Chapter 1947 (1/2)

Two people hung up the phone, Ling Limu received his cell phone, quickly left the school and went to the nearby mall.

Two hours later, Ling Limu came out of the mall. He carefully selected some gifts.

It's already more than seven in the evening. Ling Limu is ready to go directly to Fu Xiyao's house.

His big hand carrying the gift bag was cold. He had never been so nervous.

That's Fu Xiyao's family. He will try his best to make her family like him.

Ling Limu stood by the roadside, ready to take a taxi.

At this time, two black nanny cars suddenly sped in, and then stopped. The door opened and down came seven or eight little gangsters with sticks in their hands.

The little gangsters looked at Ling Limu and said, ”are you Ling Limu?”

Passers-by saw this scene and quickly scared away.

Ling Limu's deep black eyes fell on those little gangsters. There was no emotional fluctuation on his handsome face, ”I am.”

”OK, you boy. You even hooked up with the boss's wife for making up lessons. The boss was very upset when this green hat was buttoned down, so let's give you a good beating.”

Ling Limu thinks of the make-up family, the beautiful hostess wearing a sexy suspender skirt

Ling Limu is 18 years old. Boys at this age understand everything. The hostess is always very attentive to him. He still wants to touch his face that night. He knows the hostess's hidden mind.

Ling Limu put down the gift bag in his hand. His handsome eyelids were cold and thin. Now he was more languid. Looking at those little gangsters, he lightly hooked his lips, ”why do you hit me?”

”You!”

Those little gangsters were immediately angered. ”Come on, beat this boy to death!”

The little gangsters rushed over.

Ling Limu looked at them and casually twisted his neck. 18 was the age of publicity and unruly.

When a gangster rushed up, Ling Limu hit him with a sharp fist.

Ah!

A gangster fell down, then two gangsters, three gangsters... Fell down.

Finally, a little gangster retreated in fear. He looked at the handsome young man in front of him. He was quick and ruthless, and put down one piece at a time.

It's horrible.

Finally, the little gangster ran straight away.

Ling Limu was sweating all over, his fine chest fluctuated up and down, and his jaw was cold and indifferent.

With deep black eyes, he looked at the little gangsters who fell on the ground. He stood straight. The young man's back was very straight, like JUNBA like a green pine. He turned around and went to get the exquisite gift bag he put on the ground.

Then a string of melodious cell phone rings and he calls.

Ling Limu's footsteps stagnated. He reached out and took out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket.

It's Fu Xiyao.

Ling Limu's cold eyebrows and eyes softened for a moment. He looked at the time. Now it's urgent to catch up. He was ready to press the button to connect the phone.

At this time, a dull hum sounded. Ling Limu felt a sudden pain in his back. ”Pa”, and the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground.

Ling Limu raised his eyes. Just now those gangsters left. Now a black nanny car stopped by the side of the road. Several people in black came down and beat him with sticks.

Ling Limu wanted to get up, but his physical strength had reached its limit. With a ”plop”, he knelt on one knee on the ground.