Female president's private killer

Looking at the bald man carrying Duan Tiandao to his store with one hand, Mao Lan felt inexplicably that it was like an eagle catching a chicken, which was very interesting. He touched out the camera and snapped a few pictures.

"Is that what animal hemp very powerful?" Mao Lan looked curiously at the banging of his head on the wall around the corner, but Duan Tiandao didn't care at all. He couldn't help asking.

"I made it myself." The big man's posture of carrying Duan Tiandao is basically no different from that of carrying a big wild boar: "even a big wild boar of 500 or 600 kilograms has to sleep for 20 hours immediately. I've only seen him who can keep his eyes open for three or four hours under the animal hemp I prepared. " He didn't ask Duan Tiandao how he got the beast hemp at all. He seemed to have a definite number in his heart: "when I sold it to those dandies the other day, I warned them not to shoot people. It seems that they don't listen to advice."

Mao Lan couldn't help thinking of the tragedy of those people just now. He couldn't help laughing. Xiao Hei seemed to be very happy, shaking his tail and yelling.

Just a man and a dog looked at each other, but still didn't say anything.

"His body was soaked by the pool water. Just now he was soaked by sweat again. You should change his clothes quickly, too, or you will get seriously ill." The big man pushed open the inner room of the store door, heavily threw Duan Tiandao on a big bed covered with sheepskin mattress, pointed to a mahogany wardrobe next to him: "I still have some clean clothes here. Whether they fit or not, change them first."

The big man took the car key from Duan Tiandao: "just rest here and wait until he wakes up. I'll drive your car to a hidden place so that those people won't come. "

After that, he left. Xiao Hei shook his tail at Mao Lan, and Sahuan followed the bald man.

Mao Lan stopped for a long time, then remembered what: "hey? Who, who changed his clothes? "

There was silence outside the door.

Just now she was in a high tension, so she didn't feel anything. When she relaxed her mind, she felt wet all over and very uncomfortable on the ironed body. She looked at Duan Tiandao lying in bed with a very calm expression.

He must be very uncomfortable

The scenes flickered in front of the beautiful photographer like a movie picture. He jumped out of the cold pool without hesitation, saved himself from drowning, and flew to block the arrow for himself

It's hard to imagine how he could persist in not falling down if the anesthetic needle had such a great effect

He even insisted on taking it out for himself and beating those bastards

Thinking of the scenes of happy pictures, Mao Lan only felt very comfortable, and the words of high spirited: "I only know that no one can touch my woman!"

The beautiful photographer's face was as red as the sunset in the sky. She suddenly covered her hot cheeks and dared not open her eyes for a long time.

Does he think of himself as his woman?

Isn't he engaged?

Mao Lan was slightly stunned. Suddenly he bit his teeth hard and murmured, "he's really a sex wolf!"

Turning around, I wanted to step on Duan Tiandao's big face. A small foot stopped in the air, but I couldn't step on it anyway.

"Forget it!" The beautiful photographer angrily took back her little foot: "for your sake of saving me, let you go!" She then added, as if explaining to herself, "but don't get me wrong! I won't do anything to you just because you saved me! "

Mao Lan turned back angrily and heavily inserted the double-layer plywood wooden door. Many fine ash particles burst out from the gap of the door. It was chaotic in the sunset of the window, flying like the end of pearl, just like her own state of mind.

There is obviously more than one person who has such a complex state of mind like her.

At the moment, the pond is silent. The Yellow leopard and the green Wolf are far away from each other. They are quietly sorting themselves out. Finally, they have untied the shackles for them. At the moment, they are sitting far away by the pond, pretending to see nothing.

The only one still lying on the ground was Tang Handong.

The scene was quiet and strange.

After such an indescribable event, everyone doesn't know what kind of response should be made at this time.

The Yellow leopard and the green Wolf subconsciously looked at each other, and hurriedly avoided each other's eyes.

"Tang Shao." The Yellow leopard took two steps towards Tang Handong on the ground and called softly.

With this gentle sound, it seemed that Tang Handong, who was in the state of wood carving, was finally awakened.

"Give me the knife." Tang Handong took a long breath, which was very calm.

Huang Bao was stunned for a long time before he slowly said, "Tang Shao, it's not too late for a gentleman to avenge ten years. You, don't think about it..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Tang Handong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. His smile was very heroic.

People were puzzled.

"What?" Tang Handong glanced at the Yellow leopard lightly: "do you think I'll be short-sighted? I can't stand such a small setback? Give me the knife! "

Yellow leopard coughed, so he had to touch a green Steel Dagger around his waist, wipe his fingerprints carelessly, and throw it around Tang Handong.

Tang Handong suddenly flashed a fierce light in his eyes, held the dagger, roared and stabbed it hard into the ground in front of him!

Tang Handong didn't stop. He rose up and Yu Yong stabbed all the holes in the ground in front of him until he didn't have the strength to insert it anymore. He took a breath, threw away the dagger and began to wear pants with a very calm expression.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Don't worry." Tang Handong, who released his turbid breath from his chest, obviously calmed down, washed away the blood on his face with the pool of water, straightened his body and stood under the sunset: "today is the biggest humiliation I have encountered in Tang Handong's life. As long as I have one breath, I will not forget it."

Yellow leopard coughed: "don't worry, we promise we won't tell anyone about today..."

Tang Handong sneered: "I'm not worried at all. Who of us here has not suffered great humiliation? Talking about people is like talking about yourself. Whoever likes to talk to people will talk. "

Everyone was stunned together. When they remembered the scene just now, they couldn't help but flash a look of surprise and anger on their faces.

Tang Handong nodded with satisfaction, knowing that he had successfully provoked the common hatred of everyone: "yellow leopard and green Wolf, go and find out the details of this man."

The green Wolf couldn't help biting his teeth: "if you dare to humiliate our green iron Association, I will make his life worse than death!"

The Yellow leopard picked up his dagger, inserted it back into his waist and took a breath: "if this big revenge is not reported, we won't mix in nanchun!"

"Color butterfly." Tang Handong turned faintly to the edge of the pond.

The butterfly trembled involuntarily: "I, I am."

"Give me the phone." Tang Handong held out a hand to Caidie. Caidie turned her eyes and reluctantly said with a smile, "I, my phone has just broken..."

Tang Handong sighed: "I know you also took the picture just now. You just want me to give you the promised money. Don't worry. I won't go back on what Tang Handong promised, but I can't keep it."

Caidie had to hand the phone to Tang Handong.

Tang Handong took the phone in Caidie's hand and threw it into the pool with a "Gudong" sound. The deep pool soon swallowed up the small phone.

"Our enemy is the same man. From now on, we should twist it into a rope and stop playing with our own eyes. " Tang Handong tidied up his clothes, turned his head and strode away: "let's go."

The remaining three people were stunned and responded with the same voice: "yes!"

Mao Lan's face is very red, his little hands are very red, and even his neck is red.

This bastard really has potions on his body. The paint on his face has been washed off by the beautiful photographer, but that's not the point

The focus is on the body.

As a professional portrait photographer, she sees a lot of men's bodies. They are basically like Duan Tiandao, with clear muscles and beautiful lines.

The only difference is that when she saw those male models, she had no waves in her heart. However, when she looked at Duan Tiandao's body, she was very nervous. She took a dry towel in her small hand, wiped it on him carelessly, narrowed her eyes and tried not to see it, but she couldn't help going to see it after a while.

The beautiful photographer was so angry by her inexplicable mind that she turned Duan Tiandao over in a hurry.

This bastard is stupid and heavy!

What a pig!

The idea had just come out, and she couldn't help being stunned.

Duan Tiandao tried his best to stay at the gate of the big Han store until he fell down. He knew he couldn't carry him, and he certainly wouldn't abandon him on the way, lest he fall into the tiger's mouth again for him

Her mind hasn't finished yet. Duan Tiandao, who was very uncomfortable sleeping on his stomach, subconsciously turned over, so that she was satisfied and made a uniform breathing sound.

Mao Lan was about to step on his head with one foot. He suddenly moved in his heart and suddenly turned his head to look at his mountaineering backpack!

Oh, my God!

What a good chance this is!

Duan Tiandao is unconscious now. He just needs to take a picture of himself lying in his arms. Isn't the task a complete success?

A huge sense of happiness suddenly filled the brains of beautiful photographers!

Mao Lan didn't say anything. He hurried out of bed, carefully arranged the angle of the mountaineering backpack, took a deep breath, and returned to the bed again. Looking at the smelly man with a thicker face than the city wall, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he fit and lay down in Duan Tiandao's arms.

Beautiful photographers often take portrait photography. Naturally, they know how to take convincing evidence at this time. They close their eyes slightly and put one of their little hands on Duan Tiandao's warm chest at will.

Yes, that's it!

Start shooting now!

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