The thin monkey looked downstairs. This was the best distance and a very good sniper position. If he killed Ye Ling's son, it would be... A fatal blow to Ye Ling, but his sniper was seriously injured.

"Bring the sniper gun!"

"Yes!"

A man took the sniper gun, and the thin monkey carried the sniper gun, found a very suitable sniper position, and aimed at the children's painting downstairs.

After aiming, he found that it seemed to be a very good sniping position. If he really shot, there was a great obstacle. Children's paintings and others were sending materials. There were people around, and others were small. Surrounded by a group of people, people around would hinder his sniping position. Gulas also protected very well, blocking his sniping with his body. The thin monkey was very angry.

"I mixed in the crowd and killed him!"

"No, follow him for a while and see where Yeling is. He doesn't have many people in the golden city. Finding their place and killing a child is not enough to calm the anger in my heart!" Thin monkey put away his sniper gun, "I want to put a long line and catch big fish!"

"Yes!"

Yeling

He wants to catch Yeling's family, kill people in front of Yeling, torture him, and make his life worse than death!

A child in shabby clothes ran into the children's painting, and gulas hurriedly separated him. He was as thin as a wood, leaving only a pair of black eyes. He seemed to be very hungry. He rushed from a distance, but caught up with the supplies of the children's painting, and the distribution was over. He looked at the children's painting hesitantly, looking forward to having more food to give him, but the food of the children's painting had been distributed, and his lips were dry with hunger and extreme water shortage.

Knowing that there was no food, I was particularly disappointed.

Tong Hua opened the door and took down a bottle of fruit juice. In fact, he had already taken a sip, but he had no other food except this bottle of fruit juice. "Here you are!"

It's a little embarrassing to give others what he has drunk, but there's nothing children can do about it. He came here as a bait, not really kind-hearted. Young people like little boys are everywhere in South Africa. He can help this one, but not another.

The little boy took the juice tremblingly, "thank you!"

What he said turned out to be Chinese.

Tong Hua was slightly surprised and suddenly remembered that this was the boy he had met on his first day in Nancheng district.

The little boy is holding fruit juice and cherishing it very much. The child painting is a little blocked in his heart.

"You're welcome!"

Gulas, "young master, it's almost time."

Tong Hua hum, get on the bus, he can give money, but he can't. If he gives money, he leaves, and the little boy will be beaten into meat pies. In that case, why bring disaster to him? Such a person, he can't help a lot, and it shouldn't be his responsibility.

"Didn't you find it strange?"

"No!"

"Yes, go home!"

These people are not in Nancheng district or Beicheng district. Are they out of town?

Everyone else showed up, and there was nothing. It's good to be patient. There's no other explanation except going out of town.

Dad killed a lot. When he met him, these people must have killed him with one shot.

Gulas drove away. In the car mirror behind the pet of the children's painting, he looked at the little boy from a distance and looked at him with the bottle of water in his arms. The children's painting's eyes sank and suddenly said, "drive slowly, let the people behind pay attention, and see if anyone follows!"

"Yes!"

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The update ends today.

Say some update problems. The minimum is guaranteed at 6 o'clock every day. If there is no update, it will be made up. If it exceeds 6 o'clock, it all belongs to plus. I promised to be at 8 o'clock by the end of the month, but I didn't happen to meet my aunt. Sorry!

I came back from seeing the doctor, took the medicine and slept. If I feel better, I'll write again!