I have a portable prison

Surrounded by various inspections all day after the lunch break, the nurse looked at Zhao Qiqiu like a thief. In the end, he didn't play poker and watched a good show.

At that time, Zhao Qiqiu took a stack of cards to find Xianmingjing, intending to use a two-person tractor to torture minors, but there was a beautiful woman in bright clothes standing in the ward of Xianmingjing, and Xianxianhai, whom he hadn't seen for several days, and A nanny aunt who packs things in the ward.

Zhao Qiqiu immediately guessed that this woman might be the stepmother of Ruyi, Mingmingjing, whom he had heard the voice from.

The mother and son didn't know if they were here to cause trouble. The nanny opened the insulated lunch box, and when everything was ready, the woman was holding a bowl and a spoon, and wanted to feed Mingming mirror soup into his mouth.

During the day, I didn't see anyone from their family, not even a patient caregiver. Ming Xianjing was brought to him by Lin Zhaoshun for lunch today. The sun was about to set, but someone did come.

Although Mingmingjing usually acted as if he knew everything, but after all, he was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He was miserable in the hospital alone, and he had to eat and drink by himself. He didn't know how much Mingmingjing's father hated this son.

But looking at his stepmother like this, maybe it was a hindrance, anyway, this kind of thing should be done a lot.

"Take it away." Mingxian mirrored a strong disgust on his face, and even looked at Huo Ruyi and Xianlianghai with a look of insects.

Zhao Qiqiu grabbed the doorknob, and through the crack of the door, he saw that Mingming was clearly on the verge of going berserk.

At this moment, Zhao Qiqiu heard footsteps behind him, looked back and was taken aback.

A tall, well-dressed middle-aged man with shiny leather shoes and thick hair appeared behind him.

Zhao Qiqiu was stunned that this man was very handsome, with angular face and deep outline, he looked like a mixed race. People would believe that he was a magazine model, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealed his age. Even so, such a man The middle-aged man with flowers is extremely conspicuous wherever he is placed.The whole body is well-dressed, and it is even more expensive. If you look closely, the facial features and eyebrows are a bit like a bright mirror.

No wonder Mingmingjing and Xianxinghai are not brothers but they look very similar. It turns out that they are the genes of the domineering president Fan Er's father.

But in comparison, the two brothers look more delicate and delicate than their father, and they should both look like their mother.

In just ten seconds or so, the bright mirror inside had gone crazy, and there was only the sound of tinkling and something falling to the ground, probably the soup bowl had been knocked over.

"Get out!" Ming Xianjing slammed the pillow on the stepmother's face unceremoniously.

"And you!" Mingming Jing raised a very heavy water bottle, and slammed it at Mingminghai. The latter shrank his shoulders and narrowly escaped.

The boiling water in the kettle splashed everywhere, causing Ruyi to cry out in panic: "You, you child, how could you do this, what if your brother is scalded?!"

Xianminghai also seemed to be frightened, his thin back trembling.

And the instigator, Mingming Jing, got out of bed with a gloomy face, kicked over the lunch box on the coffee table, grabbed the stepmother's exquisite little bag, threw it out, and slammed it on the door.

Feeling the vibration of the door panel, Zhao Qiqiu was also stunned.

My mother, why is this scene a little familiar, what kind of bloody drama is this?

There are young masters bullying orphans and widows inside, and scumbag fathers eavesdropping outside. Zhao Qiqiu feels that he is caught in the middle, which is really weird!

The fresh father's breathing behind him really became heavy, and Zhao Qiqiu could feel the other party's raging anger.

"This..." Just when Xianmingjing's father took a deep breath and was about to push open the door vigorously, Zhao Qiqiu secretly grabbed the door and turned around condemningly: "Hush!"

This booing confused the man. I'm afraid no one has ever booed him before. What's more, when he pushed the door in anger, he didn't push it open, and he choked with anger.

Looking at the kid at the door, watching the bustle through the crack of the door, that kind of mysterious and happy look made him suddenly angry.

"Are you happy watching?"

Zhao Qiqiu glanced at him and suddenly smiled: "Happy!"

Xianzhun frowned deeply, thinking that this child has no tutor: "What is there to be happy when you see others quarreling? If it's your turn, you'll be happy too if I'm watching a joke beside you?"

Zhao Qiqiu immediately gave him a sideways look: "Don't just know one thing, don't know the other, okay? If I see someone quarreling casually, I might go to try to persuade them, but if I want to see people I hate, of course I will Just watch the fun."

Xianzhun has never seen such a righteous person, as if given him a chance, he would add fuel to the flames and do some things that would add insult to injury.This made Xian Zhun suddenly forget that he should rush in the door, and said angrily: "Then you are happy to see them being bullied like this, and you have a problem too!"

"They?" Zhao Qiqiu sneered.

Xian Zhun was taken aback: "Then who do you hate, the one who wears glasses?"

Zhao Qiqiu paid attention to the crack of the door and refused to comment on Xian Zhun's words.

"Or the one who threw things?"

Zhao Qiqiu's smile froze, Xianzhun saw the sign, and said dissatisfied: "Then you are very wrong, listen to this voice, does it sound like bad luck?"

Xian Zhun got a little impatient, and was about to tell Zhao Qiqiu to get out of the way, when Zhao Qiqiu said:

"Why doesn't it look like it? The so-called one thing surrenders another thing. I think that kid is being surrendered to death right now."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Why am I talking nonsense?" Zhao Qiqiu said a little angrily, "Don't you have eyes? Ming Mingjing is not disabled, and he is about to be discharged from the hospital. These people come and feed him food and soup. This has nothing to do with feeding shit. Is there a difference?"

shit?Shit what shit? !

Xian Zhun was about to get angry at first, but he was taken aback for a while, and after thinking about it in his heart, he suddenly felt a little unreasonable.Also, if Ruyi and Mingjing had a better relationship, it might be okay to do so, but their mother-child relationship is not the same, Mingjing has never recognized her as a mother, and with Mingjing's bad temper, it is impossible not to lose her temper.

Thinking of this, my anger has subsided, but I am still angry. In the final analysis, it is because Ming Mingjing doesn't know good and bad, and has no manners!

But there is another thing that Xian Zhun cares a little bit: "His family may be busy and don't have time to come, but these are all VIP wards, and the family conditions are good, so the nanny must be hired."

"Is there?" Zhao Qiqiu snorted coldly: "Why does he have a nanny and grab my water bottle?"

"Steal your water bottle?"

"That's right, he said in the morning that there was no water in the ward, so he took my kettle away!" Zhao Qiqiu said, "Even my elder brother brought him lunch. According to me, he is not pitiful at all. You should let him starve, no one cares about him just fine."

Zhao Qiqiu looked at Xianzhun in a daze after listening to his words, let go of the doorknob, and lazily said: "It's boring." He yawned and left.

Rich people don't have many other skills, but they are best at making up brains. Zhao Qiqiu left him enough room to imagine bloody dramas, and went back to his ward.

Soon, when the bright mirror smashed something again and made a loud bang, the man at the door finally couldn't help it, and shouted: "Stop!" But Zhao Qiqiu could clearly hear that this tone was worse than before. Much weaker.

Mingming Jing is a punctual person, no matter how much trouble was going on in the ward before, at night, Zhao Qiqiu saw Mingming Jing's soul leaving his body, jumped out of the window from the ward, and disappeared into the air before landing. In the gap between yin and yang.

Zhao Qiqiu is also very impatient today, but he has developed a good habit in his previous life, first locked the door, and then covered his hospital bed with a golden trap under Wang Siniang's resentful gaze, and then left the body to chase Mingming mirror.

Mingming Jing couldn't see what happened before. After the two met, Mingming carefully looked at Zhao Qiqiu carefully, and then seemed relieved. He retrieved the baseball bat he left near the hospital and said to Zhao Qiqiu: " You seem to be busy today?"

Zhao Qiqiu resisted the embarrassing desire to rub his hands, pretending to be deep and said: "Yes, let's go find something first."

"Looking for what?"

"Wild dog."

Ming Xianjing was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Did you forget it here when you left last time?"

Hehe, listen to what this kid is talking about, really.

Zhao Qiqiu said: "Yes."

"..."

This time the time is tight, because Zhao Qiqiu always feels an inexplicable guilty conscience whenever he thinks of wild dogs, as if something is going to happen, so he doesn't fight monsters with Mingmingjing and walks away, just grabs Mingmingjing's Arm, after a few jumps, he walked towards the wild dog.

Ye Gouzi didn't go to this world, nor did he break the precept, so he should not make a fuss, just find Ye Gouzi.

Ye Gouzi also seemed to feel that he was coming down. From far away, a dull dog bark sounded, with a long lingering sound, echoing in the empty streets.

"Boss is over there!"

Zhao Qiqiu frowned, and landed on the roof of an old building with a bright mirror.

The building under his feet was only three stories high, but it was enough. As soon as Zhao Qiqiu stood still, a group of figures appeared on the road in his vision, each of them was alive, and they looked like they were fully armed. It was different from Sun Jianhang's group. These people walked like wind, and they were not so cautious, but they seemed to be confident.

Mingming followed Zhao Qiqiu like a mirror image, quietly looking at the group of people below.

As if seeing Zhao Qiqiu's doubts, Ming Jing said, "I've seen them."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know, I haven't spoken."

Just as Zhao Qiqiu was about to say something else, his heart suddenly moved, and he suddenly looked up towards the end of the street.

Xianmingjing also followed Zhao Qiqiu's line of sight and reminded: "The voice of the wild dog is coming from over there."

Needless to say, Zhao Qiqiu had already grabbed his arm again, and the two jumped up from the top of the building.

Ming Xianjing looked at the hand that was on his arm, with an extremely small smile on his lips, then looked at the group of people on the ground, squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the direction of Ye Gouzi, halfway through, there were a few threatening low growls from Ye Gouzi's side, Zhao Qiqiu stopped talking, and even with Ming Mingjing felt that the person beside him Man, seems to be... angry?

……

Jiang Qinghe made seals with his hands and whispered in his mouth. Following his heavy gaze, the ground around him ignited out of thin air. The fierce and domineering flames were like two long whips, rushing towards the black shadow not far away.

"Be sensible," Jiang Qinghe said, "follow me, and I can let you cultivate human form as soon as possible."