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"President Ling, long time no see." A man in a yellow suit came out from the crowd and stood in front of Ling He.

Ling He stabilized An Xiaoke's body, looking at each other with long steel steel knives in their hands, afraid that some enemy would come to the door if something happened.Ling He smiled helplessly, he was almost tired of playing only these boring little tricks!

"Let me take a guess. If I remember correctly, you should be Zhang Xin, the son of the president of the previous company that I acquired from Ling's? Tsk tsk tsk, it is said that Mr. Zhang Xin likes to hang out with a group of people who don't care about anything. From the looks of it today, it’s not nonsense anymore.”

"You!" Zhang Xin was a little impatient, and smiled slyly, "Then I will show President Ling Da today, and see how our group of people who are not looking for margins treat you like a stray dog. Brothers, do it for me! Forcibly buy my Zhang family, causing my father to be seriously ill now, Ling He, I will never end with you!"

After An Xiaoke vomited, his mind was a little sober. He didn't quite understand what Ling He said to this person named Zhang Xin, but he did understand one thing, that is, this person named Zhang Xin, who brought more than N Come beat his uncle!

That's pretty cool!

An Xiaoke glanced at Ling He, and immediately took a deep breath. How could this thin-armed and thin-legged man stand up to so many beatings? What if it was discounted?What if it bleeds again!That's right, what his second brother said, human beings will die if they bleed!

Thinking of this, An Xiaoke suddenly felt distressed.If his uncle is really beaten to death by these people, who will care about his food and drink in the future!

No!

An Xiaoke suddenly seemed to be a different person, staring at the people who were waving knives and clubs in front of him, and with a flying kick, several people were kicked away several steps.

Ling He was already prepared, but who knows, before he moved, An Xiaoke who was beside him rushed out as if he had taken the wrong medicine, kicking one by one, Ling He was stunned. , stood there watching in a daze, not knowing what to do.

God!

Don't tell him... this is his baby! ! ! ? ? ?

Look at his darling's skills... Nima!This is something Ling He can't compare to!

Hey, hey, baby, please restrain yourself, don't think it's a TV show... Hey, look at how painful it must be if you punch me down...

An Xiaoke played happily, and before he knew it, his movements became a little louder, he went up and down, jumped and kicked, and his stomach hurt for some reason. The stick hit his back hard, An Xiaoke felt the pain, turned around quickly to resist, his stomach twitched again, it seemed that the pain was even worse, just as he bent down, suddenly another stick appeared in front of him, sweeping straight towards his belly, He staggered and bumped into it by himself, the pain made An Xiaoke burst into tears.

Ling He rushed forward when he saw An Xiaoke's strange expression, but he couldn't get away from several people surrounding him, and when he saw An Xiaoke being hit with a stick by several guys, he was so angry that his eyes were tearing Bursting into flames, like a mad lion, he slammed the entangled people away and rushed forward to hug An Xiaoke.

"Baby, baby! How are you, baby? How are you? Talk!"

Ling He hugged An Xiaoke who kept sliding down, his voice soaring.

"Uncle... I... my... stomach... hurts... hurts..." An Xiaoke didn't cry for the first time, but just cried out in pain with a pale face.

Ling He was so anxious that he went to help An Xiaoke rub his stomach while searching for a solution in his mind.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Xin raised his hand to signal everyone to stop, then took a sharp knife from one of them, and while Ling He wasn't paying attention, he stabbed it into Ling He's shoulder.

Ling He's canthus was about to burst from the pain, but he still held An Xiaoke tightly in his hands. An Xiao could see the blood spurting from Ling He's body suddenly, she was so frightened that she even forgot to breathe, she grabbed Ling He's clothes and stared at her. Her eyes were wide open, but she kept crying.

"Uncle!"

An Xiaoke yelled, Ling He bit his lip, patted his hand, and forced a smile: "I'm fine."

"Ling He, you really have the guts! If this is the case, then this matter is over, and it can be regarded as revenge for my father." Zhang Xin walked back as he said, but was caught by Ann with long orange hair the next moment. Xiao Ke blocked the way.

An Xiaoke was wearing a black long-robed military uniform, with a golden tassel chain on his left shoulder, and his orange-yellow hair was scattered behind his back. When the breeze picked up, he looked extremely coquettish.There are a pair of white gloves on his hands, and an orange agarwood folding fan in his right hand covers half of his face.

An Xiaoke looked at the astonished crowd, the corners of his mouth behind the folding fan slowly curled up, but at the next moment he waved his right hand, and those people turned into orange flames, and disappeared...

Looking at An Xiaoke like this, Ling He seemed a little scared, took two steps back blankly, and then fell to the ground, the wound on his shoulder was bleeding out, Ling He staggered two steps, then two Eyes darkened, unconscious.