Girl, you are being calculated!

"Fart!" Wang Zhao yelled, "You fucking think I'm a three-year-old kid? Tell me to go abroad and let your mother's shit fart! If I can go abroad, I can still play with you here I know in my heart that this time I have fallen, and I can’t win the game, but who is I? I have been on the road since I was 13 years old, and the mountains and rivers that I fought with my bare hands are gone. I am not happy!"

He spat hard on the ground, "I'm telling you, when I fight with vigor and vigor, I can't be cowardly when I die. I want to die in a good manner, let them all see, you son of a bitch, the god of the police world!" How did you step on me!"

He frantically waved his arms at the reporters and policemen outside the gate, "Look at me, look at how I play with your god of the police world! How do I play with your supernatural idol! And his daughter, You are all watching, hahaha!"

Hearing Wang Zhao insulting her father like this in front of her, Xiao Huanhuan was so angry that she couldn't stop scanning the surrounding environment to observe Wang Zhao's weakness.

She found that all of Wang Zhao's chips were on the lighter in his hand.

His lighter was always burning, and he was stepping on a child covered in gasoline. If the sniper's bullet hit him, when he fell, the lighter would fall on the gasoline under his feet, and the child would be burned instantly. with.

That's why there are so many policemen, armed policemen, and special policemen in all directions, so they are afraid to take risks and let him yell arrogantly here.

She was trying to analyze the situation, looking for opportunities to save herself, when Wang Zhao's fat fingers suddenly pinched her face, rubbing it up and down ambiguously, "Xiao Ran, your daughter is so beautiful, her face is so tender!"

"Don't touch her!" Xiao Ran's eyes were so angry that they could spew fire.

"I won't touch her? Okay!" He lightly touched Xiao Huanhuan's face twice before he grinned and said, "If you don't want me to touch her, please beg me!"

"Dad! Don't!" Realizing that Wang Zhao was going to use her to threaten his father, Xiao Huanhuan shouted loudly: "Dad, I'm fine, leave me alone, you go! You go!"

"Ha! What a filial daughter!" Wang Zhao's expression seemed to be smiling or crying, "My son was so filial to me before! He is sensible and obedient, and has good grades. It's up to him, but...it's all you...it's all you..."

He pointed his finger at Xiao Ran tremblingly, "You did it! You killed my son, and I want you to pay for it, hahaha!"

"I didn't kill your son! He was convicted of intentional homicide and was sentenced to death by the court. It has nothing to do with me!" Xiao Ran looked at Xiao Huanhuan whose face was swollen from being pinched, his eyes hurt so much.

Why is it always like this?

It was like this ten years ago, and it will be like this again ten years later!

That time, in order to save his daughter, he shot his daughter's calf. The daughter's leg hurt and her body fell down involuntarily. The sniper took advantage of the moment when the kidnapper was busy tearing the falling illusion from his arms, and fired a single shot. Kill the kidnappers.

He thought that he had always stood upright and had no regrets in doing things, but after he shot his daughter, he had nightmares for many nights in a row, and the dreams were all about his bloody daughter.

At first, his wife couldn't understand what he was doing, and looked at him with angry and resentful eyes. Later, he woke up calling his daughter's name for several nights in a row, and his wife looked at him with love and pity.