Cannon fodder husband and wife dressed as villains

"Why don't you want to reveal your real name?"

I saw the young people's righteous words, "carry forward the spirit of Lei Feng."

The interviewer asked euphemistically, "Then how do you call it?"

Lin Qiong: "Just use you."

interviewer:……

Lin Qiong chewed the biscuits in his mouth and looked at the camera.

The interviewer asked, "Just now I heard that the community wanted to give you a bonus because of your bravery, but you refused. Why?"

Lin Qiong said honestly, "I don't want it."

The bonus was 1 yuan, and most people would not refuse it. Looking at the young man with a mouthful of sesame cakes in front of him, it seemed that he was not ordinary.

The interviewer tentatively said, "Do you treat money like dung?

Lin Qiong shook her head.

Interviewer: "Do you think you don't need rewards for doing good deeds?"

Lin Qiong still shook her head with puffed cheeks.

"What's that for?"

Lin Qiong grinned, "I have money."

"..."

Damn, he was pretending to be there.

The interviewer calmed down and continued to ask: "The gangster had a knife in his hand at that time, were you not afraid to rush up?"

Lin Qiong: "I'm afraid."

"Then why did you rush up without hesitation?"

Lin Qiong glanced at the snack cart selling sesame seed cakes not far away, and then gave the interviewer a strange look, "Because someone called for help."

"Then why didn't you call the police but save people at the first time."

The interviewer looked at the young man in front of him, and handed the words to the other party, so that the other party could highlight his excellent character.

The next moment, I saw someone scratching his head in embarrassment, "I didn't bring my mobile phone."

"..."

"Have you ever thought about what to do if you can't beat the gangster?"

Lin Qiong nodded her head, "Of course I thought about it, I am a person who will leave a way out for myself."

The interviewer was rarely more energetic, "Then what did you think at that time?"

"If you can't beat it," Lin Qiong smiled brightly, "let's call for help together."

"..."

Then the young man glanced at the time, his chewing cheeks paused, "It's time for me to go home."

Then he stood up and wanted to leave.

The interviewer hurriedly stepped forward, "Let's talk a few more words before leaving."

Unexpectedly, the other party shook his head, "It's too late."

Interviewer: "Is there anyone waiting at home?"

Lin Qiong nodded.

"girlfriend?"

"Jacuzzi."

"..."

After the young man said goodbye politely, the video also stopped abruptly.

Sitting on the bus, Wang Cheng was petrified: ...

knock!

That person is Lin Qiong, right? That person is fucking Lin Qiong!

After Wang Cheng got off the bus, he called someone.

Lin Qiong, who was still taking a nap, picked up the phone in a daze.

"Lin Qiong!"

With a sudden pain in the base of her ears, Lin Qiong sat up from the bed with her head drooping, "What's wrong?"

"Did you really go to see justice last night?"

Lin Qiong: "Yes."

Wang Cheng: "Why don't I know."

Lin Qiong said innocently, "I told you, but you don't believe me."

"..." Wang Cheng: "My fault."

Then Wang Cheng took a deep breath, "Do you know that the Internet is full of your videos now?"

Lin Qiong was puzzled, "What video?"

Wang Cheng: "The video of you being interviewed."

Lin Qiong was puzzled after hearing this, "I was mosaiced, how did you recognize me?"

Wang Cheng said lightly, "They did hit you, but they didn't hit you in the face."

Lin Qiong froze for a moment, "Then what about my pancakes?"

"I didn't fight either."

"..."

Wang Cheng said suddenly, "Lin Qiong didn't expect you to have such an enthusiastic side. I misunderstood you before."

After Wang Cheng's aftermath, Lin Qiong was no longer sleepy. She rubbed her face and got up, planning to go to the pharmacy to buy some safflower oil and rub the blood on her waist and abdomen.

As soon as Lin Qiong went downstairs, she ran into Fu Xingyun who was making coffee.

The man glanced at him, "Where are you going?"

Without thinking, Lin Qiong said, "Drugstore."

Fu Xingyun: "There is medicine in the medicine box at home."

Lin Qiong put on her shoes at the entrance, "I'll go and buy some safflower oil."

After speaking, he opened the door and went out. When he came back, he was carrying a bag of safflower oil in his hand.

Fu Xingyun glanced at the things in the person's hands, "Why buy safflower oil?"

Lin Qiong: "Of course it does."

After hearing this, Fu Xingyun paused the hand holding the coffee cup, "Are you injured?"

Lin Qiong nodded.

"When did this happen?"

Lin Qiong: "Last night."

Fu Xingyun frowned, "Why didn't you tell me?"

With an innocent face, Lin Qiong muttered softly, "I told you, you didn't believe me."

Fu Xingyun:?

Lin Qiong glanced at him resentfully, "I went to do what is right yesterday."

"..."

Fu Xingyun took a deep breath, never expecting that what he said yesterday was actually true.

He coughed unnaturally, "Where is the injury?"

Lin Qiong patted her white belly.

Fu Xingyun was silent for a while, "So you came back yesterday holding your stomach because you were injured?"

Lin Qiong was puzzled, "That's not true."

The man was puzzled, "Then why are you covering it?"

"I'm full."

"..."

The man put down the cup in his hand, "Pick it up and let me take a look."

Being said so bluntly, Lin Qiong felt a little awkward.

But in the end, I obediently opened it up for people to see. It may be because the blood was left untreated overnight, and the skin on the white waist and abdomen with the heaviest injury was bruised and even blackened.

Fu Xingyun looked at it and frowned, "Where's the medicine?"

Lin Qiong raised the medicine bag in his hand.

"Bring it."

Lin Qiong was startled, "Do you want to give me medicine?"

He never thought that this old madman who kills without batting an eye could have such a human touch.

The man looked at him and said nothing, but the meaning on his face was obvious.

Lin Qiong quickly waved his hands, "I can do it myself."

Fu Xingyun said again, "Bring it."

Lin Qiong: Mi...

Why are you so fierce.

Lin Qiong handed the safflower oil to the person.

"Go and lie down on the sofa."

Lin Qiong was lying on the sofa with a stiff body, and the soft sofa felt like a mortuary.

Then he watched the person pouring oil into his hands, and said tremblingly, "Can I lighten it up a little later?"

The man looked up at him.

Lin Qiong: "I'm fragile."

"..."

Then Lin Qiong felt a chill coming from his waist and abdomen.

"Hey!!!!!!"

Five minutes later, Lin Qiong was lying on the sofa with tears in his eyes.

The bruises in the waist and abdomen were rubbed away. Seeing that the man poured some oil into his hands again, Lin Qiong frowned, and hurriedly got up and was about to run. Unexpectedly, he was grabbed by the man the next moment and pressed back again.

to the couch.

Lin Qiong rolled herself up, sweating from the pain on her forehead, "I won't come anymore."

The man glanced at him, and said in a tone that could not be refused, "There are still some that haven't been rubbed."

"Then let them freeze, life always has some regrets."

Fu Xingyun: ...

"Lie down."

Lin Qiong gathered her clothes and shook her head frantically, like a big girl in the village who was molested by hooligans.

"No."

The man repeated again, "Lie down."

Lin Qiong shivered in fright. He was used to joking with people, and sometimes he indirectly forgot that the person opposite was a ruthless person.

Looking at the other party's terrifying gaze, Lin Qiong shrank her neck and lay down obediently.

When the man's hand was about to touch the man's waist again, he was grabbed by the young man.

Lin Qiong swallowed, and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth, "Be gentle."

Unexpectedly, the man didn't have the slightest strength to attack, and even teased indifferently, "Do you know it hurts now?"

After hearing this, Lin Qiong's scalp was numb, and her lips trembled from the pain.

knock!Is he still human?

The man looked coldly at the painful expression on the man's face.

"I know it hurts, so I will stop meddling in the future."

As he spoke, he pressed hard on the man's waist again, and his white waist trembled instantly.

"You are the one who has done a lot of justice, you don't need to care about what happens to others." He said as he strangled the person to dodge his waist, and continued to exert force, "Take care of yourself."

Lin Qiong was in so much pain that she was speechless for a while.

The man looked at the wound on the young man's waist, his dark eyes were bottomless.

The fire was raging, the light of the fire was connected with the night, and the air was filled with thick and suffocating black smoke, like dark clouds covering the city, it felt depressing at first glance, and the smell of scorched objects was everywhere.

There were bursts of crying coming from the red-flame room, "Mom!! Ahhh, where are you, Mom?! Help! Help!!!"

The child's hoarse cry made the man who was about to run towards the escape exit suddenly stop.

One second, two seconds...

Afterwards, the man uttered a rough sentence in a low voice, and the tall figure turned around amidst the fleeing crowd and the flames, and strode towards the deep house.

The fire spread like the iron chains of the demons of hell, spreading everywhere, and soon towered into the sky like a terrifying monster, breaking through the roof beams and being exposed arrogantly and nakedly in the night.

The house was completely burned, the house collapsed, and the man who was about to rush out of the fire with the child was crushed under the stone slab, the dark red blood mixed with black ash, the man fell down and lost consciousness, and never stood up again.

Fu Xingyun looked at the painful expression on the person's face, but the strength in his hands did not loosen at all.

"Did you hear that? It has nothing to do with you, so don't mind your own business in the future."

The young man's face turned pale from the pain.

It took a long time before he groaned, "It hurts."

Then he raised his hand to push the big hand on his waist.

Fu Xingyun tightly strangled the white waist with his hands, and there was a warm touch in his palm, "If you didn't care about it back then, it wouldn't hurt."

How many late nights he regretted, regretted turning around in that fire, regretted saving that tearful child.

If you're giving him another chance...if you're giving him another chance.

The strength in Fu Xingyun's hands increased unconsciously.

He will never...

"Damn it!" There was a sudden curse in his ear, and the man hadn't recovered, and the next moment he heard "哐—" and received a heavy blow on his forehead.

Lin Qiongti sat up suddenly with the snot from crying, with a grievous face,

"It hurts! I fucking said it hurts!"

The man froze for a moment, clutching his forehead, apparently still not recovering.

Lin Qiong burst into tears in pain.

Nima's old Yinbi, he even said it hurts, but he didn't see the other party stop!

Lin Qiong got up and jumped from the sofa to the wheelchair, then reached out and pinched the person's cheeks and kneaded them flat, "It hurts! It hurts! I fucking said I hurt!"

Fu Xingyun looked at the person sitting on top of him in shock, "You..."

Lin Qiong yelled angrily, "What are you looking at, I am your father!"