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However, this thought only passed for a moment. Cong Shan touched Tang Wei's head, and then said to him, "Hold tight."

"You must not hurt yourself." Tang Wei raised his head in his arms. "We are gone, Mommy will be very worried about us. Don’t get hurt, she will be sad."

Tang Wei’s words made the big man Cong Shan’s nose sore. He pressed Tang Wei’s forehead hard. Pressing his head to his shoulder, "Close your eyes and don't look."

Tang Wei grasped Cong Shan's clothes tightly, tears came out, "Uncle, I'm fine, don't get hurt." When

he was crying, Is thinking of Cong Shan's safety.

Cong Shan thought of Tang poetry. She had a heart of innocence. Even if she was trampled on and insulted by others, she would still treat the people around her with care and consideration like sunshine. He had understood Tang Shi's past, and only then realized that this woman had suffered so many unfair treatments, but she was still kind, even if she was caught to death, she opened her eyes, and her eyes were still clear and translucent.

It is probably because of her character education that she has such a hard spine. After five years of jail, he has not been destroyed into a madman who hates the world, but has the courage to start all over again at any time.

Think about it, this woman is really braver than herself.

Cong Shan whispered, "Okay, let's go back to see your mother soon." I

don't know when, Tang poetry has become a kind of comfort for them.

It turned out that they were always protected by the people they wanted to protect.

Because they want to protect, they are strong enough to hold everything.

There was a fierce and rigorously trained servant Chong Shan rushing forward, followed by everyone with a swing stick in his hand. The original high-sounding Cong family member took off his deacon’s clothes as soon as the door was closed. All that was exposed was a fierce figure—Cong Shan was forced to the corner, with one hand still on top of Tang Wei’s head, and the other hand severely blocked the blow from the man—

The severe pain spread, he gritted his teeth and groaned, and then took advantage of the man's action and kicked his unprotected belly. The man flew out and knocked down two or three people. All of a sudden the scene became extremely chaotic!

Cong Shan stepped on a two-step wall in the air, and slammed his foot on the shoulders of his subordinates. Then his legs were twisted sharply and sharply in a very beautiful posture. As long as he was stronger, he could break his neck. !

Lin Qiao was accustomed to the bloody scenes, but was shocked by his son who was struggling in the crowd.

He has received rigorous training from the Cong family since he was a child, and his every move represents the rules of the "jungle". Lin Qiao only hopes that his son can be the young master of the jungle.

Unexpectedly, his son has become more and more rebellious since he was an adult, he will leave the Cong family to abandon all his money and reputation. He hates the mechanical cold jungle. If he stays any longer, he will definitely become a cold-blooded monster.

He can say that he doesn't like it, but he has thought about her mother! The Lady of the Jungle is more than her family! There are other ladies in the room! If someone else's son becomes the master of the jungle, he will definitely kill them!

She gave birth to this son, but she didn't become a young master. What a face!

Cong Shan's eyes were red, and he removed the arm of the person who rushed up on the spot, twisted hard, the person screamed, and his arm was dislocated!

As soon as he loosened his hand, the swing stick in his hand fell into Cong Shan's hands. He simply danced a stick flower neatly, holding a weapon in one hand, and the other hand never left Tang Wei's head.

Tang Wei knew that Cong Shan had spent a lot of effort. He had always been indifferent, as if there was no emotional fluctuation, but he was panting so intensely now that he obviously consumed a lot of physical strength.

He felt that he was a drag on Cong Shan. From the beginning, if he was not caught by the Cong family, Cong Shan would not be forced to return to the Cong family. If he were not too weak, Cong Shan would not be as strenuous as he is now.