The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Zhao Hao slumped in the corner, and he no longer had the desire to communicate with these people.

These frogmen are like stones in a latrine, smelly and hard!

He doesn't stop saying a word, and he likes to pinch people's ribs.

Who can stand this bitch?

Fortunately, Luoshui's condition has stabilized. As long as the person is still alive, everything will be fine.

He closed his eyes, desperately remembering the previous situation.

The man in black was definitely Jiang Zheng's man.

But why did Xingzi Jiang Zheng send someone to assassinate him now that he was so white that he couldn't even see the black air?

Or, did this person not listen to Jiang Zheng's command at all?

In the deserted country, is there anyone who dares to act against Jiang Zheng's order?

Who is this person?

Zhao Hao thought about it, turned his mind over and over again, and there was only one identity that matched these characteristics.

That is the founder of Feiyuwei and the Military Intelligence Department, Princess Jiang Huai!

Although the old Zhao family kept this name secret and rarely mentioned it in front of him, they still heard a word or two.

Mixed together and analyzed...

This old woman has a bad relationship with the old Zhao's family, maybe the disappearance of the grandma who has never met has something to do with this old woman.

But it happened to be the teacher of Zhao's daughter-in-law in the Military Intelligence Department. Bai Xiu was so afraid of the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, maybe there was also a reason for this old lady.

Sum it up in one sentence!

Jielao ladies are not good people!

In this way, the star that is close to pure black can be easily explained.

As for these frogmen, the black energy on the Xingzi is surging like a wave, which is different from the knife-like black energy on Xingzi Jiang Huai.

subordinate?

It should not be a subordinate!

These frogmen are guaranteed to have the vengeance of killing their father. It is more likely that the forces of other countries are more likely, and when Jiang Huai came to help yesterday, they were obviously confused.

So in the final analysis, the Wei people are the most likely.

Spicy next door!

I was wrong about my wild guesses.

In the end, this kind of thing still happened!

What do Feiyuwei eat?

Damn!

Feiyuwei was founded by that old woman!

This wave... purely being stalked!

The more Zhao Hao thought about it, the angrier he became, and he just wanted to screw that old woman's head off and kick it like a ball.

There have been rumors about your affair with Lao Tzu in the Lost Gambling Workshop, it's really inappropriate to be cruel!

But if you are angry, even if you guess her identity, it is useless.

The top priority is to escape the grasp of these frogmen.

But these dogs Wanying didn't say what they wanted, just sat there, all of them were like autistic children, and they really didn't know how to pry their mouths open.

Damn!

It is harder to pry the mouth of a new girl in a brothel!

no way.

Pry hard!

Zhao Hao took a deep breath, and patted the shoulder of the nearest masked man: "Is your father still alive?"

The man in the mask, who was still reticent just now, suddenly looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his eyes became terrified and sharp.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Zhao Hao: "..."

Four ribs were pinched and broken, and he went numb on the spot, sweating profusely, and his body trembled violently for a while.

This girl hurts!

However, the masked man reacted so violently, he must have been poked in pain. I'm afraid his father was killed by the black-faced man or the old man himself.

Zhao Hao grinned: "You little Bi Zaizhi is quite symmetrical!"

The masked man finally couldn't help it: "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Zhao Hao cut it loudly: "Your harsh words are weaker than the 'don't' in the mouth of the girl in the brothel."

Masked man: "..."

Zhao Hao sighed: "Actually! No matter what grievances or grievances my parents have, the two of us sit together, and there is no direct enmity. After all, I, Zhao Hao, drink and visit brothels all day long. My life motto is to be kind to others. How can there be so many enemies?"

The masked man sneered: "According to what you said, all the grudges in the world can be wiped away."

Zhao Hao shook his head: "That's not true! But I don't even know what you hate when I look at you. I want to hate you. I don't have enough sense of substitution! Anyway, there are only a few of us here, and we still have to deal with it." It's better to chat openly and honestly, the whole point of substitution may make me afraid!"

Masked man: "..."

He turned his head away, although these words sounded reasonable at first glance, but after careful consideration, he felt that Zhao Hao might have some serious problem in his head.