Pain to make this bodyguard cried out, Zhang Qishan jumped on the coffin, cradling the child's neck, make an effort a lift, a hand drum vascular, will the children pulling a foot and a half, see children on the arm a rash climb toward the shoulder, Zhang Qishan violence, he cried: "the fortune teller!"
Qi beak completely ignorant, is frightened the shout, hand gongs landing, with a loud noise, Malaysian side squat forward running. Is just a moment, Qi beak a piece of blank eyes, just listen to the lute shear folding metal friction sound and the child tore heart crack lung of screaming. Remember to
voice kept in his ear,After the front of the light to the coffin of the blank is full of blood and rushed to the medical officer. Qi an eyes rolled her eyes, almost fainted.
"bye!" Before he recovered, the causeway is the adjutant into his hands, while Malaysia also pull back on the buckle buckle. Zhang Qishan squatted in the coffin on the child to get rid of coat just squatting place, will be left in the middle of Pipa scissors.
also? Qi beak trembling, almost knelt down, Zhang Qishan's voice was very calm, a little also not just yell: "Laoba. Look at me."
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