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How do you say something?Oh yes, it took no effort at all.

In order to chase this Zhang Xiaohu, Mr. Bian came to the door to block people and kicked the door by a drug tyrant. For the first time, he experienced the power of the land tigress in Nanyue. Cool.

At the moment when he lost someone, he was still thinking that if he were himself, he would probably hide in the vicinity for a while, and leave after the limelight and fire passed——

As a result, he was only a few minutes late, and he really ran into him just like that.

Thinking about being in the shadows in the dark, waiting for Zhang Xiaohu, who was looking left and right, to pass a few steps away, and then he flew up. Zhang Xiaohu was startled by the sudden figure, and ran away.

But it's too late!

Thinking about the ferocious coming, Zhang Xiaohu's thin and fragile body with a layer of skin hanging on a short bamboo pole could not withstand his thunderous lunge, the next one shook, and the two fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiaohu struggled violently, his upper body was immobilized by the grip of the side, so he could only kick his legs and greeted the side to death, the two of them rolled on the sand like fried dough sticks, inseparable , thinking about going out to school early in the morning, and rolling on the ground for two rounds in the shanty town, as if he had been elected as the elder of the beggar gang. The first condition of a comfortable material is lightness and softness-this is It’s amazing—the pure cotton big hook brand white T is wrinkled into pickles, and the color has long been mottled and mottled. Black and gray are the main colors, and there is a smudge of soil yellow in the middle, and the hem is tumbling up. Shrinking, thinking that half of his strong waist was crushed hard by the rough gravel, leaving thin bloodstains.

Zhang Xiaohu took advantage of the clothes but was suppressed to death by his side. He screamed and struggled. This dilapidated place was surrounded by construction sites, and the environment was harsh. Relentlessly greeted him, thinking about the severe pain, turned over and sat on Zhang Xiaohu, twisted his arms, straightened his upper body, and slammed his head hard, then pressed it to the sand.

"Ah—" Zhang Xiaohu screamed.

"I don't know! I don't know! I don't know anything—ah!!"

He was like a bastard whose tortoise shell had been smashed, with nothing to hide, struggling to writhe his limbs in horror, while trying to pull his hair, press it down and rub it against the rough ground, his forearm The upper blue tendons are stretched out.

The profile of Zhang Xiaohu's face was suppressed, and he was rubbed against the rough sand. Half of his face was bloody, almost peeling off a layer of skin. Eye.

Both of them were panting heavily, thinking that their faces had been scratched a few times, and the corners of their mouths were also torn from the bump just now. They ate a mouthful of sand, and the bloody smell and gravel were biting in their mouths. He spat out a bloody mouthful, leaned over and looked at him, a tough line suddenly formed on the young man's face, his eyes were fierce and decisive, he was tired, and the end of his eyes was swollen with a tinge of red. Xiaohu was like a dead dog under him, struggled twice, but in the end he had no choice but to let go.

"Zhang Xiaohu, why are you running away!" He asked word by word, "Who are you hiding from? And do you know why I'm looking for you?"

One is a low-class man who lives nocturnal and has a corrupt life, and the other is a young guy who is diligent in exercising and never slacking off. At this time, the difference in physical strength between the two can be distinguished. The absolute suppression of strength makes Zhang Xiaohu tremble uncontrollably.

Zhang Xiaohu's eyes were full of fear, "Brother...Brother! I don't know anything! I really don't know anything—"

Greedy life and fear of death are written on his face, and cowardice is engraved all over his body, but it is such a guy, a maggot that may participate in the disaster of the side family!

The surroundings are full of noise from construction, Zhang Xiaohu's appeal for help is not obvious, and the people in the shanty town are still too busy to take care of themselves. This is not the first time that Zhang Xiaohu's familiar face has been chased and beaten. He really died without seeing him, so whoever saw such a scene would not bother to take the blame.

While thinking about it, his face became dark and heavy, he was panting for breath and was about to speak, when suddenly there was an exclamation from behind——

He wanted to raise his head, the whole morning chasing each other, slashing me and hiding had already exhausted most of his physical strength, now that he caught the master, the price was also major injuries and minor injuries all over his body, he panted, His ears were buzzing, and the secretion of his adrenal glands made him appear in a state of extreme excitement, but at this moment and that scene, his pupils shrank suddenly——

The excavator in operation raised its arm high, and the sawtooth on the bucket was shoveling towards the pile of sand below. Next to the pile of sand, there was a little boy playing with his head buried in the sand!

The angle was very tricky, and the raised arm blocked the driver's sight in the control room. The entire construction site was extremely chaotic, and the roaring noises of various heavy machinery such as cranes, cement glue stick machines, and pile drivers were almost Tinnitus, probably because someone saw this scene, but the screams did not arouse the vigilance of either the driver or the child.

The bucket is like a bloody mouth full of fangs, and the child is like a lamb lingering in the mouth of a tiger, unaware that death is close at hand.

While thinking about it, his mind went blank, he staggered to his feet, and jumped forward——

He hadn't thought about how long it would take to sprint ten meters. He jumped up a second before the ferocious sawtooth of the bucket came down, and rolled the little boy just as he pulled the little boy into his arms. One meter away, there was a moment of sand flying and choking people.

"Grass!" Thinking that he really wanted to scold his mother, he walked around on the ground again, this must be a fight with the land criminals!

The dust was all over the sky, and he wanted to hold his nose and coughed twice, then took the child into his arms, and waited until the dust cleared a little before slowly letting go.

The nearby construction workers gathered around, the child was too small and the driver didn't see it, but thinking of such a big living person rushing over, the excavator driver realized that something had happened no matter how blind he was, he quickly got out of the cab, stepped on The track jumped down and strode towards them with an unresolved look on his face.

"Are you okay?!" The man of medium build has been exposed to the wind and sun on the construction site a lot, his rough face is full of vicissitudes of life, and he just got his operation certificate not long ago. , what greeted him at this moment was not something that could be explained clearly in a few words.

While trying to help the child get up from the ground, he ignored the person and quickly checked the child up and down. Fortunately, apart from rolling into a mud doll on the ground, other problems were not serious.

The child was probably dumbfounded too, his eyes widened and he huddled in his arms, thinking that there was no reaction at all.

Everyone knows that it is not allowed to trespass in an important construction site. This little baby is only a few years old, so of course it is impossible for him to run in by himself.

He raised his eyelids and looked around. They were all migrant workers, some of them witnessed the whole incident, and some of them just came to watch afterward.

The child in his arms seemed to be afraid only now, just after he wanted to check his whole body, suddenly his nose wrinkled, his big eyes flashed, and the corners of his mouth began to drop golden beans.

The child is like a white porcelain doll, white and tender, even though it has rolled around and got sand on its face, it doesn't hide its true colors at all, its small face blinks with big eyes, neither howls nor howls, and gold falls off without a word Dou's miniature looks really wronged to the extreme.He scratched and thought about the colorful and troubled T-shirt on his body, with tears and snot all over his face, thinking about it, his heart softened, he gently twisted his back and smoothed it twice, his small body was immediately encouraged , and seemed to be turned on by a switch, and choked into an electric motor.

While thinking: "..."

He himself is almost a newly unearthed terracotta warrior, and he can hear the sound of sand falling down when he moves. The scratches on his body are not serious, but the clothes are too dirty, and the child's tears and nose are sticky. Immediately, his face was covered with ashes, and he didn't dare to let the child grasp it too tightly, so he could only use one hand to grab the little head and prevent him from directly hitting it.

"Whose child is this?" He let the child cry for a while, and then asked with a loud voice.

The people around looked at each other, but no one stepped forward to claim it.

While wanting to look around for a week at a row of migrant workers dressed in gray and dark and rough, I realized in my heart: such a juicy doll cannot be raised in this kind of place where reinforced bricks and concrete are overgrown.

Not to mention anything else, just this set of Mickey overalls and a small sweater on the child, and the skin and tender flesh that can be squeezed out of water, not to mention this construction site, even the shantytowns in the back cannot support come out.

It seems that the parents are not here.

While thinking about suppressing the fire, he shouted again: "Whose family's child? Why don't you care about it? Can anyone come in here casually!"

Those people kept whispering and whispering, and it took a long time for someone to say: "It seems that Miss Zhang brought it here..."

As soon as the voice fell, a woman broke through the crowd and got in. When she saw the child in Xiangxiang's arms, she cried out in shock: "Xiao Kun!"

The woman walked swiftly on the sandy ground in stiletto high heels. She wanted to pull the child from his arms, but the child didn't appreciate it at all. He turned his head and put it in his arms, grabbing the fabric on his chest and refused. let go.

While thinking about looking at her suspiciously: Exquisite makeup, deliberately styled curly hair, two buttons on the shirt, the scenery inside is faintly visible, the woman has a good figure, and the slightly stereotyped black suit is stretched out of the uneven S line to come.

——Compared with those around them, it is indeed more like a child's family.

But the child just didn't even look at her.

"I just missed a glance at you, why did Kung Fu come here!" The woman said half angrily, half complaining, obviously not understanding how dangerous what happened just now, she coaxed a few words beside her, in front of everyone The noodle was rejected by the child for a while, and I was a little bit embarrassed for a while, and seeing the child holding on to it and thinking about it, I thought that the messy side was a worker on the construction site and shouted, "Hey you! Give the child a hug ,follow me!"

Thinking about being tall and burly, the complexion of the forearm exposed by taking off the coat is completely in the color of wheat, plus the messy body has long since ceased to be as neat as usual, just like those on the construction site who have not graduated from middle school. The young men who went out to move bricks stood together, and at first glance, there was really no sense of disobedience.

While wanting to look at her, he lowered his head to look at the child on his body. The child was already crying in his arms and was about to twitch, and his two bushy eyebrows frowned immediately.

He picked up the child, put his arms under his buttocks, and bounced up. The child sat on his arm, and suddenly he was half a head taller than him. This skill of holding a child was learned from his family. Both Jin An and Jin Yao especially liked being held high by him.

Sure enough, as soon as the field of vision was widened, the child put down his hand rubbing his eyes, and before the tears and snot on his face were wiped off, he couldn't wait to open his Chengyuan eyes and looked down at him curiously.

Rolling around on the ground and rubbing the dirty clothes he was thinking about for a long time, the child inevitably became a big face.

"Let's go, why are you still standing there!?" The woman urged beside her.

Sure enough, it's not the child's real mother, she is still rushing around without knowing what happened to the child.

Thinking of ignoring her, he slowly took out the last remaining tissue from his trouser pocket, shook it away with one hand, and covered the child's face.

"Painted face cat!" He wrinkled his nose in disgust, "Come and wipe your face."

The child was coaxed into giggling, and a pair of dirty hands were about to greet him in the face.

"Hey!" He leaned back to avoid those little hands, "Avenging revenge without grace!"

At this time, a few men who looked like construction managers came, asked the ins and outs of the matter, and ordered the crowd to disperse. The excavator driver and Bian Xiang were called aside, and the child in his arms saw a tall man The man stopped thinking, opened his small arms and shouted "Pu Ba Ba Ba" and ran towards the man's arms. While thinking about it, he was happy to let go, and quickly let go and handed the child over.

The man took the child, looked at the dirty child, undisguisedly screwed up a pair of thick eyebrows, then glanced at the woman in high heels with a gloomy face, the woman's eyebrows flickered, and then pinched out two tender lights, The eyes of the two men locked in the air.

The woman brushed her hair back, gave a gentle smile that was just right, followed up with Xiaobu, took out a tissue to help the child wipe her hands, "Boss Ye, let me wipe Xiaokun's hands."

He glanced at the direction he was thinking about when he came and went, needless to say, Zhang Xiaohu naturally took the opportunity to run away again.

It's the child's father and some other woman in front of him who make him sick for no reason. He is not a construction worker, and he has no reason to be detained here to waste time after saving someone.

The author has something to say:

Did you realize that Bian Xiaoxiang is a doll killer?uh-huh. . .Dad skills get√