Dabao didn''t expect to follow this Ramadan again. She still expects to have a good fight. Now that he''s here, does she have anything to do?

    "Oh, someone is coming again. No matter how many people don''t come, don''t want to run away today."

    Brown haired men are extremely arrogant, but the arrogance of Ramadan is definitely not comparable to these people, even though the bodyguards behind them are holding guns.

    Dabao reluctantly took a step back, and then sat on the sofa at one side. Pony saw that her sister was so calm and saw her loyal suitor. He simply followed her and sat next to Dabao.

    "Elder sister, why don''t you go first? He looks big and should be able to take a few shots. "

    Pony is a good child growing up under the red flag. Although he has studied abroad for several years, he is the first time to see such a situation with a gun.

    And still in China, it''s normal for him to worry when there are so many guns.

    But he can think of letting Dabao go first. Dabao still thinks the pony is good.

    "Come on, I''m waiting to play later. What if they still have someone outside? Would you like to go first? "

    "How can I go first? I brought you here. I want to go together. If I don''t go together, I want you to go first. I won''t be so ungrateful. "

    "Well, then you have loyalty in the end. Take a good look at them. They are also the president, but how good they are."

    Although Ramadan was very unhappy with Dabao playing with the pony, he couldn''t help being happy when he heard Dabao''s rare praise.

    Praise, yes, praise yourself.

    That''s what he thinks anyway.

    The skill of Ramadan is needless to say. They started directly. Those people didn''t even have time to pull insurance, so they were kicked away by Ramadan.

    "So fast?"

    "Come on? It''s OK, but it''s very handsome. "

    Dabao is not a fool. A man can chase you for several years. No, he should chase her for several generations. There is Dabao''s love. Dabao will really take Ramadan as his first choice.

    But Dabao has been afraid of those who belong to night evil and selfishness in Ramadan.

    Those selfishness will inspire the most evil part of his heart.

    That''s why Dabao has been unable to accept him.

    "Ah, don''t kill me. Stay alive."

    Hearing Dabao''s orders, Ramadan naturally followed suit. After cleaning up the people in a few minutes, Ramadan walked towards Dabao.

    "Let''s go. Don''t come to such a place in the future. I''ll take you back."

    Dabao stood up with a flat mouth and told him not to kill him. The boy stunned them all. It''s really getting more and more boring.

    "I still want to play."

    "If you want to play, I''ll take you to Las Vegas."

    "My family runs a casino. Why should I go somewhere else?"

    "Then go to KONE."

    Ramadan was a hundred obediences to Dabao, but at this time, when everyone didn''t pay attention, the brown haired man woke up. Not only that, he shot Dabao in the back with a gun.

    "Sister, be careful"

    The pony didn''t have time to run over. It reacted very quickly during Ramadan. He rushed over with a vigorous stride and directly blocked a shot for Dabao with his back.

    The pony picked up the stool and threw it at the brown haired man. This time, he really fainted to the ground.

    "Ramadan, Ramadan, do you have anything to do?"

    "Ramadan?"

    The corners of the lips of Ramadan slowly shed blood. Dabao didn''t expect that Ramadan was so weak. The gun directly pierced the heart from the back, and her hand kept pressing on the heart to prevent the blood from flowing out.

    But I don''t know why, the harder she pressed, the more blood flow.

    Ramadan''s hand hung weakly on her face, and he said softly:

    "That''s good. You''re all right."

    "Why, why did you stop the bullet for me? He can''t hurt me, you know, you know."

    Ramadan smiled weakly and said slowly, "but I don''t want you to be hurt."

    Dabao''s heart was hit hard. She didn''t expect that he would say so now.

    But it''s time to save him now. Yes, save him.

    Dabao looked at the pony and shouted:

    "Go and call a car."

    Just as he said this, Ramadan''s hand fell from her face. Dabao was surprised and didn''t know what to react.

    Just then, the door opened. Yan Kuan stood at the door and looked at the shape in front of him. He squatted down, looked at Dabao and said:

    "Dabao, don''t worry."

    Yan Kuan picked up the man himself and went out with Ramadan in his arms.

    "Pony, go back quickly. He''ll be fine. He won''t."

    Dabao was a little nervous and slowly followed up. How could this happen? How could it happen.

    ……

    "Dad, Dad, he''s not breathing, he''s not breathing."

    Dabao looked at Ramadan nervously. He didn''t breathe. How could he not breathe.

    "I know that this body is not a little white dragon. It has its own number. It''s time to die."

    "What do you mean? What''s going on? "

    Dabao was puzzled and asked directly:

    "Dad, what do you mean?"

    "Dabao, go to the forest of Warcraft and experience there. Everyone has his own way to go."

    "Dad, you save him, save him."

    Dabao has never been so flustered, but looking at Yan Kuan''s reluctance to say more, he is at a loss again.

    What are we going to do?

    "Dad, he did it to save me."

    Yan Kuan glanced at Dabao and said directly:

    "I said, go to the forest of Warcraft."

    Yan Kuan didn''t listen to Dabao at all. With a wave of his sleeve, Dabao disappeared in the air. He looked at the dead body on the bed, shook his fingers, and a soul floated out of the body.

    Yan Kuan took out a crystal clear bead at this time. If Dabao saw it, he would be surprised, because it was a real dragon bead.

    "Little white dragon, return it to its owner."

    "Thank you, father-in-law. Thank you, mother-in-law."

    "Go."

    With a wave in Yan Kuan''s hand, the little white dragon and the Dragon Ball disappeared in mid air.

    "Are you ready? Why don''t you explain to Dabao? The child will blame you. "

    "Don''t explain. Dabao sometimes doesn''t know what he wants. Maybe he can see it clearly."

    Shen Xiaoxiao shook her head impatiently. Just now she didn''t let herself out. She knew that Yan Kuan wouldn''t explain, and she didn''t know whether Dabao would blame Yan Kuan.

    But it''s a wonderful thing that little white dragon can recover. I just don''t know if he and Dabao have this fate.