Feng Nishang saw that Yanqing's teeth were clenched together, and his face turned red.
But he didn't expect that at this moment, he flew out a stone, as if touching some mechanism, and saw the place where the old man was fighting sinking. Yanqing found an opportunity, broke away from the man, and landed on the ground.
, and ran wildly towards the room.
Watching the excitement, I laughed even louder, also laughing at the fact that the old man had fallen into Yanqing's trap.
The old man climbed out of the trap, and walked towards the room with a gray face, but Yanqing came out just as Yanqing came out. Feng Nishang and Pangdun were both stunned when they saw Yanqing carrying a weak man on his back.
The woman, the woman is about forty years old, but she is aging like an old man in her fifties, her face is gloomy, she obviously doesn't have much time left.
"Son, what's wrong..."
The woman couldn't see, but she felt Yan Qing's panic at this moment and asked weakly.
"No, it's okay!" Yanqing swallowed his saliva and looked at the old man standing in front of him warily.
At this moment, Pangdun asked the man next to him, "What is going on?"
"You must not be locals, Yanqing. This poor guy always does this, but it's pitiful to say. Did his mother see that she has been sick since ten years ago? If it weren't for this guy Yanqing,
She has died a long time ago. The poor guy Yanqing has no money, so he always sells his body on the street to bury his mother. In fact, he is specifically deceiving people from outside, because we people in Bacheng have all been deceived, and this poor guy is
I like to lie to people..."
Feng Nishang was stunned. She looked at Yanqing again.
The clothes Yanqing was wearing were made of very low-quality fabrics. He was pretty good-looking, had good-looking features, and was a little smart, but he just needed a beating.
Now Yanqing's eyebrows were solemn. He stared closely at the old men in front of him, with a hint of stubbornness in his eyes.
"Then what's going on with this guy?" Pang Dun asked again.
The question was asked by the old man.
"Dajian, he is a warrior who just moved into our Bacheng city not long ago. He was deceived by Yanqing last time, but Yanqing later returned the money to him, but Dajian's habit is a bit special, you know
Yes!" The man who explained to Pang Dun smiled obscenely.
I understand, but why don’t I understand? It’s just that I like men.
Yan Qing is tall and handsome, and if it weren't for the fact that she looks a little shabby when she smiles and is dressed a little differently, she is actually quite talented.
Especially suitable for the taste of some good-looking people.
Yan Qing's trap just now may have angered the man named Da Jian. His burly figure stood in front of Yan Qing and looked at him fiercely.
The woman asked weakly, as if she felt that there were many people in her home.
"Mom, it's okay!!!"
Yanqing's expression also changed, becoming fierce and glaring at Da Jian in front of him, as if to say, if you don't leave, I will definitely make you regret it.
But it was this expression that angered Na Da Jian, "Little liar, how dare you stare at me again???"
"roll!"
Da Jian waved his hand and slapped Yan Qing on the head. Yan Qing retreated, but it was a little too late. Da Jian's hand slapped Yan Qing's head. Yan Qing's body was too thin to withstand the impact.
He fell on the pillar. Feng Nishang saw that Yanqing's teeth were clenched together, and his face turned red.
But he didn't expect that at this moment, he flew out a stone, as if touching some mechanism, and saw the place where the old man was fighting sinking. Yanqing found an opportunity, broke away from the man, and landed on the ground.
, and ran wildly towards the room.
Watching the excitement, I laughed even louder, also laughing at the fact that the old man had fallen into Yanqing's trap.
The old man climbed out of the trap, and walked towards the room with a gray face, but Yanqing came out just as Yanqing came out. Feng Nishang and Pangdun were both stunned when they saw Yanqing carrying a weak man on his back.
The woman, the woman is about forty years old, but she is aging like an old man in her fifties, her face is gloomy, she obviously doesn't have much time left.
"Son, what's wrong..."
The woman couldn't see, but she felt Yan Qing's panic at this moment and asked weakly.
"No, it's okay!" Yanqing swallowed his saliva and looked at the old man standing in front of him warily.
At this moment, Pangdun asked the man next to him, "What is going on?"
"You must not be locals, Yanqing. This poor guy always does this, but it's pitiful to say. Did his mother see that she has been sick since ten years ago? If it weren't for this guy Yanqing,
She has died a long time ago. The poor guy Yanqing has no money, so he always sells his body on the street to bury his mother. In fact, he is specifically deceiving people from outside, because we people in Bacheng have all been deceived, and this poor guy is
I like to lie to people..."
Feng Nishang was stunned. She looked at Yanqing again.
The clothes Yanqing was wearing were made of very low-quality fabrics. He was pretty good-looking, had good-looking features, and was a little smart, but he just needed a beating.
Now Yanqing's eyebrows were solemn. He stared closely at the old men in front of him, with a hint of stubbornness in his eyes.
"Then what's going on with this guy?" Pang Dun asked again.
The question was asked by the old man.
"Dajian, he is a warrior who just moved into our Bacheng city not long ago. He was deceived by Yanqing last time, but Yanqing later returned the money to him, but Dajian's habit is a bit special, you know
Yes!" The man who explained to Pang Dun smiled obscenely.
I understand, but why don’t I understand? It’s just that I like men.
Yan Qing is tall and handsome, and if it weren't for the fact that she looks a little shabby when she smiles and is dressed a little differently, she is actually quite talented.
Especially suitable for the taste of some good-looking people.
Yan Qing's trap just now may have angered the man named Da Jian. His burly figure stood in front of Yan Qing and looked at him fiercely.
The woman asked weakly, as if she felt that there were many people in her home.
"Mom, it's okay!!!"
Yanqing's expression also changed, becoming fierce and glaring at Da Jian in front of him, as if to say, if you don't leave, I will definitely make you regret it.
But it was this expression that angered Na Da Jian, "Little liar, how dare you stare at me again???"
"roll!"
Da Jian waved his hand and slapped Yan Qing on the head. Yan Qing retreated, but it was a little too late. Da Jian's hand slapped Yan Qing's head. Yan Qing's body was too thin to withstand the impact.