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Meng Yuannian stared at the door desperately, not daring to be distracted at all. The moment the door was pushed open, he used all his strength to smash down the wooden stick fiercely. He fell face down.Meng Yuannian didn't stop for a moment, and kicked another person who was following that person flying with his neat right kick.

Everything was in the blink of an eye, and there were only two of the four who followed.Meng Yuannian quickly jumped onto the beam and jumped towards the roof next to him, and threw the mud scattered on the wall to the people on the ground.

"Ouch, you son of a bitch, I'm going to screw you." The kicked person covered his stomach and rolled on the ground a few times, got up on his back and yelled at the two standing people: "Give him back!" Mom is standing there waiting for gold to drop from the sky, catch him quickly."

With a height of nearly 1.7 meters, Meng Yuannian also looked a little weak in front of these three people. He was tired for a long time and his strength could not be effective in one blow.He swung his stick and smashed it towards the heads of the people below, several times just narrowly brushing the top of their heads.He stood hunched over on the crumbling beams of the roof, sweat soaked through the clothes on his entire back, outlining the curve of his bony and powerful back.

"Young master Meng, come down obediently, and we won't make things difficult for you. Your body is not your own. It's precious and worth a lot of money. We don't have the heart to let you see blood. We're all taking people's money. Why are you here? Compete with us."

"A bunch of wolves with heart and dog's lungs, I feel bad for my young master, so don't think about it."

"Don't blame our brothers for not being merciful to you." The man said, rolling up his sleeves and saying to the other two: "Fucking ink stains, didn't it say that as long as it is alive That's fine." As he spoke, he looked Meng Yuannian up and down, his eyes glowing fiercely like a wolf.

"With such a figure and appearance, it's no wonder Master Cao has taken a fancy to him. He really is a top-notch guy." The three of them surrounded him, and it was only then that Meng Yuannian realized that the three of them had retained their strength before, and only now began to compare themselves.He rushed towards one of them fiercely, hugged that person's neck tightly and fell towards the bottom of the house. His movement was so sudden that the person who was hugged was thrown down like a human flesh sand mat before he could react. on the ground.Meng Yuannian was also thrown so that his legs were numb and his eyes were black.

Before he had time to slow down, he kicked his left foot on the ground and jumped up quickly, running towards the direction he came from.He clearly thought in his heart that if he wanted to run towards a crowded place, he might still have a chance of survival, but it was more likely that the wolf would enter the tiger's mouth.He didn't care about thinking so much anymore, no matter what, he had to fight hard.

Anxious cursing and footsteps chasing came from behind, and the sound of the wind caught in his ears was extraordinarily noisy and difficult.However, God will always pave you some stumbling blocks at the right time, so that you will fall a big somersault when you see fragmentary hopes.

Meng Yuannian was pushed on the ground with his hands folded behind his back by the people who arrived later.Meng Yuannian sometimes hated God, always stood on the side of the wicked, and always gave people empty expectations.He gritted his teeth and stared at the person above him with his canthus tearing apart, and didn't speak, letting him press him down.

"Run, run again, your uncle is exhausted to death." The man held Meng Yuannian's wrist firmly, panting and sat on his waist, turning his head and shouting at the people behind: " Quickly bring the rope to Lao Tzu, ouch!"

Seeing the opportunity, Meng Yuannian slammed his head into the face of that man with all his strength, and when the man fell down, he rolled over and rode up, and punched him twice, until the man rolled his eyes and fainted to the ground.But he was strangled by the remaining man, whose arm was as hard as rubber and iron, Meng Yuannian was exhausted and no longer had the strength to resist.He could only watch the man's face getting closer and closer, with an evil glint in his eyes.It was already dark in March and he could barely see. He watched the man baring his teeth and smiling lewdly at him.

Meng Yuannian felt like a snake was swimming around him. The snake bit his clothes and exposed his body to the air.The cold soaked through every pore, and he tried to grab the snake, but his hands were entangled and he couldn't move.

He looked blankly at the void with loose eyes, he suddenly thought of Mo Qingxian, he thought: Farewell, Beijing.Farewell, Qing.

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