I have a paranoid crown prince

Chapter 275 Woman, We Meet Again (2)

The skinny stowaway had long noticed this black robe—a woman.

Yes, this guy must be a woman.

Relying on his many years of experience, from the moment the man in black got on the car, he noticed the woman's slender figure and the beautiful side face that was glimpsed by the desert wind.

Tsk tsk, not only a woman.

Gan, she is still a big beauty.

"Give brother a favor, take off the hat, hide such a beautiful face, brother, my heart aches." The thin man smiled and successfully attracted the attention of seven or eight other smugglers.

"I could tell as soon as she got in the car, she has a really good figure."

"Running alone to a three-way area, this woman is not easy, but I like it."

This is the Afghan region at the junction of the two countries. There is no government and no law, full of willful violence, and crimes emerge in endlessly.There are endless scenes of men bullying weak women.

The women smoking outside the hotel were not stopped by anyone, they were all curiously joining in the fun, hoping to make things bigger and add luster to the boring life.

The parties did not move at all.

Sitting at the big round table, she picked up the steamed bun with slender and white fingers, and gnawed it slowly. Outsiders could only see the corners of her cherry red mouth and smooth chin.

"Damn, this bitch is shameless!!"

Finally, the thin man got angry, spit out a mouthful of sticky saliva, and pulled the black-robed woman's cloak with his claws.

The woman dodges easily.

Now, the seven or eight stowaways around were all annoyed, and hurried towards the woman, none of them planned to let her go today.

At the critical moment, the cell phone in the woman's hood rang beeping, and a loud singing voice floated out:
You are majestic and majestic

galloping horses like the wind

The endless wilderness follows you to wander

Your heart is as wide as the earth

The woman—that is, Fu Qi, calmly stuffed the white steamed bun into the mouth of the nearest skinny man, kicked it away, and at the same time, did not forget to answer the phone: "Hi, it's me."

"Boss, the old man Bai Nan has been settled, you can do the task with peace of mind." The fat man on the phone said, "Mr. Bai has drunk your blood, so he won't die so easily."

Fu Qi has lived for so many years, and the only person who is related by blood is his little cousin Bai Nan from afar.Bai Nan is old and can only live in a nursing home to spend his final years.

He was seriously ill several times, and the old man Bai Nan seemed to die, but his tenacious willpower brought him back to life.

He wanted to spend more time with Fu Qi. If he passed away, there would be no bondage of Fu Qi in the world, and she would live like a lonely ghost.

Fu Qi kicked the big round table over with one foot, and the hot soup on the table dripped all over the floor. Fu Qi tore off a stool leg and threw it at the seven or eight smugglers who rushed over.

"Tell Bai Nan, I may have to leave for a few years, don't wait for me, just die if you want to." Fu Qi avoids the arm of the tall and strong man, thrusts the stool leg hard, the crotch of the strong man immediately sees blood, strong Han's face was twisted and hideous from the pain.

Hey~
There were wailing and screams all around, fractures cracking, and the smell of blood was pungent.

The fat man was surprised: "Boss, are you fighting with someone?"

Fu Qi held the phone in his left hand, and his brown eyes stared at the seven or eight scum who had collapsed on the ground. He turned around, looked at a group of shivering women by the hotel door, and said coldly, "I met a group of hooligans."

Fatty: "Tsk, these bastards don't read the almanac when they go out."

　Bai Nan was the old man mentioned in the first dozen chapters, Fu Qi's only living relative.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)