President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Song Runian turned her head to look at the two homeless men, only to realize that she had been taken to a remote corner of the park before she knew it.

Except for the chirping of insects, there was no movement in the surrounding area, and it was extremely desolate.

Not far away, under the bridge hole, there were two quilts that were so dirty that they were shiny. Obviously, this was the home of the homeless.

"What do you want to do..." Song Runian was extremely flustered, desperately trying to shake off the homeless man's hand.

But because of her violent struggle, a button of the silk shirt on her body burst open, revealing the black underwear inside.

The eyes of the two homeless men were even more dazzling.

Their luck is really good!

"Don't you want this courier? As long as you obey us and cooperate with us, the courier will be returned to you." The homeless man said, shaking the courier box in his hand.

Song Runian shook her head in panic, "No...don't!"

But the tramp's hand was already reaching towards her.

boom--

Suddenly there was a loud noise, which shook the birds in the forest of the whole park to take off.

The homeless man in front of him was stunned for a moment, and then he clutched his palm and rolled desperately on the ground.

"Ah, it hurts, my hand, my hand hurts so much!"

The other person stood there stupidly, without moving, and could only faintly smell urine coming out of his trousers.

Song Runian was also petrified.

She looked up at the man not far away.

Those pupils, which were like high-grade black jade, were clear and moist, but also carried a deep sense of coldness, showing his cruelty and coldness at a glance.

This man came to rescue her!

Moreover, he came to save her with a gun!

The mouth of the pitch-black hole that was still emitting green smoke, like the mouth of a ferocious beast, made people shudder.

Bao Sibai stepped up, walked in front of Song Runian slowly, and pulled her behind him.

Then he looked at the homeless man in front of him, condescending, like a king, "Which hand touches her, smash it yourself."

Trembling, the tramp knelt down and kowtowed to Bao Sibai to admit his mistake, "I was wrong, I don't dare to do it again, please let me go."

"Don't wait for me to do it, it will only be more painful." Bao Si Bai's voice was still cold.

The vagabond begged to no avail, he raised the stone on the ground with an earthy face, gritted his teeth fiercely, and smashed it on his left hand.

Ah!

The howling sound like killing a pig resounded through the sky, making Song Runian's heart jump even more.

But Bao Sibai didn't respond, he just dragged Song Runian to leave.

After only two steps, Song Runian shook off his hand and turned to go to the homeless man.

"Is there something wrong with your brain, woman, what are you doing?" Bao Si Bai asked displeased.

"Express delivery," Song Runian hurriedly said.

Then she ran to the homeless man, bent down and picked up the courier on the ground. Seeing that it was a bit dirty, she wiped it carefully with her sleeve.

Like a fool, he returned to Bao Si Bai with the courier in his hand, "This is yours, no one can take it away."

Bo Sibai: "..."

He looked at the woman in front of him as if he was looking at a monster.

At this moment, Song Runian's hair was messed up, a hole in his jacket was broken, and there was only one shoe left on his feet. His round and small toes were completely red from the cold, and even his bare foot was still falling down. Bleeding slowly, leaving a string of bloody footprints behind him.

This stupid woman!

Just for a courier, so desperate? !

Bao Sibai's eyes flashed with imperceptible complex emotions, he squatted down and said in a deep voice, "Come up."