His own little sweetheart

Chapter 1137, secret revealed 6
Sweetheart looked up at the driver's suspicious eyes, and she understood for a moment.

Too bad, she has no money with her to pay for the fare.

Sweetheart sat there, feeling a little awkward with her hands for a moment, not knowing where to put them, "That, I..."

The taxi stopped abruptly, the door was opened, the driver threw Sweetheart out, and said in a growl, "What kind of taxi do you do without money?"

With that said, the door was shut tightly with a bang.

Sweetheart was thrown down just like that, a bleak breeze blew past, and Sweetheart's hair fluttered along with it.

Uh, what's next?
Where should she go?
I tried my best to think about the memories of the past, but found that my brain was still blank.

Can't remember anything.

The only thing I can remember is the familiar figure from the back that I met in the hospital yesterday.

Sweetheart wrapped her clothes around her body, her brain was running fast.

Since I was the boy I met in the hospital, there must be cameras in the hospital.

As long as you find out the monitor and take a look at the boy's appearance, it may help you remember something.

And the child in my womb...

Sweetheart stretched out her small hand to caress her stomach, and raised her eyes firmly.

She looked around and found that it was a... residential building?

It looks sparsely populated.

Sweetheart took a step forward and walked ahead.

Just after taking two steps, a few big and three thick strong men came in front of them.

Holding a photo in their hands, they looked at Sweetheart, then at the photo, and asked their companions in fluent English, "Is it this person?"

"It seems to be the same as the touch on the photo!"

"That's right, give it to me!"

The leader gave an order, and these people walked towards Sweetheart with malicious intentions.

Sweetheart's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly had a particularly bad premonition.

"Who are you?" Sweetheart took a step back vigilantly and asked.

"You don't care who I am, someone pays and wants to kill you!" The man said, clenching his fists loudly.

Sweetheart looked around, many passers-by just took a look at this side, and left in a hurry.

"Little beauty, don't blame us, it's your fate!"

The man at the head said, waved his hand and made a gesture, "Give it to me!"

Two or three men rushed forward, and the scene became chaotic in an instant.

After a while, there were several men's wailing.

"Ah—don't, don't, my arm is going to break, please, don't break it again!" Sweetheart pressed her foot on the back of the man in the lead, holding his arm in her hand, desperately Pull back.

The man in pain was about to burst into tears.

And the rest of the men were also beaten to the ground by Sweetheart, their painting style... inexplicably handsome.

"Say, who told you to do it? Who wanted to kill me?" Sweetheart asked forcefully.

"I, I can't say it. If I say it, how can I mess around in the Tao in the future?"

"Don't say it?" Sweetheart smiled, and exerted more force on her hands, "Then I'll make it impossible for you to get along now!"

There was a heart-rending pain in his arm, and the man was about to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

My God, why didn't anyone tell him that this girl who looks weak and weak actually has such powerful taekwondo skills?
Simply!
(End of this chapter)