Xia Jinyuan and Luke heard the sound of cobra, and they had a tacit understanding. Look at me, I look at you, Luke shrugged, patted the dust on his body, and was beaten so hard that he still gritted his teeth. The female soldier took a deep look and squatted at the corner of her mouth, motioning Xia Jinyuan and him to return to Cobra.
The Chinese female soldier is not bad, I hope she can make it through.
Xia Jinyuan, who turned and walked back to cobra, felt like a knife cut in his heart. With every step, his feet felt like walking on top of sharp glass dross. It hurts, his heart, his whole body... There is no place that doesn’t hurt. .
He can only turn around and leave. He can't even look at it more. He still has his tasks to complete, and he still has his things to do. I'm sorry, my love, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
At that moment, Xia Jinyuan, who was still handsome and indifferent, was dripping blood every step he took, and moist water on his face covered in the night slowly flowed out of his eye sockets, and finally sank into the corner of his mouth.
The tears were salty and bitter, just like his current mood.
Qin Maungsheng heard the dissatisfaction in cobra's voice, he smiled loudly and said: "Sorry, Mr. Cobra, I have delayed your precious time. Give me another three minutes, I will take the photo myself, and please come and see me immediately. Good goods carefully prepared for you."
"Give me the camera, hurry up!"
The camera was always in the hands of a Burmese woman, Dan Suo, and Chin Maung Seng said that she would take the photo herself. She also wanted to squeeze over and pass the camera, but a Burmese man by her side took the camera directly and handed it over to Chin Maung Sheng.
Densu, who has a perverted hatred of Chinese soldiers, was happy to see the Chinese female soldier being beaten. He stared secretly and made her lose the man who had close contact with the boss, and continued to stare with excitement. A Chinese female soldier who was also punched and kicked.
Hit, hit, hit hard, it's best to kill all three of them, don't let them go back to China alive!
Dust was raised in the punches and kicks, and the snow-white street lamp illuminates the dust flying like mist. Qin Mongsheng used the camera to look at Zhou Yijin who was still being kicked and took the picture with a "click".
Qin Mongsheng finished taking pictures of Zhou Yijin, and then pushed him to the ground. Liu Le, who was curled up with two tears on his face, also snapped the picture.
Xia Jinyuan, who stood next to Cobra, saw everything. The handsome face in the hidden shadow seemed indifferent, but his jaw was tight, and he endured it in pain. Without moving his gaze away, he watched all the atrocities coldly, and noted the face of the brutal beating of the Chinese female soldier.
He remembers these people! !
Ye Jian, the only one who was not beaten up, fell most of her angry gaze on Qin Mongsheng's face, leaving only a glimmer of light to look at her lover who was already standing in the shadows, only seeing the silhouette of her figure.
If it's her turn to be beaten violently next, please keep him as cold as he should be. Don't be a little bit strange.
It is your task for the western man whose sight is as dark as a poisonous snake, who always hides the darkness from the appearance and does not easily reveal his true face. Others have nothing to do with your task.
Summer team, please continue to keep your indifference!
The shoulder was kicked so hard that Ye Jian, who was kicking her whole body, suddenly retracted her gaze, and her vision became parabolic as she was kicked down, collected from the man she loved, and finally fixed on kicking her. Guy's face.
Qin Mengsheng stood with the camera in his hand, looking down at the female soldier with resentment, and after a few seconds, he showed a grinning grin.