Mr. Xiao’s Unconditional Love

He wanted to stand up, but before he drank too high, he fell back into the sofa before he stood up straight.

Meng Dong smiled and said, "Tang Shao, you are so good to sit down and rest! There is nothing outside. The old bones of them are waiting for you to sober up and go downstairs to enjoy mahjong! Mahjong?"

Tang Shaoting sat down on the sofa, took a pack of cigarettes on the coffee table, and nodded.

"Brother Tang is alive, and his favorite is Mahjong. He played a good hand!" Meng Dong smiled, taking the cigarette case out of his hand, winking at the servant, and they immediately took a set of equipment Put on the coffee table.

It's not sober tea.

It is a set of equipment for scalding drugs.

"Tang Shao, try it? This is much cooler than sucking ice!" Meng Dong held a small packet of white powder in his hand and looked at him, enticed.

Tang Shaoting turned his head and looked at Meng Dong who was sitting aside, "Meng Dong, I never touch these! Take it!"

He had a tough attitude, a handsome face cold as frost!

Meng Dong squinted his eyes, the corners of his mouth still had a cunning smile, and he was not dissuaded by Tang Shaoting's cold face. He stroked his black moustache, "Tang Shao, don't be so noble. In the group, who doesn't like this stuff? ?"

Tang Shaoting turned his head, a sneer appeared on the face of the originally cold and frosty handsome, "Meng Dong, you are trying to harm me!"

Not in doubt, but in the tone of the statement.

Meng Dong was stunned, and then laughed more openly, "Tang Shao is more worried, can I hurt you?!"

He said so, but he showed no timidity at all!

His men had already lit the alcohol lamp and burned the tin foil. Meng Dong poured the white powder on the tin foil little by little. However, before the smoke dispersed, Tang Shaoting pushed him away with a "bang"!

He stood up, but his body was shaking, as if he was about to fall at any time.

Meng Dong's expression also became ruthless. He looked at the servant, and the servant who seemed to be honest and on duty suddenly turned into a seemingly fierce master and surrounded Tang Shaoting.

"What is Dong Meng doing?!" Tang Shaoting looked at him and asked coldly.

"Tang Shao, the trick of asking you to enter the urn is really difficult to use on you, you said, I can easily let you go?" Meng Dong sat on the sofa, raised his legs, and smiled sinisterly at the corner of his mouth. Said.

"Come here!" Tang Shaoting shouted.

Didn't come in!

Dong Meng clapped excitedly and motioned his eyes. Four masters dressed as servants attacked Tang Shaoting. Tang Shaoting unbuttoned his military uniform, raised his fist, and prepared himself for defense. However, he seemed to be unstable in the next game.

For the sake of drinking too much!

Four of them dealt with him, and they fought. While they were fighting, Meng Dong lit himself a cigar, tilted his legs, and put one arm on the back of the sofa chair, watching Tang Shaoting suffer more and more.

"Tang Shaoting, admit it, tonight is your death date! Don't blame me, if you want to blame, you blame your father, blame you for being too arrogant!" Meng Dong said again.

Tang Shaoting was hit and bumped to the root of the wall. He shouted loudly again, but no one came over. At this moment, a big hand was walking towards him with a syringe in his hand. He was about to resist. The arm was clamped by a thug!

"Toast without eating and fine wine! Since you are not willing to smoke, I will give you a large dose and let you die!" Meng Dong stood up and said coldly. He triumphantly watched his subordinates give a very high concentration of large doses. The drug was injected into Tang Shaoting's arm...