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Chapter 127 He's Dead

A number of diners around saw the guns falling on the ground, and they screamed and ran.

Ye Qingmei couldn't help but be nervous after seeing Zhao Wuye. For her uncle Zhao Dongjun, she heard something, and she was absolutely ruthless.

She settled the god, and immediately walked around Lin Yu, blocked his chest in front of him, and said with a loud saying: "This incident has nothing to do with him! I will go with you!"

Lin Yu couldn't help but look at Ye Qingmei in front of her eyes, and felt as if she had returned to the school days. At that time, the task of their responsibility was wrong. She also came out to protect herself for the first time. "This thing is my fault.

, Have nothing to do with Lin Yu. "

Smelling the elegant aroma on her body, Lin Yu felt very warm in her heart. She whispered in my heart, my sister, I was no longer the elementary brother who needed you to protect you. Now, it is my turn to guard you.

"Huh, who is not for who you can say ..."

Zhao Wuye hummed coldly, and before he finished speaking, he saw Lin Yu in front of him. When he got his mouth, he pulled back, and he immediately shivered.

Living King! His hand and feet that was injured last time is not good!

"Uncle Wu, are you all?"

When Zhao Dongjun saw Ali and Zhao Wuye's attitude towards Lin Yu, he couldn't help wondering. How do you feel that Wu Shu and Li Ge are afraid of this kid. There are guns in his hands. What are the terrible?

"The person you said to offend is him?"

The meat on Zhao Wuye's face jumped, and it was already angry.

"Yes, just this boy." Zhao Dongjun nodded.

As soon as his words fell, Zhao Wuye's backhand was a big ear scraper.

This is a slap that Zhao Wuye was in his strength. Zhao Dongjun was unexpected. He was fanned to the table aside, and then the other half of his face swelled.

"Uncle Wu, what are you doing!"

Zhao Dongjun's voice was crying, and the tears were beaten out. He was wronged. "This is good, just hit it!"

"So good? I kill you!"

Zhao Wuye's eyes flushed, and his nostrils suddenly expanded. Then he grabbed the cane in his hand and smashed Zhao Dongjun.

"Oh, oh!"

Zhao Dongjun screamed again and again, and instantly became a swollen face, quickly got up, and ran to the side.

Zhao Wuye pant a few mouthfuls of breath, and he calmed down for a while, and said coldly: "Get me over and confess his guilt for Mr. He!"

Zhao Wuye is very clear that people like Lin Yu are looking for death. If you don't want to die, the only way is to apologize to him and pray for his compassion.

The reason why he hit Zhao Dongjun was also a bitter plan that allowed Lin Yu to dispel the anger, Rao Zhao Dongjun's life.

Although Lin Yu didn't mean to be aggressive, he did not stop Zhao Wuye. He had a lesson for Zhao Dongjun, a little bitch.

"I? Give him a hoe guilty?"

Zhao Dongjun's face is incredible.

"Yes, it's you!"

"Uncle Five, how can I give him a hoe? I just die, and I won't give him a hoe!"

Zhao Dongjun bit his firm and said firmly. I don't know what kind of wind was the five uncle. How could he be scared by Lin Yu.

Although he usually obeys the words of Uncle Wu, he can't do it today. In front of Ye Qingmei, he must not lose his face!

"Okay, then go to death!"

Zhao Wuye's complexion was cold, and he grabbed a pistol in his hands. He was aimed at Zhao Dongjun.

With a bang, deafening, Zhao Dongjun's head on the right side of his head suddenly flew.

He fell to the ground with a bang, his face was frightened, his body couldn't stop trembling, his crotch was wet, and he had a urine.

"Wuye, don't be excited."

Ali hurried over and grabbed Zhao Wuye's hand, and blinked at Zhao Dongjun hard, "Master, don't come here to apologize to Mr. He and Mrs. He!"

Ali said very clever, meaning that they gave Ye Qingmei to Lin Yu, so that Lin Yu didn't compare with Zhao Dongjun.

Lin Yu had no response when he heard this, but Ye Qingmei was a little embarrassed, his face was slightly red, and he didn't feel a little embarrassing.

Zhao Dongjun was scared by the fifth master's shot. He dared to hold his mouth, and ran over even rolling. He kneeled in front of Lin Yu and Ye Qingmei, and he stumbled. "He

Sir, Mrs. He, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm wrong! I'm wrong! "

"Five Masters, let your nephew give me this kind of gift, it's so polite."

Lin Yu looked at Wuye with a smile. Although Wu Ye asked Zhao Dongjun to scratch his head, he could see that the unwillingness and hatred in the eyes of Wuye.

"Mr. He, I played it, and I also stunned. Can I let us go?" Zhao Wuye tightly pinched the scepter in his hand, and the knuckles were a little pale. "I promise you, I promise,

This woman, my nephew will never make a little idea again. "

"Five Lords please." Lin Yuchong made a posture.

Zhao Wuye didn't speak anymore. He turned around with a crutch, and Alei and others quickly lifted Zhao Dongjun on the ground.

"Why are he so afraid of you?" Ye Qingmei said puzzled.

"I saved a big man he couldn't afford to." Lin Yu thought about it, and made a nonsense. "Let's go, let's change the place for dinner, I can't eat it here."

Then the two went out of Muzhi Pavilion together, because before Zhao Wuye had already seal the boss before leaving, the two of them were not blocked after they came down.

"Thank you for helping me so much."

After leaving the restaurant, Ye Qingmei was grateful to Chong Linyu and said, and then he stretched out his white and slender hands.

"No ... you're welcome."

Looking at Ye Qingmei's bright and dark eyes, Lin Yu tense again, quickly lowered his head, shook hands with her.

"Are you hungry? If you are hungry, I will accompany you to eat first, and then you take me to find Lin Yu, okay?"

Ye Qingmei looked forward to Lin Yu with expectations.

"Lin Yu ... Lin Yu ..."

Lin Yu opened her mouth, I didn't know how to explain to her, and I had to say that she was dead, but she was not good at standing in front of her.

"What's wrong with Lin Yu?" Ye Qingmei couldn't help but get nervous, "I'm sick?"

"I'll take you to Lin Yu's house, you know, you know."

Lin Yu hesitated, but if he couldn't say it, he took her to the bun shop.

"Oh, Jiarong, why do you have time to come here today? Aren't you going to college?"

As soon as Qin Xiulan saw Lin Yu, he was so happy that he looked at Ye Qingmei curiously and asked: "Is this girl?"

"Ao, Ganma, this is Lin Yu's school sister." Lin Yu quickly introduced, "Sister Xue, this is Lin Yu's mother, Aunt Qin."

"Hello Aunt Qin."

Ye Qingmei shouted, "I am Lin Yu's sister Ye Qingmei."

"You ... are you clearing your eyebrows?"

Qin Xiulan's expression was stunned, and then his eyes became red. He looked at Ye Qingmei's body, and swallowed: "Sorry, you are much more beautiful than the photos, I didn't recognize it for a while."

"Photo?" Ye Qingmei was puzzled, "Do you have my photos?"

"Well, Xiao Yu's silly child left."

Qin Xiulan had tears in her eyes, and hurriedly took out a photo album from the cashier table drawer, and turned out a photo, referring to Ye Qingmei, "Isn't this a photo with Xiaoyu?"

Ye Qingmei quickly walked over, and when she saw that she and Lin Yu were in the photo, they took the shot with her when Lin Yujin.

In the photo, her legs are close together, standing straight, laughing like flowers, Lin Yu crooked her body and stood on the left side of her, her hands behind her, wearing a white shirt, handsome in the sun, a little silly with a smile.

At this moment, time, since then, she may never have the opportunity to be in the same frame as Lin Yu.

Ye Qingmei gently stroked the photos with her slender white and tender fingers. She couldn't help but feel somewhat. Time was in a hurry, and some memories could never go back.

"Don't be afraid of your joke, Xiaoyu's silly child, I told me at the time, I must marry you as a daughter -in -law."

During Qin Xiulan's speaking, the two lines of tears had slipped along the cheeks, and the smile looked very sour.

Ye Qingmei was red on her face, her heart pounded, and when she looked up, she saw the tears on Qin Xiulan's face.

"Nothing." Qin Xiulan quickly took out the paper towel and wiped his face.

"Auntie ... Lin Yu ... what about others?"

Ye Qingmei Bingxue was smart, thinking of the expression of "He Jiarong" in Mu Zhige, and then saw Qin Xiulan's reaction at this time, and immediately raised a bad premonition.

Qin Xiulan couldn't help but glanced at Lin Yu and wondered: "Did you tell you that Jiarong didn't tell you?"

"Auntie, what's wrong with Lin Yu?!"

Ye Qingmei's heart was panicked, and he grabbed Qin Xiulan's arm, and a layer of tears appeared in his eyes. It seemed to be expected.

"Clear eyebrows, don't be excited."

Qin Xiulan saw that Ye Qingmei reacted so fiercely, and could not help but surprise her. She quickly comforted her.

"Lin Yu was dead, and died last year." Lin Yu couldn't hear anymore, and said actively, his heart seemed to be pressed with stones, and he was very dull.

Ye Qingmei trembled sharply, his expression was dull, his tears slipped along his cheeks, loosened Qin Xiulan's hand, slowly stepped back, a softness under his legs, sitting on the stool behind him.

Then a huge sadness instantly swallowed her, and her tears rushed out like a Jedi flood. She covered her face and cried regardless of her pain.

It looks like a child who has lost his favorite toy.

"Oh, girl, don't cry, your crying aunt's heart is broken."

Qin Xiulan couldn't stop rushing out, and quickly took a paper towel to comfort Ye Qingmei.

For more than half an hour, Ye Qingmei calmed down. With her strong request, Lin Yu took her to her graveyard.

This feeling was so strange to sweep myself on myself. Lin Yu was urging and urged Ye Qingmei to leave quickly.

After a while, the mobile phone in Ye Qingmei's bag suddenly rang. Lin Yu was helping her hold her bag and quickly took out her mobile phone out and handed it to her.

"You can pick me up." Ye Qingmei waved his hand a little lost.

Lin Yu helped her pick it up. In order to let her hear, she specially opened the removal, and the sound of a aunt immediately came from the phone.

The channels that were turned over and thrown were all. He hadn't left yet. We said that he had called the police, and he was not afraid. It may be a neuropathy.


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