I grow up with you, you take me with you

Chapter 120

Luo Luo was not knocked out, nor was she stunned.Qingru's ostentation seemed to be for someone, and she was taken directly to the second floor of a bar.

There is no band or bar on the second floor. The empty venue has been cleaned up on purpose, and the spotless ground and window panes are indescribably weird.

Qing Ru sat gracefully on the high stool brought for him by his subordinates, still holding his cane, with a half-smile: "Would you like to bet, when will Wen Le come?"

Luo Luo's eyebrows twitched.

That's right, you can't have weaknesses in the underworld.She is concerned about Wen Le all the time, which is considered a "weakness" in the eyes of people on the road.Therefore, her "weakness" became Wen Le's Achilles' heel, but didn't the child have a choice early on?

Since moving out of the small apartment, Wen Le has chosen her family's gang instead of her.

Although the child is not yet an adult, his firm will should not be underestimated.

Thinking of this, no matter how reluctant Luo Luo was, she understood that she couldn't take care of the child for the time being.The person with dazzling light will devote himself to a brand new field, without nostalgia, without looking back, without turning back.

And all she can do is support.

"Wen Le won't come." Luo Luo looked directly at Qing Ru, and she guessed that this man wanted to kick Wen Le away.

The corners of Qingru's mouth twitched, but his smile was sinister: "Hehe, is that right?"

"You should know that she ran away from home, well, it's been a long time. If you want to compete, I'm really not your bargaining chip." Luo Luo analyzed, "You—"

Qingru felt that the woman in front of her was too wordy, no matter how good-looking she was, it was useless.He moved his fingers, and before Luo Luo finished speaking, one of his subordinates pinched the back of Luo Luo's neck, and with a force on his wrist, he knocked him against the wall.

Luo Luo came to her senses and wanted to raise her hand to block it, but her hand was also held. She closed her eyes and resigned herself to hitting her head against the wall with a "boom".

It's over, this collision is another concussion.

Dizziness, headache, tinnitus, unable to stand up, Luo Luo's legs went limp, and he fell directly to the ground.

Covering her forehead with her hands, the old wound was not good, and a new wound was added. The next moment, she smelled blood.

Hey……

However, Qing Confucianism miscalculated.He waited with a group of subordinates until midnight, and then from midnight until morning. When everyone was so sleepy and yawned one after another, Wen Le didn't come.

He snorted coldly, what went wrong?Isn't this Wen Le's weakness?

In this case, he leaned on crutches and walked slowly in front of Luo Luo. The woman clutching her forehead seemed to be asleep, but she slept very lightly, her body was shaking and she was not stable at all.

Wen Le, if you don't mind, I'll be free.

Qing Ru's smile became more and more frightening, as if something awakened in his elegant face, the crutches fell heavily, without any hesitation, accompanied by Luo Luo's screams.

Useless trash, not even a weakness, just be a trash!

When Qing Ru left with his men, Luo Luo, who was dizzy from pain, was also thrown by them at the door of the bar.At such an early time, the bar had just closed, and there was no one on the passing streets.And Luo Luo lay there with her face down, motionless, her legs bent into a strange bend.

As soon as Qing Ru left, Wen Le arrived on the back.

She almost rushed out of the car and hugged the fainting person, being careful and loving.