Chapter 599

Chapter 599

Yin Mo stood behind Xiao Yehui without saying a word, the word 'servant' slapped her face hard like a slap in the face.

Yes, she was born in the Chaleman family, her father was a housekeeper, and her mother was a servant, and from the moment she was born, she was destined to be only a servant of the Chaleman family.

The trajectory of her life was arranged early on, a servant for one day and a slave for the rest of her life.

Even if she joined the Seven Frontier Sons back then, she existed because of Xiao Yehui, because she was his shadow.

The seven sons don't ask about their origins, they don't ask where they come from, they live and die together at the border with their blood.

Yin Mo had imagined more than once how great it would be if he could stay at the border and live in the sun with dignity.

In the dark room, there is only a halo of light leaking from the lights outside the venue.

Xiao Yehui stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the melee that had ended, his gaze fell on Shang Yu who was pacing back, and a faint smile curled his lips.

It turns out that Xiaoqi...is so important to him.

Xiao Yehui sighed with a half-smile, and when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Yin Mo with a gloomy expression from the corner of his eye, and he slightly raised his eyebrows, "You look so sad, those who don't know think I killed your whole family. "

Yin Mo was horrified, and quickly put away the emotions he shouldn't have, and his expression returned to his usual numbness, "Duke, I..."

Xiao Yehui let out a soft snort, and as he paced outside the door, he said quietly, "Don't try to pass on news to them, and next time, leave the feng shui treasured land in the cemetery to your parents."

"The subordinate knows his mistake."

Yin Mo restrained the fear in his eyes, raised his eyes to look at Xiao Yehui's side face, and dared not show anything.

Everyone knows that Duke Charmain is gentle and gentle, but they don't know that there is wolf blood in his bones.

Good at plundering, unscrupulous.

...

On the other side, Shang Yu walked back to Li Qiao with the wounded all over the ground.

His fists were bloodied, his hair was disheveled, his shirt had been unbuttoned several times, and his exposed forearm also had several bruises.

The man supported both sides of the armrest of the wheelchair, leaned over, and touched Li Qiao's cheek with his hot fingertips. He didn't say anything, but stared at her condescendingly with his thick black eyes.

Li Qiao pursed her lips into a smile, and caressed his arm quietly, "Are you tired?"

Shang Yu looked at the scratch on her forehead, her Adam's apple rose and fell.

The muscles in his shoulders were unusually hard, and even though he had stopped, the veins on his forearm were still bulging.

Li Qiao's premonition was right, Shang Yu's mania broke out.

In the situation just now, if he was really allowed to deal with Dan Ying, it would definitely aggravate the aggressiveness of the mania.

Fortunately, he is still sane.

Li Qiao's hand slowly slid down to Shang Yu's forearm, rubbing it lightly, and said softly: "Go back, let the third brother handle the rest."

Shang Yu drooped his eyelids, "Yes."

Li Qiao hooked his arms, stood up from the wheelchair, and looked at A Chang, "You stay and help."

Achang took the order, and handed out the small cloth bag in his hand, "Okay, Miss Seven, you can take this."

Li Qiao nodded to him, grabbed the bag and walked to the other end of the market with Shang Yu on her arm.

Luo Yu and Wei Lang also panted heavily to keep up in time.

This group of thugs in the stadium is more difficult to deal with than ordinary bodyguards.

If the boss hadn't joined the battle, it might not be so easy to end.

...

Near eleven o'clock at night, two commercial vehicles returned to the border factory.

The left-behind children Mochizuki and Zhuifeng ran out of the dormitory upon hearing the news.

"Boss, you didn't..."

It seems that there is something wrong.

Mochizuki stared blankly at the faces of Li Qiao, Luo Yu, Wei Lang and the others, and looked up at the sky, feeling very confused.

Miss Li was injured? !

Li Qiao nodded to them, without saying much, she walked towards her dormitory unhurriedly, holding Shang Yu's arm and a small cloth bag in the other hand.

Mochizuki wanted to follow and take a look, but Yu Yu pulled her back by his collar, "Don't go, Boss, they need to rest."

Zhuifeng still had a cigarette in his mouth, and pointed at Luo Yu's red and swollen cheekbones, "Are you guys in a gang fight?"

"Well, almost."

Wangyue and Zhuifeng looked at each other, then hooked Luoyu's shoulders on the left and right, and dragged her to the playground, "Come on, tell us a story."

Wei Lang looked at their figures in place, thought for a while, and limped to find a place to heal his injuries.

It's all plastic.

...

In the dormitory, Li Qiao pulled Shang Yu and pushed the door open.

The man hasn't said a word since he left the market.

The strength of the whole body seemed to have not been removed, and the whole person seemed very stiff.

Li Qiao pressed his shoulders to make him sit on the bed, turned around to get a water glass, but Shang Yu's still-hot palm grabbed her left wrist fiercely.

The man was breathing heavily, his fingers were trembling slightly, and his eyes locked on Li Qiao's empty wrist.

He restrained his own strength, struggling in his eyes, "wrist watch?"

As soon as Shang Yu spoke, Li Qiao's heart sank completely.

That kind of hoarse and rough voice could not hear his original tone at all.

Li Qiao moved her fingers slightly and rolled her throat, "I picked it off before the game."

At that time, she handed over her mobile phone and watch to Nan Yu.

Shang Yu closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and whispered in a suppressed tone, "Take it back..."

Li Qiao put the cloth bag beside the bed, raised her hand to brush away the messy hair on his forehead, "Okay, I'll get it later."

The man was very stubborn, he pinched her wrist and gave it a nudge, "Go now."

Li Qiao took half a step back, looked at his cheek, shook her head and sighed softly, "She hasn't come back yet."

As she said that, she moved forward again, pulled her left wrist outward, and prepared to sit in his arms to comfort him.

As everyone knows, the accident happened suddenly.

Li Qiao knew that he was enduring the impact of the onset of symptoms with willpower, but he had no idea that he was on the verge of losing control.

The violent tendencies of mania never distinguish between the targets of attack.

So much so that she just bent down to approach Shang Yu, his body reacted before his consciousness.

Li Qiao was injured, and her reaction and speed could not be compared with usual.

In such an instant, the man suddenly threw her away with great strength, his eyes were red like blood, and his muscles were tense again.

Li Qiao was thrown away unexpectedly, and took a few steps back. The injured part of her left waist hit the corner of the table behind her.

My whole body hurts, my bones hurt.

Li Qiao supported the table with one hand, before she could recover, a shadow fell over her head.

She didn't know how much sanity Shang Yu still had, but one thing was certain, he couldn't be stimulated any more.

Li Qiao watched the man vigilantly, and found that he was showing an abnormal state of excitement.

Shang Yu walked up to Li Qiao, leaning over slightly stiffly, his hot palm grabbed her chin, his scarlet eyes were extremely frightening, "You promised me that you won't get hurt again in a fight. "

4D Small Explosion Update, here you go.