mr diamond

Qin Lang never expected that what awaited his return was this row of black muzzles.

According to common sense, he should be terrified of such a scene.But at this moment, Qin Lang's heart is only filled with worry, how is He Xueqing? !

No one gave orders, the army remained motionless, Qin Lang put down his guns, and slowly stood up.He found that this group of local soldiers was not the same group as the two he had encountered before.Just as he was about to speak, a place was vacated in an orderly manner in the middle of the line, and then a tall man in military uniform, wearing a pair of sunglasses and leather boots, walked out slowly step by step.

I don't know if it's because the aura is too strong, the moment the man just walked out, the baby behind Qin Lang suddenly started crying at the top of his throat.

Although this scene is funny, no one can laugh.

The moment the man just walked out, Qin Lang recognized that this man was General Smil, who had just "trapped" him not long ago.

"Where is He Xueqing?!", it was too late to pay attention to other things, Qin Lang just wanted to see He Xueqing immediately!

Smil took off his sunglasses, his facial features somewhat similar to He Xueqing's was wrinkled and impatient because of the baby's crying. "Oh, we meet again, why every time I see you, it has something to do with my dear cousin."

"Where is he?! What did you do to him!!"

Qin Lang's eyes were red anxiously, and he couldn't help stepping forward.Before he could get close, several armed soldiers next to Smil had already picked up their guns and put them on his forehead.

Smir's eyes signaled that the other party was okay, and then lighted a cigarette easily, looking at Qin Lang's handsome face that was so nervous that he turned pale, "I guess he is bleeding too much now, he should be dead."

"You, what are you talking about?!", the other party was talking nonsense, when Mingming got off the car, He Xueqing was still fine and said to wait for him to come back.

Seeing the shocked expression on his face, Smil said happily, "Don't you know that my dear cousin was shot? Throwing the man who lost a lot of blood in the car, do you still expect him to survive? ?”

Smir didn't look like he was joking with him. Qin Lang recalled the dense bullets before that, the intentionally diverted topic when he said he wanted to check the other party's body, and He Xueqing's abnormal behavior when he left alone. complexion. With a "plop", Qin Lang could no longer support the weight of his body, and Qin Lang collapsed to the ground.All the strength seemed to disappear with the words of the other party.

"Where's the rough pink diamond?" Smir didn't intend to pay attention to the weak and incompetent man in front of him.It was found that the other party was like a dead person, and there was no reaction at all.Smil angrily motioned for a search of the people next to him.

Qin Lang was set up by two soldiers, and another soldier rudely turned over all the places on Qin Lang's body that could be stuffed with diamonds, but found nothing.

Smil threw away the cigarette butt annoyed.

Walking forward, grabbing Qin Lang's hair, the man just raised his head and "looked" at Smil.Nothing could be seen in those ashen-like eyes.In such a state, Smil knew that it would be futile to ask again.

He turned his head and said to the others, "Go search the village!"

"Yes!"

Turning his head, his eyes became fierce in the next second, he quickly raised his right hand, and slashed at Qin Lang's neck sharply.The other party didn't resist at all, and even his eyes didn't change a bit. They closed their eyes and passed out completely.

Smir cursed, "Useless stuff." Then he asked Qin Lang to be stuffed into the car.

"General, what about this baby?"

Smir looked down at the little baby still with tears in its swaddle.After looking at each other, I don't know if I felt something, but the little guy cried out with an "aww". This defenseless cry made Smir's nerves "buzz" and the alarm bell sounded.

"Take him away!"

"General, he may be hungry."

Smil looked at his little life while crying, "Get him something to eat! Get it away!"

The soldier responded quickly, trotted away with the baby in his hands, and went to find a way to get him something to eat.

Smil lit a cigarette, standing here seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood.The ignorant villagers colluded with the rebels for money, and ended up like this.When he came back from intercepting the intelligence, the scene had already turned into a hell on earth.

The man took a deep drag on his cigarette.

Turning his head to look at Qin Lang who was dragged away, he frowned slightly.

When Qin Lang woke up, his surroundings were pitch black.Cold and colorless.He slowly raised himself up and sat up straight.Numbly raised his right arm and rubbed his sore neck.Blank, where is he, what time is he, what is he doing here.

He Xueqing.

The name popped up in my mind for the first time.Qin Lang stood up suddenly, his brain was dizzy for a while, and he rushed in a direction in a panic.The cold feeling, Qin Lang groped in the dark, "Is anyone there?! He Xueqing!", it seemed that there were cold walls all around, Qin Lang turned around and endless despair surged into his heart, he clenched his fists hard and hit the cold "Answer me...", He Xueqing, where are you, answer me.

Suddenly there was a bright light in the distance, and Qin Lang was so stunned by the light that he couldn't open his eyes.

The light source seemed to be a small window, the people outside glanced at Qin Lang, turned around and said to the people next to him, "He's awake."

As soon as he was relieved, Qin Lang rushed over like crazy, grabbed the iron fence of the narrow window, "Let me out! He Xueqing, where is He Xueqing?!"

The soldier at the door was cold and expressionless.

"Hey! I'm asking you something! Tell me, where is He Xueqing!!"

The heart-piercing roar made the soldier on the opposite side frown slightly.Then I heard a familiar voice, "Why do you find someone as soon as you wake up, are you not weaned?"

It's Smir's voice!Qin Lang grabbed the fence excitedly, his face was squeezed out of shape, "How is He Xueqing!? Where is he?!"

"Where do you get the confidence to confirm that he is not dead?"

Qin Lang's heart choked slightly.

Is it.

"Hahahahaha, I like to see your expression, I can never get tired of it. Let him out! Be careful not to catch the plane." Smir grinned and looked at the dumbfounded Qin Lang mockingly.

The iron gate opened.

Qin Lang came out step by step, grabbed Smil's arm, "Where's He Xueqing?"

Smil pushed aside the trembling hand, and glanced at Qin Lang, "He's not dead. It's just that he bleeds too much. After talking with me, he probably passed out again." After speaking, he looked at Qin Lang with a funny face , touched Qin Lang's cheek with his rough fingers, "I really like your expression of fear and despair, it's really beautiful. But it's a pity, the first condition that my cousin asked is you. If not, I really want to keep you here to play for a while."

After Qin Lang heard the words "he's not dead", he finally came back to life.

Smil said later that he almost chose to ignore the past.

"You take me there right now!" Qin Lang said excitedly.

Smir looked at Qin Lang with little interest, "Follow me." Although it was a pity, at least his goal had been achieved.

When Qin Lang slowly opened the door and saw the man with his eyes closed and on an IV, he was so excited that he was about to cry.

Standing behind him, Smir glanced at his watch and said, "Clean up quickly and carry him onto the plane."

Before Qin Lang shook He Xueqing's hand, "What plane are you on, where are you going!? He Xueqing can't go anywhere!"

Seeing Qin Lang who seemed frightened and startled, Smil was quite helpless, and looked at Qin Lang coldly, "Suter is not a place for you to live, rich people, go back to your hometown."

Already forgetting the anger, "His physical condition can't bear it..."

Smil stepped forward and grabbed Qin Lang's collar, "Enough! This is the bottom line I can tolerate!"

Qin Lang looked at Smil with red eyes without fear, and finally said, "Understood, we will go. I hope you can protect your people well."

The man didn't expect Qin Lang to say such a sentence, and he shook off the other party irritably, "You don't need to worry about our country's affairs."

While speaking, He Xueqing had already been lifted up by two soldiers on a stretcher, Qin Lang swept the whole room, "Singer's child, where is that baby?"

The soldier carrying the stretcher glanced at Qin Lang.

Smil said, "The baby is not in our condition."

"I promised Singer! Give me back the child!"

"What? Suter's child is going to be fostered in your hometown?!"

Qin Lang was angry, "That's my child! My son! Give it back to me!"

Smil was shocked by the other party's reaction, and smiled, "Ha, interesting, I will return your son to you next time we meet. Of course, if he is still alive." After speaking, the man smiled wickedly, " Get them on the plane!"

Several soldiers tied up Qin Lang, no matter how hard he struggled, it was useless, "Smil! What do you want that baby for?! Give him back to me!"

The shouting gradually faded away, and finally disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Smir was wearing a straight military uniform, and his eyes gradually became cold and ruthless.Suter's people will stay in Suter even if they die.

Being stuffed into the plane, and Qin Lang's shackles were not released, He Xueqing was fixed on the bed.The whole person is still in a coma.As soon as the hatch door was closed, the military plane took off immediately.Qin Lang struggled to climb to the window, looking at the smaller and smaller barracks, and more!Qin Lang opened his eyes wide in disbelief, watching more than a dozen tanks not far away heading straight towards the barracks.I wanted to see it more clearly, but it had turned into a dot, and then I couldn't even see the dot clearly.

Qin Lang slumped on the plane powerlessly.

Everything in the past seemed like a dream.

The author has something to say:

It's almost the end. The data in this article is really not very good, and the writing is not satisfactory.

I guess I'm getting older, and I don't understand the current hot spots and styles.

But I still thank you for your patience in following the article. Every collection and comment of yours is the biggest motivation for Lisan.

Next, it is estimated that I will write an article that is several years in arrears.

"Rebirth: The Broken Uncle"

The types of cp are completely different. If you are interested, you can check the collection in my column.