forgotten to help the river leave?"

"No," said the short man, crying and sullen. "I didn't say that I had something to go out in the afternoon. I also went to the old witch to help him with the fake. I don't know what happened. One lesson is halfway up." He turned back from his own. It really is not my business."

The Phnom Penh man looked thoughtfully at the open classroom door: "This way, will it be another problem with his dad."

"Don't say it, I don't like to mention the family."

The playground at night was cold and clear, and the four leafy trees were covered with dark green at the top, and the rest of the branches were all in the dark. The river slowly passed through the runway, and a person's footsteps seemed particularly lonely on such a quiet night.

When he got out of school, he took out his mobile phone and called: "What activities are there at night?"

The voice on the phone was noisy, and the noisy music mixed with heavy drums came out of the earpiece, just like another world of magical dance. The fierce yelled at the scorpion: "Boss, things are done, we are all playing outside."

I couldn't hear the answer for a long time. The fierce thought that there was no signal. The mobile phone was swaying. "Hey? Hey, hey, boss?"

"Report address." Jiang left the mouth.

The fierce stunned his eyes, and gave him a few hands next to him. The next one slaps them and makes them whisper. When they get up, they go to the gate. When you talk again, the surrounding environment is much cleaner: "It’s still the old place at the intersection of West Street, the one we often go to."

"I will wait until I pass." The cold male voice seemed a little far away in the night wind.

The fierce hesitant, humming the microphone and lowering the tone: "Boss, are you okay? You don't hate this noisy place."

"It's not annoying," Jiang smashed the painful forehead. It was rare to hang up the phone without paying attention to it. "There are many people there, and people who see us gather together will have hidden dangers." Not fatal, but deal with it. It is also very trivial.

Just tonight he doesn't want to be alone. His heart can't be calmed down.

The boss who can get the ignorant explanation, the fierce is somewhat flattered. I remembered that the woman who was waiting outside the boss’s door, thoughtfully proposed: “It’s not very convenient for us to meet there. The venue is too messy. If I go to the store outside to buy two dozen beers, the two brothers have not been there for a long time. Have a drink together, don't use other places, just drink at your house, how?"

"Also." Jiang was silent and hung up.

Hearing the other side to close the line, the fierce pick up the phone and touched his chin and smiled.

"It’s not a big deal to think about it in advance, and to make a good relationship with the future." He took out his wallet and checked the number of sheets in it. He said to himself with satisfaction: "Well, according to the abnormality of the boss, it seems that it is really necessary."

With the fate of the future, I said that I would go out and envy the little rabbit. Before the fierce regret, the fierce man only gave the future a big twenty dollars.

I knew that she might succeed, how much he gave a few hundred!

The fierce man who made up his mind to fight the iron is running very fast, but the place where Di is far from the river is still far away. When he arrives, Jiang Li has just entered the community.

After taking a dozen of his left-handed beer, Jiang was about to open his mouth and the phone in the fierce pocket suddenly rang.

He smiled apologetically, and walked out and touched it. He picked up it and it was a madness: "There are some things in the mix! It’s just a little bit out of time. There is something to say, there is a fart, let’s give it to the grandfather. Scorpion?!"

The men there have become accustomed to his temper, and he is calm and sighed: "After you just walked, someone came to look for it, and then he fought."

"Hit up?!" The fierce rushed. A pair of eyes just wanted to ask someone to copy a guy to do a big job, the corner of the eye will be stunned to Jiang from the slight frown, busy changing a cold tone.

"I didn't tell you all about it. We have to keep a low profile recently. It's nothing to provoke things outside. Be careful of the big things of the boss, I can't eat you!"

"Ask me if anyone is hurt." Jiang Li was faint.

The fierce screamed and asked the past. The other side said: "Nothing serious, I will pull a hole in Qing Kui's hand. Skin trauma, two or three days will be fine. Things are now settled, is the younger brother under Liu Sanxuan's hand. We also do not want to make things big, After losing the money, the tea will let them go after losing the money."

How can he let go? He has long seen Liu Sanjun’s Lao Wang Ba not pleasing to the eye. Such a good opportunity does not knock him.

The fierce is quite a bit regrettable. The head is waiting to say that everyone is fine, suddenly smashed the wine from the river.

With the boss to drink and contact the feelings and promote the good things in the future, these two choices... It seems that it is not so tangled.

Wine can be drunk often, and scorpions are not always available.

"Boss, Qingkui suffered a bit of injury, I have to go to the hospital to see. This is not the case, the wine is placed here, catch me tomorrow, I will come again?" The face of the fierce Founder is serious, and it looks really sincere.

"Wait," Jiang stayed in the footsteps. "The things are taken up, I will go with you."

The fierce man almost gave a sigh, and quickly changed his mouth: "Don't stop, don't bother. It's a little hurt, it's just a matter of bandaging. Qingkui hasn't seen anything in the world, mainly to scare me. I will go to the guide."

Qing Kui, who has never seen the world, is erasing the blood marks on his hands and cooking with others. I don’t know that the next day, I will be wrapped up in a scorpion.

The fierce flickered the boss, went out two steps and went back, and put another beer on the right hand to the river and smiled. "Small wine is good, small wine is good, since you buy it, don't waste it. ""

Jiang looked at the back of his fast-moving, and then looked at the two dozens of wine in his hand, silently going upstairs.

Once in the channel, it was covered in the shadow. Without lighting, he is used to such darkness.

The stairwell is as narrow as ever. Jiang Li is not without money to move into a better house, but the location here is more suitable to contact his eyeliner. What's more, there is no need for his family to take care of, and what is the relationship between where he lives.

Turning around the corner is the seventh floor.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the support of the landmines of West Africa! Thank you~(づ ̄3 ̄)づ~

Sicily threw a mine

Throw time: 2014-10-0121:36:26

Sicily threw a mine

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