"I heard that the strength of the Shura Lord is extraordinary, but now that I see it, it is really true." Ji Xiuran looked at Lord Shura and smiled indifferently.

"You're not bad either." Lord Shura's face was expressionless, and he glanced at Ji Xiuran, and his tone was cold.

Seeing the unending momentum of the two of them, Ye Wanwan's brows furrowed deeply, and the corners of her eyes swept to Nie Wuming, who was eating melons on the side.

Immediately, Ye Wanwan stepped down from the VIP seat and came to Nie Wuming's side.

"Don't eat it......" Ye Wanwan said towards Nie Wuming.

Hearing Ye Wanwan's words, Nie Wuming looked inexplicable: "What's wrong......

"You go and help." Ye Wanwan said.

"Help?" Nie Wuming was slightly stunned, what did Ye Wanwan mean.

"Which one to help?" Nie Wuming asked subconsciously.

"What help which...... Pull them away......" Ye Wanwan spoke.

Immediately, Nie Wuming shook his head: "The two big guys are fighting, and I have a small boss to join in the fun, besides, what's the ......matter with me?"

"Are you really not going?" Ye Wanwan stared at Nie Wuming.

"If you don't go, whoever goes is a bastard." Nie said namelessly.

"Alas......" Ye Wanwan took out a stack of banknotes from her bag, and said helplessly: "Then it seems that this money has nothing to do with you...... It's a pity, it's a real pity. ”

Nie Wuming looked at the stack of hundred-yuan bills in Ye Wanwan's hand, suddenly snatched it over, frowned and said: "My good sister, what nonsense are you talking about, you and I are friends of eight worships, sharing weal and woe, and never giving up on life and death...... What is the relationship between us, you have something, isn't it just a matter of one sentence......"

After Nie Wuming finished speaking, he loaded a stack of banknotes into his arms.

Ye Wanwan: "......" This is Nie Wuming, that's right......

"Come, my good sister, you say, how to pull." Nie Wuming stood beside Ye Wanwan and said with a dog-legged smile.

"Let them stop fighting......" Ye Wanwan was full of helplessness.

"Okay, I'll go and persuade ......" Nie Wuming nodded, trotted away, and ran to the place where Ji Xiuran and the Shura Lord were fighting.

At this moment, Ji Xiuran and Lord Shura have not stopped, and this battle is becoming more and more intense.

"Repair and dye!"

Suddenly, Nie Wuming hugged Ji Xiuran from behind.

Seeing this, Ji Xiuran's brows frowned slightly, and he was a little incomprehensible about Nie Wuming's behavior.

"Hurry up, come back with me, Uncle Ji had a car accident just now and was hit by a car! The person is in the hospital, I can't contact you, I just called, you hurry up and follow me to the hospital to see what the hell is going on...... The driver who hit Uncle Ji was hit and run! Nie Wuming's face was full of "anxiety", and he couldn't see any flaws at all, as if Ji Xiuran's father was really hit by a car.

Hearing Nie's nameless words, Ji Xiuran was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that Ji Xiuran was being hugged by Nie Wuming from behind, Lord Shura did not take advantage of the danger of others, and continued to attack, standing in the distance, standing with his hands in his hands.

"I'll ask for advice another day."

Ji Xiuran looked at the Shura Lord, and immediately, he and Nie Wuming turned around and left.

Not far away, Ye Wanwan looked confused, he asked Nie Wuming to pull the rack, but he never expected that Nie Wuming would actually pull the frame like this......

In this way, he is really the first person in the past...... I'm afraid that only Nie Wuming can think of it......

Seeing that Ji Xiuran was no longer entangled, and left the Shen family, the Shura Lord was expressionless, a cold light of the soul appeared in his eyes, and he turned around and returned to his seat and drank a cup of tea. 2k reading web