Painful Youth

I sat down beside him, took out my cell phone from my pocket and called chubby brother. Then she looked at him and said, "Don't you very much want me dead? Come on, get up, I'm right here. " A mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, along with some blood clots.

Hearing that my tone wasn't right, chubby brother asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you? "Did something happen?"

"F * ck," I roared, this yellow hair really did have the guts to even attack Liu Minmin. chubby brother anxiously asked: "What's wrong?"

I wiped the blood off the big sized guy's hand before climbing back up from the ground and said to chubby brother: "Quickly go in and bring Liu Minmin and Liu Minmin out now. That yellow hair guy wants to knock me to death on the mountain path."

"What?" Are you alright? " chubby brother was obviously shocked, "I'm fine, but this person is about to die." I extended my leg and kicked the big size man beside me, he looked like he was only breathing. Hearing that I was fine, chubby brother let out a breath of relief. Then, he quickly turned to the person beside him. "Get out of the way, get out of the way. Fuck you."

I saw that chubby brother was going to look for the two of them, so I said to chubby brother: "Be careful, yellow hair still has people by his side. Pretend that they don't know anything about me.

"Alright, I know, I'm at the door. I'll call you when I get out." After hanging up, I received a WeChat from A Xiu, "I'll be there shortly." She was still as cold and brief as before. "You better f * cking come up here right now. I'm about to die, Big Brother." I helplessly sent a voice message over.

After he thought about it, he said to A Xiu: "Don't come to my place, go and find chubby brother directly, I'll come down to look for you guys." A Xiu only replied indifferently, "Mn."

"Damn it, is this kind of person cold? "A mute who doesn't know how to communicate with others." In my mind, I thought about how A Xiu's handsome appearance would be followed by a bland "hmm". My anger started to rise, and I thought that I must change this cold habit of his.

The violent sound of brakes and the roar of engines came from the mountain road again, and he remembered that those people on the mountain should be getting off by now. Then he bent down and picked up the knife that the man in vest had thrown aside, "Killing people will always kill. You said that you were sending down quite a few people on this path, but you didn't expect to fall into my hands today, did you?"

Suddenly, he managed to grab my legs from behind and threw me to the ground. He held my legs tightly and said, "Me!" I can't run. Got it. You. Also with me. Together. "Die."

"Squeak squeak squeak." On the mountain ahead, the sound of the car's brakes could already be heard, and the lights of the car had already illuminated Fu Te who was parked by the side of the road. To us, it would probably only be a few tens of seconds.

I struggled to free my legs, but we were both on the road, and it was impossible for the car behind us to find us and avoid us. The best thing would be to discover us, and then run over us to avoid the destruction of our car by braking.

He looked down at my throat and chuckled, spitting out tiny clots of blood as he did so.

"Fuck your mother! Let go of your father! You f * cker, quickly let go!" I was really scared by this way of dying together. I hadn't been this scared before when I was shot. I was actually really scared of death. I finally pulled out a leg and stomped hard on his face, wanting to kick him away.

His face was covered in blood, and his facial features could no longer be seen. There was a rush of horn blaring, and two strong lights fell on us, and I could feel the road shake as the car came in, and the driver saw us but showed no sign of slowing down.

"You can't run. Got it. It's us. We. Together. "Let's die together." His mouth was wide open, and if one could still see his features, then his expression right now was probably a very strange smile.

"Ah, scram." I let out a scream and kicked him hard on the head, my legs slipping out of his embrace, and rolled backward out of the middle of the driveway.

"Peng!" A red bolt of lightning struck the vest man lying in the middle of the road, forming a perfect parabola. If the trash bag in his hand was thrown towards the trash can in front of him across the street, he would be directly knocked off the cliff by the lightning, while the Ferrari's car only swayed a little.

The driver didn't even bother to stop the car to take a look, following which he stepped on the accelerator and sped away like an arrow leaving the bow, heading down the mountain.

The strong suction force produced by the Ferrari's high-speed travel caused me to flip towards the middle of the road. I hurriedly got up while enduring the pain. I didn't feel any pain from fighting with the burly man in the vest just now. Because at that time, regardless if it was the nerves or the body, they were all tense. It was as if every cell was filled with anesthetic.

Now that he was fine, he felt weak and relaxed. He started to feel pain from head to toe. With great difficulty, he walked to the disfigured Comelo and sat down, then several cars buzzed past in the driveway.

They all saw Fu Te and I, Komarro, who were stuck close to the mountain in the passage, and no one had any intention of stopping. It seemed that this kind of thing was normal in the Western Mountain. Rather than coming down to see if you can be saved, it's better to hurry up and grab a good ranking so that your money doesn't go to waste.

In any case, everyone here is risking their lives, so if you die, you can't blame anyone else.