play red umbrella

Finally?Tang Ji couldn't resist Tang Huiyi, so he took the gun for him himself.Boss Tang lived a comfortable life with rich clothes, fine food and good food, but he, a good man who opened a brothel——sold guns and drugs, and lived a life of licking blood with knives before he gained a foothold.Fortunately, in the autumn and winter months, the fifth watch has passed, and the sky is still covered with black gauze and foggy.

After Mr. Tang finished everything, when he straightened his back and stood up again, his eyes were dark, and he hurried to support the wall again.Not to mention that this kind of high-precision work lasted for a long time, and even though Tang was a half-skilled worker, the gun hit his ribs again.After Tang Ji finished cutting his clothes under the dim light, he went to fetch the bullets. He didn't sleep all night, exhausted.

After a while, Tang stood up leaning on the wall, and walked quietly through the window, and there was no one on the street at the moment.After pressing the window tightly, Tang walked quickly to the adjutant. Seeing that Tang Huiyi's blood had stopped, he whispered to the adjutant, "There is no one on the street, walk in the alley." Then he added, "Tell Tang Huiyi , I settled with him."

Seeing the adjutant helping Tang Huiyi leave from the back door of Tang's house, Tang Jixin calmed down slightly, although his hands were still shaking.Tang Ji didn't have the energy to think about other messy things, looking at the white sky, he fainted.

When Tang opened his eyes again, it was not the back alley of the Tang family, but it was not the Tang family's house either.The second person I saw was Doctor Xiao Sai.Afterwards, Tang watched Dr. Sai being dragged away, while he was lifted up by his hair.When Tang Jichu woke up, he was almost numb and his eyes were not clear.

His ears rang from being pulled by the man, and he frowned, and then he was thrown from the bed to the ground, not to mention the pain in his body, before he managed to get up, and his chin was pinched again, forcing him to look up.

Tang looked at that person, but he couldn't see clearly at all, so it didn't matter.He stared straight at the fuzzy thing, and he looked at it for as long as the man pinched it.Even Tang is not a person who suffers from a loss, but just like this, he was sweating all over.

Bo Han glued the black hair to his forehead, Tang looked at the man, his neck was already stiff and sore to the extreme.Sweat flowed down the eyebrows, around the eye sockets.Tang Ji raised and rolled his eyes and smiled.

If you say it is charming, it is too much, if you say it is beautiful, it is not enough.To use an inappropriate description, it's like meeting each other in the golden wind and jade dew.Tang Ji hated serving others with color, but it was hard for him to be proud. He always felt that being good or dying was more irritating and embarrassing than dying bravely.

He just smiled, and the person who came looked at Tang Ji, changing his hand from pinching his chin to gently lifting it.The man seemed to be wearing a pair of black leather gloves, which smelt of opium. The man rubbed Tang Ji's slightly blood-colored lips with his hands.The hand was so strong that Mr. Tang's lips quickly turned bright red.Putting it together with his paper-white complexion, there is an indescribable taste.

The man wiped the drop of sweat with his hand again, and wiped it on Tang Ji's mouth.Then, he slapped Tang Ji across the face.Suddenly, five fingerprints appeared on Tang Ji's face.

Tang stopped laughing.Going to get close to that hand, he opened his mouth slightly, licked the fingertips with his small tongue, then bit the glove lightly with his front teeth, and sloughed off the black skin.Just like that, he rubbed against the man's hand with his side face.The visitor didn't seem to expect Tang Ji to be like this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed.The voice was ugly and greasy, but it reminded Tang Ji of Tang Huiyi.

The man hugged Tang Ji horizontally and whispered in his ear.The smell of opium smoke mixed with foreign wine is really unflattering, Tang even felt slightly resented after being tossed like this. "...I've heard that Mr. Tang is more beautiful than a woman. I saw you today. It's a well-deserved reputation. It's no wonder that Tang Huiyi was shot and wanted to have a tryst with you overnight."

Tang ignored him immediately, but guessed that this person was that shit provincial committee member, he laughed loudly, and put his arm on that person's shoulder, revealing a large area of ​​his neck.The provincial party committee buried its head on Tang Ji's body, biting Tang Ji's collarbone, and Tang Ji let out another howl.

"There is a knife on the head of the color character, and a mass grave under the pomegranate skirt", it should be so.The provincial party committee waved off those servants as early as when Tang Ji was picked up, leaving only him and Tang Ji.

Tang Ji, a native of Wanping, respect him, call him Mr. Tang, he has been playing for ten years, so there are naturally many ways.In the early years, when he first encountered these gangsters kidnapping and robbing people, he knew that he had no child skills and could not forcefully snatch them, so he outsmarted them.He always hides an embroidery needle in his mouth, when necessary,

Live by it.

When the provincial party committee was busy stealing incense from Tang Ji, Tang Ji took out the needle from his mouth and pressed it on the man's Yamen acupoint.On weekdays, Tang Ji can use [-]% of his strength, but it is a pity that when Tang Ji first woke up, and after such a toss, his hands lost strength, so he can only use [-]% of his strength.Four points of strength, insufficient to cause death, insufficient to cause coma.

Tang exhausted all his strength and was thrown to the ground again.Seeing that the provincial party committee escaped, the gun went off and the gun went off.Tang Ji was unscathed.

Later, when I recalled that Tang Ji really settled down, that was the day when Tang Huiyi, wearing gauze around his waist, stepped on the corpse of the provincial party committee, and safely carried Tang Ji out of the melee.Tang Huiyi hugged Tang Ji, smiled, and said, "Mr. Tang, I'm afraid we will never be innocent in this lifetime."

The author has something to say: Ah, I am still looking for information, wondering how long Tang Huiyi will recover after being shot.The lethality of the guns used in the Republic of China is not the same as it is now, and the sanitation environment and medical standards are also different. How long will it take him to get out of bed and walk to his man orz.The only time I can find one is two months. I will probably make a little more nonsense on this basis, at least I won’t write that I am full of energy just after taking out the bullet.