Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"You are so funny!"

Smith smiled lightly and lowered his head, continuing to operate, "Judging from the current situation, your injury is not as serious as expected. I think your dream can come true!"

These words made Bao Siheng smell the information he wanted.

This Smith didn't seem to be obedient to An Ting, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Mr. Smith, if I can double your annual salary, would you consider being my personal doctor?"

"Hahaha!" Smith laughed, and while bandaging Bo Siheng's wound, he replied: "Sir, your terms are indeed very attractive, but Ann and I are not just an employment relationship!"

"Really?" Bao Siheng just smiled faintly: "I'm not in a hurry for your response, you can take your time to think about it!"

Smith packed his medicine box and stood up, "In fact, considering your current physical weakness, it is really not easy for you to talk so much, sir, I see your sincerity, I will think about it carefully !"

Watching Smith's back disappear in front of his eyes, Bao Siheng's mouth twitched into an ambiguous smile, and then he found a comfortable position to lean against. At this time, Jiang Cong also rushed out from the corner, and he He took off his own clothes and put them on Bao Siheng, and said softly, "Boss, you should sleep for a while, I will watch over you!"

Jiang Cong's snow-white shirt was also stained with blood when he took off the outside, Bao Siheng frowned slightly, because he was wearing a black suit before, he didn't realize that he had suffered so many injuries, Bao Siheng couldn't help but feel a little distressed: "Why do you Sample?"

"I'm fine!" Jiang Cong shrugged indifferently: "It's just a skin injury, it doesn't matter!"

Bao Siheng sat up firmly, then found a few clean places on the shirt he had just changed, tore it open, turned Jiang Cong's body around, and began to bandage him.

"I told you I'm fine..."

"To shut up!"

After treating Jiang Cong's injury, Bao Siheng was relieved. Seeing his pale face, Jiang Cong hurriedly supported him against the wall of the ship, with a worried expression on his face: "How is it? What did that guy say just now?"

"It's nothing..." Bao Siheng murmured and closed his eyes, looking weak.

Looking at the ashen-faced Bao Siheng, Jiang Cong was full of doubts about what he said just now, "it's nothing."

"Jiang Cong, what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to find him!"

"Smith?"

"Yes, I want to ask him, are you alright! I don't believe that guy An Ting would treat you so kindly and sincerely!"

In the end, he was still worried about him. Bao Siheng's serious face softened a little, and he whispered, "Don't worry, I'm really fine. Naturally, An Ting doesn't have the kindness to help us, but God is on our side." Yes, the bad guys are still at large, we will be fine!"

"But……"

"Also," Bao Siheng continued to interrupt him: "It is not appropriate for you to reveal your identity in front of Smith." Bao Siheng said, glanced in the direction Smith left just now, and continued: "Maybe, He is still useful to us!"

"……All right."

"Hey, get up, get up!"

The two were cuddling together and sleeping in a daze, when they suddenly heard a noise, and then felt a dull pain in their legs. Bao Siheng and Jiang Cong opened their eyes at the same time, and saw two menacing men standing next to each other. Shouting, kicking their legs while standing beside them was An Ting.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Cong jumped up immediately, pushed the two away, and glared at An Ting angrily. Only then did he realize that the tanker had already docked. Bao Siheng stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Cong aside, and slowly stood up while covering his chest.

"Alive?"

An Ting's tone was full of sarcasm.

Bao Siheng also looked at him coldly: "Thanks to you, I'm still alive and well, I've let you down!"

An Ting glanced at the two of them coldly, and then commanded the people beside him: "Throw them both down!"

"and many more!"

Bao Siheng yelled at the people at the bow, An Ting turned around slowly, squinting at him, "Is there anything else?"

"I want to see Jianning!"

"You are not qualified to see her!" An Ting frowned, his people are absolutely not allowed to be missed by others!

"I don't think you dare!"

Jiang Cong came out directly behind Bao Siheng, and looked at An Ting with ironic eyes: "You drove us off the boat so early in the morning, An Ting, what are you afraid of? Yesterday Miss Jian Ning desperately protected our boss, let you Do you feel a crisis?"

His eyes turned cold, and An Ting's eyes showed obvious anger and killing intent. He raised his right hand, pointed at Jiang Cong with his index finger, and scolded angrily: "What are you? What right do you have to talk to me like that?"

"The mouth grows on my mouth, can you control how I want to talk?" Successfully angered An Ting and tore off his hypocritical mask with his own hands. He said unhurriedly: "You do this because you don't want Miss Jianning to see our boss, do you? Are you afraid that she will be reluctant to part with our boss?"

"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!"

"Why are you still angry..." Jiang Cong tilted his head and shook his head meanly, "If I'm wrong, then let Miss Jianning come out and say goodbye to us! After all, yesterday was a shared life and death. It's time to go, it's not too much to say hello, right?"

"What right do you have to see her?"

right! "Jiang Cong continued to tsk tsk and shook his head: "Tsk tsk, after all, Miss Jian Ning was snatched away from our boss by your despicable means, and she is not your own. It is normal to be afraid of losing at any time!" "

An Ting's face gradually became distorted. He suddenly snatched the gun from the person next to him, loaded the bullet, and aimed it at Jiang Cong's chest. Before he could pull the trigger, Bao Siheng pushed him away in time.

The gunshots startled the seagulls into the air, and Jiang Cong, who was still in shock, lay on the ground and turned to stare at An Ting, his eyes were burning, but he was helpless.

This guy's bloodthirsty nature hasn't changed at all, but it's a pity that he is under the control of others now, otherwise, he would definitely not be subject to his birdishness!
"What are you still doing?" An Ting retracted his gun and yelled at the people standing on both sides: "Hurry up and throw them down!"

As soon as the words were finished, a few strong men came over, dragged Bao Siheng and Jiang Cong off the boat without saying a word, and threw them on the ground.

"Boss, are you okay!" Jiang Cong hurriedly helped Bao Siheng up from the ground, stretched out his hand and patted the dust-stained clothes of the two, and muttered indignantly: "This An Ting who killed a thousand knives, now so Arrogant, I'm afraid you have forgotten how to escape from my sect in a hurry, right?"

There was a cold light in Bao Siheng's eyes, An Ting, I will return this humiliation to you one day!