He continued to murmur: "You are full of fire, desperate, brave and tenacious. Under the fake appearance of wielding a knife, you are an out-and-out child. Because you are different from others I know, you fascinated me.
, but it makes me angry and drives me crazy. I love her so deeply in my heart. From the first time I saw you, this is a disease. I am afraid of you. You are a heartless and selfish person.
, just like a child crying for a toy. Once he gets it, he breaks it easily. You can laugh if you want, but I have always taken care of you and pampered you. I will give you everything you want, but you
You always make me angry." Then Miantang muttered worriedly to Zhongzhong, "You are my venom."
Na Mian Tang was mumbling something, and his voice was full of prayers, which made people feel sad. After Mian Tang finished speaking these words, he could no longer hold on, and fell into a drowsy sleep.
Even when Song Da called him, he couldn't hear anything clearly.
Ah Wu Lu and You Si Ji obviously didn't understand the love between children, so they were so embarrassed that they squatted aside. He Keshan continued to perform his surgical procedure with an expressionless face. Song Da looked at the brother of life and death in front of him with some secretness.
Nearly two hours after the final gastric lavage, He Keshan announced: "Teacher, fortunately, that man has a strong body and induced vomiting in time. He needs to rest now, there is no big problem."
Song Da breathed a sigh of relief and called the two guys: "This matter must be kept secret."
Ah Wu Donkey and You Si Ji nodded again like pounding garlic.
Na Miantang suddenly woke up, as bright as a flash of light, and shouted in a rough voice: "Help me——."
"Do you—do you need to drink like this?"
Miantang struggled unconsciously, stroking his burning belly, but still roared at everyone in his hoarse voice: "Leave if you don't help me!"
"Help you, help you!—how to help?!"
"...wine!" Na Miantang added: "...a lot of wine!"
The weirdo asked a terrible question again, "Give me wine, get me drunk, don't let a trace of the smell spread, don't cause panic."
Adjutant He Kesheng was horrified: "—Having just washed his stomach and drinking strong alcohol, a lot of alcohol—two bullets drilling into the same bullet hole would not be more ridiculous than this. He will die."
Song Da was so angry that he said sarcastically: "He has recently gained a conscience and is now cleaning his soul. If he doesn't do this, his new conscience will die."
Song Da was so angry that he wanted to leave, but in a blink of an eye he realized that he had to do this - if he dared to murder the leader of the Rensheng Gang, it would not be as simple as beheading and three swords and six holes. The Ax Gang would definitely kill him.
His body was broken into pieces.
"God, don't bring any more disasters to Mao Jiu and her brothers." Song Da finally figured out Na Mian Tang's motive.
He Keshan took out five bottles of high-strength liquor from the car and poured all the wine on the large gastric lavage vessel. Miantang's eyes were blurry and crazy. He picked up the entire vessel. Ah Wulu thought he was going to pour it on the gastric lavage vessel.
He tried to remove the odor from his head, but Na Miantang poured it into his mouth without any fuss.
You Siji shuddered: "That's enough for you to keep a fish pond in your belly."
Na Miantang had just had his stomach lavaged violently, and now he was being gavaged with liquor. Others would have gone into shock, but he did not go into shock. Not only did he not go into shock, he even struggled to death: "Let's go home."
Finally, at Na Mian Tang's slightly sober insistence, Song Da escorted him back to the villa, along with Ah Wu Lu and You Si Ji, and a hidden affair was done very secretly.
Song Da carried Na Miantang back to the villa.
Wang Yayan and Bai Wei happened to be at the door. Wang Yayan asked, "What's going on?"
Song Da tried his best to say calmly: "I had a drink with that brother yesterday and reminisced about old times. That brother was very happy."
Na Miantang forced a smile and said: "Father, don't worry too much. You drank too much. You are happy to see your old friend. You drank too much." He was still asleep just now, but now he is so awake when he speaks, as if he has been there forever.
It was as if he was waiting there for Wang Yayan. He said in a sleepwalking voice: "Father, please don't worry."
Bai Wei's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but help him. Mian Tang looked like he was drunk and couldn't even stand steady. Bai Wei held his arm and whispered from time to time.
Saying: "Brother, be careful."
In fact, I was already near the mansion and saw this scene, and I was stunned. I felt that Bai Wei and Na Miantang were a couple, and my heart was tightly held in someone's hands.
, pinched hard, rubbed hard, and my throat became tight. I turned around and went home, "Go to hell, no one can beat me up."
When Wang Ma saw Bai Wei, her brows suddenly blossomed into a smile. She was so happy that she bent down respectfully and called out: "Thank you, Miss Bai." Bai Wei's frail body could not hold up Mian Tang, Wang Ma.
He hurriedly ordered the servant: "Hurry and help Miss Bai. I didn't see that the man was sour, so why don't you help him to rest quickly."
Bai Wei weakly supported the man, but before she even got close to Mian Tang's body, he waved her away.
Na Miantang's eyes were filled with satisfaction but confusion, and he lowered his head to Wang Yaxiang: "Father, I'm going upstairs first." When Wang Yaxiang nodded, Namiantang raised his legs and walked toward the west building.
Bai Wei still supported him and nodded apologetically to Wang Yayan: "Uncle Wang, don't worry, I will take good care of him." Then she turned around and continued to support Na Miantang, saying from time to time: "Brother, be careful where you step." One man and one man.
The woman disappeared at the end of the corridor.
"Miss Bai is really good-tempered." Wang Ma walked up to Wang Yayan and said with a beaming smile, "I'll make the wine soup and let Miss Bai pick it up and go."
As soon as Miantang returned to the bedroom, he fell on the bed with his clothes undressed. He had a splitting headache and even the things in front of him became blurry. In his haziness, he saw a graceful and graceful woman sitting in front of the bed, holding a silk hand.
Pa wiped the sweat from his forehead. He held Bai Wei's hand and felt that the touch was warm and as soft as bone. He looked at her with drunken eyes and whispered: "Mao Jiujiu——"
Bai Wei was stunned for a moment, and during this moment, she saw Na Miantang sitting up with support, his big hand already touching Bai Wei's face, and said softly: "I will definitely help you pay back your blood debt."
, I swear on my life."
Bai Wei understood in her heart, but she just said softly: "Brother, you hurt my heart."
Na Miantang stroked her cheek with such tenderness, "Don't cry." After saying that, he stretched out his arms and held Bai Wei in his arms. He smelled the delicate fragrance on the woman's body and felt a headache.
As if he was going to explode, he closed his eyes involuntarily, buried his face in her bun, and whispered softly: "I won't make you angry anymore."
His voice was low, carrying unforgettable regret and deep love, and his big hands gradually tightened, holding Bai Wei's waist tightly like a drowning person.
"I'm sorry, Maomao, because you have gone through a lot of hard work. No one knows better than me what kind of suffering you have suffered, so I hope you will stop fighting and let me fight for you. I want you to
Play well, play like a child, because you are indeed a child, a frightened but still brave and stubborn child. I think you are still a child now, because only children can be so willful and slow - I don't know
,I love you."
Before he fell asleep, he whispered his last words: "Cat, don't be angry anymore."
There was a hint of hope and a hint of sadness in that sound.
Bai Wei whispered: "What about Bai Wei?"
"Maomao, she is my sister, she always has been."
When Na Miantang finished saying this, he could no longer hold on and fell into a deep sleep. Even if Bai Wei called him, he would not hear anything.
Bai Wei's eyes were full of pity and tenderness. Even though the real answer made her extremely sad, she just sat there quietly, leaning her head on the bedside, her little face illuminated by the moonlight outside the window, still stained with tears, feeling in her heart
The soft intestines turn a hundred times.
There was a knock on the door, and Bai Wei got up and went to open the door. She saw Wang Ma standing at the door holding sober soup, with an expression of admiration in her eyes.
"That man has fallen asleep. I'm worried that he will vomit it up later. I'll stay here and get some cold towels to wipe his body and feed him some hangover soup. I'll do it." Bai Wei
With a slender waist, she took the sobering soup from Wang Ma.
Late at night.
The light in Bai Miantang's bedroom stayed on all night, because Na Miantang was not only drunk but also had a high fever. The family doctor measured his blood pressure and told Wang Yayan and Bai Wei who were standing aside that Na Miantang was weak and had a fever caused by drinking strong alcohol.
Although the body temperature is still a little higher, the vital signs have stabilized. More rest is needed and there is no need to work too hard.
Wang Yayan breathed a sigh of relief and ordered his men to send the doctor out. After the doctor left, he walked to Bai Wei and said, "Weier, you should also go and have a rest. Mian'er drank too much. Just let your brothers guard here."
"
Bai Wei sat in front of the bed and shook her head.
Wang Yayan sighed and left. Wang Ma behind him winked.
Wang Ma understood and stepped forward to persuade: "Miss Bai, there are knowledgeable nurses, old slaves and servants at this time. You can go and rest for a while. If the young master wakes up and sees you looking so haggard, I'm afraid he will
Distressed."
Bai Wei picked up a towel and wiped Na Miantang's forehead, which was hot due to fever. Hearing Wang Ma's words, she just replied softly: "Brother, take care of me. This time, let me take care of him."
Maybe I won’t be able to take care of you in the future.”
Wang Ma felt a little sad after hearing this, and couldn't help but sigh: "If the young master wakes up and knows that you are taking care of him day after day, he will know how to cherish the people in front of him. Why bother with the young master named Mao Jiujiu vixen?"
He must be obsessed with writing the marriage news in the newspaper. This kid has a good temperament. Don’t worry, Miss Bai. When the young master wakes up, the old slave will persuade the young master."
Bai Wei was startled when she heard this. Her voice was very small, and she didn't care whether Wang Ma behind her heard it or not, she just said like babble: "Mao Jiujiu is a kind and good woman, she is brave and decisive, I am very
I envy her strong courage and vitality. As long as that brother is happy, that is my happiness."
Bai Wei stayed in front of the bed in Miantang all night. Because she stayed up late, her face turned the color of sapphire, and her eyes were still as full as autumn water, with the moisture of raindrops, soft and sad.
Throughout the night, Na Miantang was unconscious and still kept calling "Mao Mao" in a very low voice. When the two words escaped his lips, they were extremely soft.
It was foggy. In the early morning, the doctor came again and took Na Miantang's temperature. When he saw the scale on the thermometer, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief and knew that Na Miantang's fever was slowly going down.
Na Miantang lay on his back on the bed with his eyes closed. He knew that he needed to be quiet. During this period of time, he was too uncool!
In the past thirty years, he has waded through all the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, no matter the clouds, waves, or stormy seas. He has never felt as exhausted physically and mentally as he does today. In a trance, the Mingyu of the past looked like a Qing Dynasty.
He was wearing an imperial robe, holding little Princess in his arms. He had vowed to protect little Princess; in a trance, the former loyal ghost brother, dressed in black, ran towards him from a distance, like an elegant eagle, and after he pulled the trigger
At that moment of regret, my heart was as heavy as it is today. Brother Gui's loyal face had a hard-lined face and a pair of young but weathered eyes, revealing a rare smile. Brother Gui was comforting him.
He: That man, in order to protect the safety of the young lady, he deceived her and made her misunderstand you. I hope you will treat her well in this life.
My face, which looked exactly like Mingyu Gege, had no smile, and my clear, watery eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred: You killed Brother Gui, and I hate you, why you? I shook my head in disappointment at him, and then disappeared into the rainstorm, from then on.
No trace left.
He shouted helplessly: Wait for me, I will go with you...I will definitely leave a trace of my back.
It has been a long time since he pointed a gun at his own people face to face. His posture with the gun is very standard. There are only a few guns that can be faster than him in the world. He knows the crosshairs clearly and truly achieves the state of unity between gunman and gunman. He is perfect at all times.
, he pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the bullet penetrated Brother Gui's heart and lungs...
boom!
The dull sound of gunfire really rang in my ears, and the ghost brother fell down in front of me.
It was as if the shot was for himself, as if a sharp sting hit his heart. Na Miantang subconsciously touched his heart, and suddenly opened his eyes. The pain in his heart caused him to lose his usual eagle-like sensitivity. For a moment, his heart
Like a knife cutting.
The world is so big. From today on, he hurt two people. The bloody hand was shaking when suddenly a slender hand stretched out and fell on the bloody hand.
Na Miantang suddenly opened his eyes, and he saw a pair of eyes full of tears, which seemed to contain a thousand words - that was Bai Wei.
Bai Wei was shocked to the extreme by Na Miantang's emotions. She didn't care that she was a lady, or that Miantang was still naked. She hugged him and cried uncontrollably. She didn't even think about it under the gunpoint of the spy.
She had been weak, but at this moment, her heart seemed to melt. She knew that no matter where Mian Tang went in the future or who he chose in the end, she would follow him without hesitation.
Na Miantang was still calm and said with a wry smile: "There was a time when the sea was difficult to deal with, except for Wushan, it was nothing like clouds."