Young grandma just wants to be the boss

Chapter 813 The Little Peacock Was Surprised [Next]

Then... the little girl stretched out her hand behind him, silently took out the anti-wolf electric shock baton hidden in her sleeve, and poked him hard on the waist—pop!

A strong electric current passed through, and someone was knocked down again.

The little girl put the man down and left without looking back...

She was crying as she walked, but this time she didn't speak, and she could only see from her back that her two little hands kept wiping away her tears, she looked so pitiful.

Dennis: "..."

... You played too much, Little Lemon got angry?

It's just that once you break through the psychological defense line, it's like getting through Ren Du's second channel... awkwardness is awkward, but if you bully others, you will be several levels higher than before in an instant.

A certain person didn't even think the outdoor ground was cold in winter, lying there, his voice coolly reminded, "A few days ago, the person who pretended to be my mother in the mall, plus today's sneak attack, I have met two people in a short period of time. I don’t know if I was targeted by someone again, and there may be countless assassinations waiting for me. You go, maybe this turn around is a farewell.”

The little girl was so frightened that she could no longer move her raised leg.

She stood there for a while, then turned back to look at him, "Woo..."

She didn't leave, but she refused to approach him, and burst into tears.

A certain person found that the bitter trick was too easy to use, so he simply continued to move, "Come and help me, I can't get up."

The little girl hurried over to help him.

Someone was in a good mood, and grabbed the hand she extended, "Didn't you ignore me? Why did you come over as soon as I said it? Don't be angry with me, or are you willing to trust me?"

The little girl wiped her tears, "No, I don't believe anything else you say, and I believe you when you say you can't get up, because your waist is not good."

That cute and pitiful voice didn't mean to annoy him on purpose, but that she really thought so...

Dennis: "..."

He threw the little girl's hand away, and said in a vicious voice, "I don't need your help, I can stand up by myself! Because my waist is, special, special, good!"

He said, standing up really.

He also deliberately didn't support the ground with his hands. With his strong waist and strong physical strength, even when this kind of ordinary person would be paralyzed by the electric shock and fell to the ground so stiff that he couldn't move, he seemed to move quickly and powerfully. Stand up straight.

...but no one appreciates it at all.

As soon as the little girl saw that he didn't need to be supported, she walked away without looking back, and continued to cry while walking.

Dennis, who doesn't care if his waist is good or not: "..."

Moreover, whether to use bitter tricks to make himself respected, or to resolutely defend the dignity of a man and justify his name... This is a question.

He walked a few steps quickly, rushed to the little girl's side in the blink of an eye, carried her on his shoulders, and led him to kill him to his car like a bandit.

Zhao Mengmeng has been struggling, you let me down, you let me go, I don't want to go with you!

"Don't move!" Dennis held down the leg she had almost kicked against the car door, and pointed to the door handle, the dark black square patch that was hard to see even if you looked carefully.

"A bomb was planted in the car." His voice was calm, as if he had brushed shoulders with death, and it wasn't something worth panicking about.

In fact, he even wanted to laugh a little.

Because the timing of the bomb's appearance was really good, it was easy for him to dismantle a bomb, but he could use this opportunity to make Little Lemon stop being angry and run away.

As expected, the little girl didn't dare to move any more, she obediently lay on his shoulder, obediently like a little rabbit.

She seemed to be crying again, took out her cell phone, and wanted to call for help.

Dennis snatched her mobile phone directly, "It's too late, it's going to explode in one minute."

He pointed to the ground under his feet, "Did you see it? It's not the same luster as the floor tiles next to it. It should be the fake one just replaced. It is connected to the bomb and has a gravity sensing system inside. I just need to step out of these few floor tiles. One step, and you will be blown to pieces immediately."

Normally, he would not have fallen into this kind of trap, but today, there was still a little smoke around him that hadn't completely dissipated, and he saw someone from the Flame League just now, so he was careless.

Zhao Mengmeng's face turned pale, "Then, what should I do?"

A certain old god was there, "There is 1 minute left, it's too late to dismantle the bomb, but..."

He pointed to the gravity sensing system under his feet meaningfully.

The little girl nodded quickly, "I know, I won't move around, hurry up and take it apart, I will definitely not affect you!"

She can't help, but she will definitely not hold back.

Someone raised his eyebrows, "Hold me."

The little girl's eyes were red from crying, and she looked at him hesitantly.

"hug!"

The little girl flinched in fright, and stretched out her hand quickly.

"Don't yell at me, I'm timid, I'm afraid I will move around..." she asked pitifully.

Timid?If he is timid, he dares to leave him again and again and leave. In this world, no one dares to treat him like this!

Someone ignored the passing time and continued to demand harshly, "Hold tight."

The little girl had to follow suit.

She originally wondered if Dennis was lying to her as before, but when the door opened, she saw that Dennis precisely opened the passenger seat and found the bomb that had counted down to more than 20 seconds, and then I didn't even dare to have any doubts.

Holding him tightly with her little hands, Zhao Mengmeng's little face turned pale with fright, watching the countdown countdown in panic.

Dennis' expression didn't change at all, he was even leisurely and methodical, but his movements were extremely fast.

The little girl was afraid of affecting him, so she was careful even her breathing. She watched with bated breath that the actual dismantling process of the bomb was different from what was shown in the movie. Knowing what Dennis was doing, I just thought it was complicated.

Dennis was actually afraid that any change in his expression would scare her. In fact, he raised his eyebrows slightly in his heart now, and even appreciated it.

This bomb is homemade, but its level is definitely high. It kills the finished products that can be bought in the arms market. I don't know who is trying to bomb him this time, but it is quite capable.

There are only 10 seconds left on the timer.

After blinking his eyes, only single digits remained in the beating numbers.

But Dennis suddenly stopped all his movements, speaking quickly and in a cool voice, "It can't be dismantled, wait for death."

"..." The little girl didn't say anything, and suddenly she didn't know where the courage came from, she leaned over and kissed him hard on the lips.

Dennis: "..."

What a damn...surprise.

He suddenly discovered that the level of happiness in his heart that he "has never been so happy in his life" has been refreshed many times, and every refresh is because of this little lemon.

(End of this chapter)