Chapter 222 (1/2)

Who knows she takes a step, Zhang Xingyun follows up, make to rain clear God annoyed, ”Zhang Xingyun, my mother is not to play a game!”

”I know, Xiang coach, it's because you are not playing games that you should take me with you. I can help you, but others give me a title called” God assist ”. I can definitely help you

Zhang Xingyun's chest is guaranteed.

Xiang Yuqing, thinking of the scene that he was about to be killed by this man before he was killed by Wilson last time, makes up his mind and decides not to be with this man.

”I don't have time to protect you!”

”I don't need your protection. I'm God assisted.”

“…… Who raised it for you

”People who play games together.” Zhang Xingyun answers with a smile that the man is lingxiaohan.

Ma De, it's a game again. I know that this man is just like a psychopath. Do you really think he plays games? Did he know that he would die if he was not careful!

Xiang Yuqing is too lazy to talk nonsense with a man and goes directly to the garage where she has her own locomotive and lightning.

No longer hesitating, she stepped up directly, ready to step on the gas pedal. One kind was at the back of the car, with a circle of arms around her waist.

A plus sign appeared on the woman's head, ”Zhang Xingyun, get down!”

”No, no, I won't!” Zhang Xingyun sat in the car and played with Lai. If you don't get off, you can't kick me down? ”

Xiang Yuqing saw that the threat didn't work, so he advised him, ”Zhang Xingyun, to tell you the truth, I'm going to go to my comrade in arms. There's no possibility of coming back alive. Why should you take your life?”

Xiang Yuqing knows Jack's strength, but she can't let go of drunk night.

This task is hidden from the organization. She can't get help. She is not Jack's opponent by her own strength. If she wants to rescue zuixi, it is very difficult.

But she would rather die with drunken night than abandon her. This is her persistence.

”To coach, you are really a good man. You are affectionate and righteous. Then I have to help you. Go to the market. If you write again, your comrades will be in danger.” Zhang Xingyun guessed well that something must have happened, otherwise Xiang Yuqing's face would not be so bad.

“……” If the boy hadn't been spending time with himself, he would have set out. Instead, he reprimanded him?

”Are you sure you want to go with me? You're not afraid to die?”

”Follow the coach. You're OK.”