Chapter 1238

Sure enough, my brother's son inherited 100%.

Domineering, violent!

I don't know who he wants to deal with. There is always a sense of fatigue that breaks his heart for the enemy.

He looked at the TV station and saw that Tong Hua had been using his mobile phone. He didn't know who to contact. Meng Qi asked, "who are you talking to?"

"My second uncle." The strength of ghost town is not as strong abroad as at home, but it can still be covered in Paris. It is not difficult to check the whereabouts of a person. When I was talking, I saw a group of people come out of the TV station and a group of reporters rush up.

Meng Qi could see clearly that the man and woman standing on the steps were candy and Neil who framed Shen Qianshu. They became popular. They recorded a program on TV tonight to testify against Shen Qianshu. The program had been broadcast and was still very popular. Reporters rushed up to try to dig up some information. Meng Qi suddenly realized.

He measured his head and glanced at the children's painting. Sure enough, he saw a cruel sneer on the lips of the children's painting.

Mengqi mourned for them.

This child is really a protector.

He is violent and protective. He is also an activist. Shen Qianshu has not worked out a strategy yet. He is going to kill first and then speak.

"Uncle, it's up to you in a moment."

"It's none of my business!" Meng Qi Leng hum, he can't wait to see Shen Qianshu eat shriveled.

Candy and Neil quickly got on the bus and left.

"Follow up!" Tong Hua said.

Meng Qi sat in the driver's seat, shook his head, helplessly drove the car to follow up, and was extremely uncomfortable, "you are only seven years old!"

"I know."

Meng Qi said, "seven year old children should be cute and cute to be liked."

"Are you blind? I've always been cute and cute!"

The car followed the car in front and left the TV station.

Dark guards, "..."

Young master, I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about cute and cute.

Meng Qi thought of his childhood, and then thought about the seven-year-old of children's painting. When he was seven years old, he was not simple and naive. He knew almost everything he should know, but he couldn't match the neatness of the child.

"You should not interfere. You should let your brother and... Your mother deal with it. As a child, you should follow my father to visit mountains and rivers, museums and palaces every day."

Tong Hua smiled and snapped his fingers, "I help my mommy deal with such a small matter, which doesn't affect my sightseeing. Be smart and lose it. If you lose it, I'll despise you. Thanks to my mommy, I still praise you. Is it to take care of your face?"

"What!" Meng Qi was so excited by him that he stepped on the accelerator and caught up with him. He couldn't hear Shen Qianshu despise him at all. The car chased out of the central city and was not too far away from the car in front.

Dark guard asked, "young master, do you want to do it?"

Children's painting, "what hand to move? There are so many people, we need to be elegant."

Dark guard, "..."

It should be able to kill and set fire. What does this have to do with elegance?

The car drove a few blocks, and the number of people gradually decreased. Children's painting looked around, which was bad for the development of the city. There were too many monitors, and there were at most monitors in this area. When passing a monitor, children's painting smiled and compared with a scissor hand, looking particularly cute.

"The people in front seem to have found us following him." Meng Qi said faintly that the car in front accelerated.

Tong Hua's face sank, "catch up!"

Meng Qi stepped on the accelerator with one foot, caught up, and crossed the bridge. The crowd was rare.

Tong Hua narrowed his eyes and said, "hit it!"