I got through. Fortunately, he was a stuntman with professional training. He was able to climb mountains and ridges and was very agile.

The two of them climbed up along the secluded road they had taken when going down the mountain. After climbing for a while, the little girl in front shouted with joy: "Hahaha, the little scumbag fell into a dog shape."

The little lolita shouted happily. Yan Xing, who was two steps behind, hurriedly moved forward. In the light of the little lolita's headlight, he saw a man with a crew cut wearing black and gray assault jackets jumping like a dog chewing mud.

He fell to the ground, his head down, his feet down, thatch and a few saplings under his belly, and the backpack on his back slid down, pressing on his neck.

Looking to the side, there are two people lying crookedly next to them. One is tilted and fell to the ground, with his body pressed against a rhododendron tree. The other is lying on his back, with his feet on the calf of the man lying on the ground in dog chewing style.

superior.

The three of them were lying in a messy posture, and there were no signs of struggle. It was obvious that they had fallen to the ground and were unconscious.

The spices of the little lolita are so powerful! Seeing the three people lying down while putting incense, Yan Xing walked around the little lolita calmly, reached out and grabbed the man with his face on the ground, leaving the crew-cut man by his collar, and lifted him up.

, that face is also a very ordinary face, with a thin scar below the right ear.

He put the crew-cut young man aside and lifted the other two younger-looking people up, carefully looking at their facial features.

Handsome Yan was admiring the "handsome guy". Le Yun stretched out her claws to grab the boy with a flat head, threw it over her shoulder, put it on her shoulder like a sack, and ran away with a bang: "Handsome Yan, this

Be mine, and you can move the other two and leave."

When Yan Xing heard the noise and raised his head, the little Loli had thrown the boy with a flat head over his shoulder. He didn't have time to stop her. She carried him and left. He stared, and his mood suddenly reached the bottom: That little scumbag was so lucky that he could

It is simply unreasonable for a little loli to carry her back!

The little Loli was carrying the little Zhazha. She was holding the Zhazha’s legs, and the little Zhazha’s legs were pressed against the little Loli’s chest. The damn guy was even fainted, but he was lucky enough to be next to the little Loli.

Breasts, take advantage of them, okay?!

angry.

Yan Xing's jealous rage burned uncontrollably. His teeth ached with hatred, and he almost jumped up to grab the guy and throw him away.

Before he could suppress his anger, the little Lolita was already running down with the man on her shoulders, causing the grass and trees to squelch loudly, like a wild deer passing by.

The little loli left as soon as she said so. Yan Xing, who was so burned by the flames of jealousy that his heart ached with pain, fiercely grabbed a little scumbag and put it on his shoulder, then grabbed another one and put it under his armpit.

He picked up the two little scumbags and chased the little Lolita like they were dragging a dead dog.

He hated the little Zhazha so much that he had no mercy or tenderness at all. He walked as fast as he could, regardless of whether the thorns or thorns would hurt the little Zhazha. He ran down snoring.

, tripping over and causing the grass and trees to shake, as if a group of wild beasts were running wildly.

He ran fast, and the little Loli was just as fast. He saw a piece of light swaying in front of him. By the time he almost caught up with the little Loli, they were already at the foot of the mountain. The two of them ran down the small ridge one after the other, along the bare river beach.

Run to the tent.

It took at least twenty minutes to go up and down the mountain. The bonfire in front of the tent had no flames, only red ashes, and the aroma of the porridge was even stronger.

Running back to the camp in a hurry, Leyun ran to the fire and was about to throw the thing off her shoulders when she heard a loud "bang". She turned her head and looked, and saw handsome Yan Yan running over, casually holding the hand under her armpit and

The guy on his shoulder was thrown away, and the two people landed on the ground one after another, making a very loud sound, and no one knew how hard he used it.

Yan Xing threw away the two little scumbags without blinking an eye. He stretched out his long arms and grabbed the young man with a flat head on the little loli's shoulder. Then he took two steps back silently and lifted the young man as if he was lifting a weight.

High, throw it again, and throw the person out like garbage.

After the person who was thrown high had no support anymore, he fell straight down, landed with a thud, and hit the river beach full of sand and gravel, still facing down like a dog chewing mud.

The flat-headed young man was unconscious and did not even make a sound even though he was hit hard on the ground.

"?" Le Yun's eyes were filled with questions. Did Handsome Yan take gunpowder? Why does he look so angry? Looking at the dregs that were thrown away, he asked very puzzledly: "Handsome Yan, why did you throw him away like that?

Why go far?"

"Oh, I didn't pay attention for a moment. I threw it in the wrong direction. I'll twist it around." He hit the boy with a flat head once, and the anger in Yan Xing's heart subsided a little. He heard the little Lolita ask why he threw that guy.

I went to the other side, explained calmly, and turned around to work as a porter.

Huh, he didn't say that he did it on purpose. The little scumbag that needed to be cleaned up touched the little loli's breast. It was his greatest mercy not to smash the scumbag to death on the spot.

Yan Xing, filled with overwhelming anger towards Zhazha, walked up to the young man who looked like a dead dog, bent down, and unceremoniously untied the young man's backpack, then grabbed the young man, lifted it up, and tossed it again like trash.

Throw away.

The unlucky guy fell to the ground with a thud, and was once again thrown on his face to the loess and his back to the sky.

"Brother Yan, is that guy offended?" Le Yun watched Handsome Yan Yan turn around, untie his backpack, pick him up and throw him away again. She was speechless. That guy was so unlucky. He was thrown by the handsome guy twice. She smelled it.

The smell of blood, the poor unlucky guy must have been beaten beyond recognition.

"Don't show mercy to such evil people." Yan Xing felt relieved after throwing the person away again. What a bastard! He dared to take advantage of a little lolita that he didn't even have the guts to take advantage of, and smashed it into pieces.

Not an exaggeration.

"You threw him so hard that you messed up his face and we can't take pictures. Forget it, just throw it away if you want. It's not me who hurts anyway." Le Yun felt that the little scumbag must have grown somewhere.

It was a shame that Handsome Yan didn't like her, so she was retaliated against. She didn't pursue it too much and ran to the river to wash her hands.

Did the little loli notice it? Yan Xing blinked, he threw the little scumbag twice, the little loli also felt that he was very angry, right? Touched his chin, hum, it’s strange that he can’t be angry, who made that guy faint?

Even the little loli has to carry it.

While the little Loli ran to the river, he quickly walked up to the young man with a flat head, stretched out his foot and hooked the young man up to look at his face. The face came into close contact with the river beach twice in a row, and was scratched with blood from the gravel.

Almost unrecognizable.

That face might be a bit inaccurate to his true appearance, but it doesn't matter. Didn't the person fall into his hands? Even if we don't take photos and leave hair or blood, we can still find his family and who the little scumbag is from the DNA.

Yan Xing didn't feel that he was going too far. Looking at the scumbag's face covered with blood, he was still reluctant to think about it, so he kicked the flat-headed young man in the heart hard. The little scumbag was dead anyway.

It doesn't matter if you are abused.

After that kick, the muscles of the flat-headed young man spasmed, and then he still lay down like a dead dog without any consciousness.

The prisoner didn't respond, and Yan Xing finally relieved himself. When he saw the little Loli coming back, he threw the little Zhazha's backpack aside, quickly moved the pot from the fire to the ground, and took firewood to light the fire.

After washing her hands and returning, Le Yun put her single-handled milk pot on the fire, poured in rice washing water and boiled it. Yan Xing added firewood to the fire, moved to the little Lolita and sat down to control the fire.

The two of them divide the work and cooperate, one is in charge of the fire and the other is in charge of the pot. When the water in the pot boils, they add the fungus and blanch it, then blanch the mushrooms, and finally blanch the herbs picked for vegetables, blanch the food, and pour out the rice soup water.

Yun took out a small bottle from her bag, poured a little peanut oil into the pot, added some seasonings, put the fresh mushrooms and herbs into the pot, stirred it, and made a pot of cold salad.

The food is ready and the meal is served.

Of course, it was only for the two of them, so forget about the three little scumbags. Not to mention that they were unconscious, even if they were awake, Yan Xing would never agree to give the food to the scumbags.

Holding the bowl in his arms, Yan Xing drank white porridge and ate wild vegetables. He ate very happily. After a full meal, he asked the little Loli to have a rest first, while he rushed to wash the pots and dishes, washed the tableware and came back, facing the three of them.
Chapter completed!