MTL - Salted Fish Doesn’t Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property-Chapter 129 if

The surgery is a red light, and after 20 hours, the green light is restored.

The doctor came out wearing a mask with a tired face and looked at the crowd sitting outside the door: "Who are the family members?"

"I am." Lou Quan stood up first under everyone's attention, before he and Qingqin had notarized and became each other's intended guardians, "What's the situation? Sample?"

"It was temporarily stabilized, but the brain was injured. I don't know when I will be able to wake up. Please be prepared for not being able to wake up."

The man didn't speak, just widened his eyes, but it was enough for all bystanders to notice the incomparable sadness that suddenly rose from him.

The destruction of is to annihilation.

Lou Quan opened and closed his lips, lost his voice several times, and finally said: "Okay, I understand."

They finally saw the rescued Qing Qin, across the glass window of the ICU.

The young man who built a huge business empire with one hand lay quietly on the bed, his face pale and delicate, like a little prince immersed in a beautiful dream.

If it weren't for him being as lifeless as a sculpture at the moment.

In this accident, the people sitting in the back row were almost unscathed. Lou Quan only scratched his forehead when he slammed into the front row, and immediately realized the accident When this happened, he immediately called an ambulance, then got out of the car and pulled Qing Qin out of the completely deformed front of the car.

Maybe it's too late.

For the first time, the boss of the old building didn't raise his nose and eyes at him, just sat there silently like everyone else, and put one hand on his son's back.

He couldn't understand this kind of mood? In that accident more than ten years ago, in many nights when he woke up in the middle of the night, he had already lost his wife pain.

Ten years of life and death are boundless, unforgettable.

When Qing Qin woke up, the first thing he saw was a blue sky, clear and cloudless.

He turned over and struggled to get up, his body was stiff, but there was no pain: something was wrong, someone should have called an ambulance this time.

While wondering, he looked around.

"Meow—" A shrill cat meow sounded.

Qing Qin jumped up in horror, rolled three times on the ground, slammed into the paper box, barely stopped, stood up tremblingly, staring at his furry little jiojio.

This place is like an alley, not an intersection just after a car accident.

My hand is no longer a hand, it looks like a cat's paw.

He turned his claws, looked at the pink plum blossoms, struggled to restrain his desire to lick a bite, and calmly analyzed the current situation: the first time it was reborn and the second time ripe, now This look is very likely to have crossed again, and even wore it on a cat, it looks like a raccoon cat.

I don't know if it was worn dead or alive.

Dog Man…

Qing Qin shook his head, and his ears twitched twice: No matter, now go to investigate the surrounding situation first, and confirm whether it is still in the original world.

Afterwards, he saw a small butterfly flapping its white wings gently flying over and landing on the tip of his nose.

I want to...I want to...

The white butterfly fluttered its wings and flew lightly into the distance.

Qing Qin couldn't control his instincts, he kicked his hind legs and chased the butterfly and rushed out. Leap, will? This little thing is perfectly in the palm of your hand.

Follow Ben's plum blossom claws!

No, Qing Qin returned rationally and found that he was chasing the little butterfly. He didn’t know where he ran to. Looking at the surrounding environment, one side was weeds and ditch, the other side was brick red The wall has a thorn on it.

He felt a little familiar, so he could not help but put down his prey and trot around the wall.

After a while, he stopped in front of the main entrance, raised his head and looked at the landscape stone and the incomparably huge golden letters on it.

Seven Treasures?

It's not the Qibao Industrial Park behind, but the soon-to-be-bankrupt Qibao Factory that was handed over to him at the beginning!

What's the matter? A year ago, the Qibao factory has stopped production and is being renovated. It will be transformed into the Qibao Museum and become a tourist attraction. It is absolutely impossible to be like this now. .

A vague premonition appeared in Qing Qin's mind, and then he heard a commotion behind him.

Qing Qin turned his head and saw more than a dozen local hooligans, talking and laughing, all of them carrying a bucket of red paint in their hands, and they poured it on the wall without hesitation .

Fuck, destroying my factory in front of me is too bold.

These hooligans did not expect that a good thing would be spoiled by a cat, so they immediately came over cursing and wanted to catch the cat.

Qing Qin has rich fighting experience, and dexterously runs back and forth between a dozen people and takes advantage of his agility. One paw and one mouth.

In less than three minutes, these hooligans had a lot of color on them.

During this commotion, people who were still in the factory also came out.

Qing Qin's newly acquired sensitive auditory and truthful feedback?

"It's that group of people here again."

"Why won't you let go of our Qibao?"

It's Mr. Li!

He stopped abruptly, tripped a gangster, and let him fall into the paint bucket.

Several gangsters were still in anger when they saw the hair of this extraordinarily arrogant wild cat explode and swish to the corner of a side wall.

"What are you doing here!" The roar of the middle-aged man has already passed over, attracting their attention.

Qing Qin also made a new judgment after hearing Mr. Li's voice. There is another possibility that he is now traveling back into the past. This is the first time he took over Qibao scene!

Speaking of which, I seem to be a raccoon cat, isn't it my own little raccoon?

Qing Qin was horrified, who could imagine that the kitten he raised was actually another himself?

In any case, let's look at the situation again.

Qing Miao lowered her body, carefully stuck her head out from the corner, and observed secretly.jpg

Things?

President Li and the rest of the workers went up to them angrily, and then they were punched down by the gangsters who were also full of anger. :

"I advise you to give up as soon as possible, the old man. The boss of this factory doesn't want to care anymore. What are you!"

"Hahahaha, I'm just pouring one? What about buckets of paint, do you think anyone will care?"

"Qibao has long since died. You might as well go back and hold your grandson when you are old. Don't get in the way of our money."

No, where am I?

Qing Qin stood in the corner, with humanized worries in the amber cat eyes.

Going to the gangsters.

He appeared like a magic weapon descending from the sky, his claws quickly lit up, and he poked the opponent's eyes directly. Pushing on his cheek, he folded his body and threw himself on another person's face.

This trick is sinister and ruthless, and it caused three or four people to bleed on their faces in a short time. When the gangsters were leaderless, they subdued them all and planned to **** them to the police station.

Qing Qin retired, fluttered lightly on the landscape stone, turned his head and licked his **** side.

At this moment, he doesn't care about getting dirty at all, and his mind is full of whether the hair will grow back. I don't want to be naked and ugly like a two-legged beast!

Then a hand tentatively placed under his nose and shook it gently.

Qing Qin raised his head, it was a familiar little brother, remembering that, this one was a worker before, and later became a guard in the industrial park, and now he is the minister of the security department.

After all, he is an acquaintance, he raised his chin reservedly, and gave you a chance to play a cat.

The other party is very knowledgeable, and the master who will serve after a while is comfortable, and even snoring is picked up and taken to the small office building.

The little brother took a piece of fish from his lunch and put it in front of Qingqin: "Now this is the only thing that can reward you, the factory is not very profitable now, it will take a while? I'm going to work elsewhere, and I don't know if I can still find a job, everyone is like this."

Qing Qin immersed himself in eating fish. He was very hungry after exercising vigorously.

After barely eating enough, he stopped to comb his fur slowly, found a high place and jumped up to inspect his territory.

Old, backward, dilapidated, stale.

In his memory? Mr. Li, who has always been accustomed to fighting chicken blood, has come back and sat at the door dejectedly. He even lit a cigarette. He seemed to be talking to the person on the other side of the phone: " Dad watched this factory get up, really can't, really can't put it down, don't persuade me..."

The middle-aged man sighed, hung up the phone, and communicated with the person next to him: "I lost money, 5000 per person, let them get rabies vaccine."

Then he saw the little cat standing in the distance, looked up at him, showed a gentle smile, and stretched out his hand: "This is our great hero, come and come. "

Qing Qin walked over with proud little steps, rubbed his hand twice with restraint, and then walked away with her tail raised.

But he didn't think for a long time, he couldn't control his body's instinct and fell asleep comfortably in the sun.

When Qing Qin woke up in a daze, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the round moon in the sky.

Qing Miao turned over and stood up, stretched her body into a long strip, and meowed comfortably, then her ears moved and she looked in the direction of the office building.

He ran over quietly, squatted on the window sill, looked through the window and the dim yellow light, and saw Mr. Li holding a rope hanging on the high on the exposed ventilation duct, and then stepped on the small bench.

"Meow—" Qing Qin didn't know how many times he frantically fried his hair today.

The life of the company is so important, what are you doing!

Don't die!

The author has something to say: World Consciousness: Let me lick the cat for another second!