The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

The man sat on a chair, and a large group of men dressed as pirates sat around him.

Each of them has rough skin, so the pirate makeup feels very realistic.

Pirates bask in the sun every day and live at sea.

Of course the skin will not be good.

These men sat in a corner, and they didn't take pictures, just sat.

Everyone has a hunter temperament.

Especially the silver-haired man wearing a mask, sitting there lazily, he felt a kind of indifference that people dare not approach.

Every movement he made seemed to be telling of danger.

Many people wanted to take pictures, but they were all driven away by the macho pirates next to them.

"You don't take pictures here, why are you here?"

Someone complained and left.

The man looked at He Jiao who was not far away. That red dress was really beautiful.

"Boss, you like that bitch, I'll snatch it for you." The macho pirate said.

"Girls?" The man snorted.

The hunk doesn't understand what it means, so just take it as acquiescence, and he swaggered past He Jiao and walked over.

The man didn't stop him, he just watched.

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He Jiao circled around and asked Lan Qing to take a picture of his skirt flying.

A man dressed as Iron Man suddenly ran over and wanted to take a picture of combining Chinese and Western with him.

Iron Man wanted to hug He Jiao.

He Jiao refused.

He reached out to hug him.

Lan Qing came over and hugged He Jiao into his arms, and said, "He's mine."

Iron Man shrugged, "Just wanted to take a photo."

"I don't want to." Lan Qing replied with a firm attitude.

Iron Man pouted, turned and walked away.

"Are you jealous?" He Jiao asked with a smile, pushing aside the bead curtain blocking his view with both hands.

In order to let everyone around know that they were a couple, he leaned over and kissed Lan Qing's lips in public.

"Oh--"

"Oh--"

There were strange noises from around.

When the two of them didn't notice, a tall, burly man came over and grabbed Lan Qing's back collar with one hand. The man was estimated to be two meters tall with dark skin.

Rough and scary.

With great strength, he grabbed Lan Qing by the collar and kicked him.

Lan Qing's feet left the ground.

Lan Qing was caught off guard, and was picked up by the man and put behind.

He Jiao looked at the man and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Our boss has his eyes on you, so follow me." The man's accent was not pure American, but mixed with an accent that He Jiao couldn't recognize.

"Have you watched the domineering president too much?" He Jiao ignored him, bypassing him and walking towards Lan Qing.

"Brother Lan Qing."

Lan Qing reached out to grab him and pulled him over.

The fierce man came over and grabbed the shoulders of the two of them, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "If you don't want to die, you should be obedient, understand?"

Lan Qing protects He Jiao behind him.

"Who is your boss?" Lan Qing asked.

The man glanced over there.

Both Lan Qing and He Jiao looked over.

The silver-haired man sitting among a group of pirates waved lightly at him.

"Do you know him?" Lan Qing asked.

"I don't know." He Jiao said, he was trying to remember if this was a cosplayer, but he couldn't recognize him for a while because he was dressed like this.

Lan Qing didn't want to cause trouble, so she pulled He Jiao to leave.

The tough man blocked their way, grabbed Lan Qing by the collar and pushed him away.

"Don't be the leader, you little boy!" The hunk Chao Lan raised his middle finger.

He Jiao reached out and grabbed his middle finger, and twisted it towards the back of his hand.

"Ah!" the macho yelled.

The onlookers all laughed.

He Jiao took off the phoenix crown, stuffed it into Lan Qing's arms, took two steps towards the fierce man, and threw the strong man to the ground.

"He Jiao!" Lan Qing didn't expect him to make a move.

This tantrum is really...

"You horse, dare to touch my wife, who gave you the courage to step on a horse?" When He Jiao opened his mouth, many people were surprised.

"Is this a man?"

"Mrs. Jiao, don't you know me?"

"Is he Mrs. Jiao?"

"Mrs. Jiao! I'll help you!"

All of a sudden, fans flocked to him.

"Press him, don't let him get up." He Jiao shouted, "Those who dare to bully me, I will call you a four-character idiom today, this is called Haidilaoyue!"

He Jiao stretched out his hand and grabbed his crotch hard, and the five-clawed golden dragon grabbed and twisted, killing him forever!

The strong man was crushed by many people, he could only scream and couldn't get up at all.

"Ah! Boss, help! Ahhhhhhhhh—" the fierce man screamed.

Suddenly a man came over with his butt twisted and sat down on the tough man's face.

Gag him with your big ass and watch him scream!

"Ahahaha——" The people next to him were all watching the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal.

"This is stealing peaches under the moon!"

"Ah!!" The macho twitched in pain.

Lan Qing wanted to pull He Jiao out, but he couldn't squeeze in.

All the foreigners were tall and strong, and many of them were taller and stronger than him.

The macho cried out in pain: "Don't keep targeting me here!"

"Don't hit people with armor? Am I sick?" He Jiao got up and kicked the man twice.

"He Jiao." Lan Qing finally squeezed in.

He Jiao reached out to him and hugged his neck.

Lan Qing hugged his waist and carried him out.

After He Jiao left, Mrs. Jiao's fans took the opportunity to step on the man.

At this time, gunshots suddenly sounded not far away.

Many people were frightened, and the surrounding armed personnel rushed over.

Suddenly there was a shootout.

"Run." He Jiao pulled Lan Qing and ran away.

They found a hidden place to hide.

He Jiao comforted: "It's a mess here, gunfights often happen, it's okay, just hide, as long as they don't run here."

Just as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly flashed in.

The man had long silver hair.

He was standing next to He Jiao, behind them was the 11-yuan stele.

The sea of ​​stars is engraved on it.

He Jiao was squatting, so when he turned his head, he only saw the man's thighs. He raised his head, and the silver-white long-haired man looked down at him.

They both have the same eye color.

Lan Qing hugged He Jiao and looked at the man warily.

The man's contemptuous eyes cast a glance at the two of them.

He squatted down and was about the same height as them.

His posture was rough, with his knees splayed out, his right hand, holding the quick-fire pistol, hanging between his legs, and the pistol tip clicked on the ground.

He Jiao looked at the man strangely.

He inexplicably felt that this person didn't seem to hurt him.

"You know me?" He Jiao asked.

The man smiled without saying a word.

At this moment the gunshots approached.

A lot of men dressed as pirates ran over.

"Boss, let's go."

The man got up and left under the cover of a large group of people.

He Jiao and Lan Qing glanced at each other.

"Who is he?" Lan Qing asked, that man filled him with a sense of crisis.

"I don't know, I don't know, I haven't met." He Jiao shook his head.