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On the big bed, Yuan Gangbang screamed. ~ 的家影? Book*Xiao*Shu*Net:.*No pop-up window.*

From the initial whistling of resistance to the whistling of commitment, it took more than an hour to scream...

Out of breath...

No strength...

The whole person was lying on the bed like a dehydrated fish...

The flush on his face had not faded, his body was full of traces left by him, and his waist was made of blue without controlling his strength.

The air is full of joy.

"Old hooligan."

Yuan Ganggun had no strength to fight with He Xiao. When he was carried to the bathroom, he leaned against his shoulder and did not forget about the fact that he was dragged to the bed: "I don't care, you have to compensate me for my daughter-in-law..."

"Tingyu will definitely pay you one..."

"I want to be good!"

"good!"

"No, I'll kill you!"

"good!"

He Xiao, who had enough food and drink, was easy to talk.

Yuan Gangguen argued with reason and achieved his goal, and finally closed his eyes with peace of mind.

I gave all the work of taking a bath and dressing to He Xiao, and I slept very well.

*******

Sicily

He Tingyu was dressed in black, with a handsome face like a carved one, and the coldness between his eyebrows was even more intense.

Ruobing stood beside him, looking at him as he looked colder than usual.

Just now, after he answered a call, he cut off the call and it turned out like this.

She didn't dare to ask too much, and she couldn't ask the question she asked.

Since Yuan Zifeng passed away and on the afternoon of the funeral, after He Tingyu's words, Yuan's house has not been peaceful, let alone how turmoil in Italy has become.

Every night is uneasy.

Tonight, the same is true.

These days, there is no good sleep to sleep.

They have been trained for more than ten years and have strong self-control. A small amount of sleep will not affect them.

Ruobing hasn't slept for a long time

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I had a good sleep, but except for a little tiredness between my eyebrows, my vigilance did not weaken at all.

"Mr. He, leave it to me and Lengqing to deal with it."

Seeing He Tingyu put on a black suit, he was checking the gun in his hand, and he was skillful in his movements.

He was the only person in the training hall who had no blood on his hands.

He was originally going to start taking on tasks at the age of twelve, but he was that special.

Everyone thought that his hands had never been stained with blood, but Rubing knew that it was not the case.

That winter, at the age of fifteen, she failed in her mission. Just when she thought she was dead, the person who shot her fell in front of her.

What shocked her was that the person who shot was He Tingyu. He was only thirteen years old, holding a gun in his hand.

Indifferently, he retracted the gun and turned away. Soon, his figure disappeared from sight.

She suffered an injury on her arm, and she slowly jumped a little later than him and returned to the training hall.

Outside the door, He Tingyu, dressed in black, stood with his back to her.

"You killed people."

A few simple words have already told her the pattern.

"Why help me?"

Ruobing was confused.

They do not have the so-called love between brothers and sisters. They are a world where the weak will be eliminated. Only those who stay are qualified to enter the core of HSD, climb up slowly, and after layers of tests, they will eventually become the main characters.

Their efforts are nothing more than this.

If He Tingyu didn't help him, this accident would lead to her loss of life and they would lose one opponent.

“I’m just practicing.”

He Tingyu spoke calmly.

He used it as an exercise.

After He Tingyu finished speaking, he had entered the training hall silently.

As He Tingyu said, she returned to Leng Xiu's room and completed the task beautifully, but was punished for being injured.

...

Dragging his body to the room, untied his clothes, and prepared to bandage himself.

He pushed the door and seemed to have not seen her developed body, and he skillfully fetched her bullets.

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