Strongest Worker

Chapter 689

"Oh, please be gentle. My old bones are going to make you fall apart." Dad Tashi took back his eyes from Li Qing, took a breath of air conditioning, spoke a very non-standard Mandarin, and his tone was quite strange.

"We live here, please." Qian Liming said loudly.

Old Tashi's mouth and calloused fingers pulled out his ears: "keep your voice down, I'm not deaf."

Qian Liming looked embarrassed, smiled, squinted at the tall and thin man around him, and looked like a teacher asking questions. Seeing that the tall and thin man was excited all over, he hurriedly said to father Tashi: "Dad, this is our big boss. You didn't forget the conditions I talked with you before?"

"I haven't forgotten. Don't see that I'm old and not confused." father Tashi said, reaching out and pointing in one direction. "Those stockaded villages are empty. Take them and let them live there."

"As for you..." father Zhaxi looked at Li Qing again and knocked the cigarette pot on the door frame. "My conditions here are better than other people. I live here. It's very humid in Longxi when it's dark. It's bad for my health. Come in quickly."

Li Qing and Feng Yucheng looked at each other and knew that Zhaxi's father was not an ordinary person. The reason why they were allowed to live in their own house was that they saw some details of Li Qing and didn't trust them. They wanted to keep an eye on them so as not to have branches outside the Festival.

In a remote Hakka stronghold, suddenly a group of heavily armed mercenaries came, mixed with top experts who can't touch the details. No one dare take it lightly. So Li Qing could fully understand it. He smiled gently and took several people into the room.

Qian Liming stayed at the door and explained a few words to the tall and thin man. Then he smiled and turned into the house. He took the door and said to father Tashi, "uncle, we have wounded people here. The bullets have not been taken out. Can we deal with them?"

Father Tashi nodded, turned to the shelf, took a candlestick, and shouted out of the window, "Caiyun! Caiyun!"

"Ah." there was a clear and pleasant response outside. After a while, the door was pushed open with a creak. With a light bell, a 16-year-old girl ran in.

The little girl was born with water and delicate skin. She wore two pigtails, thick eyebrows and two big eyes. Bai Nen tied a string of small bells on her wrist, bare her jade arms, wore embroidered fine grain clothes, and surrounded her lower body with a short skirt of the same material. She was barefooted and full of wit and vitality.

As soon as the girl came in, almost everyone in the room couldn't help breathing. It was like a fresh cool wind blowing into the room, and she felt comfortable all over. Her eyes fixed on her delicate figure and couldn't move away any more.

"Why do girls run around all day?" Dad Tashi scolded angrily, and then said, "someone was shot here. I'm old and my eyes are bad. Please help me deal with it."

The girl called Caiyun answered softly, took the candlestick from father Tashi's hand, lit it on the table, tilted her small head and looked at several strangers in the room: "who's hurt?"

"I was injured and shot in the abdomen," Li Qing replied.

Caiyun stretched out his tender white hand and patted on the couch in front of him, pretending to be a mature adult: "come here and lie down and let me have a look."

Li Qing sipped, walked over in the envious eyes of several brothers behind him, and lay on the couch.

Caiyun looked at Li Qing, suddenly opened the corner of his mouth, smiled sweetly, and revealed two small tiger teeth. The outsiders in the house, Feng Yucheng, are old and prudent. He has a wife and a daughter. When he sees Caiyun, he only feels cute, like his own daughter. But the other guys seemed to be fascinated by ghosts. They just felt their hearts pounding and their cheeks were hot. They just looked dull.

After a few people were stunned, they were ashamed. They had seen the world, and their determination was nothing to say. But I never thought that I would be fascinated by a 16-year-old girl in a strange and remote place.

Qian liming was the most unbearable. He just felt itchy and couldn't sit still any longer. He leaned forward to the couch, stared at Caiyun's white and tender jade neck, and asked with a smile, "what can I do for you?"

Toot his mouth, Caiyun twisted his face, raised his finger and pointed to the wooden frame on the opposite wall: "bring me the gray cloth bag on the shelf."

"Ah." Qian Liming nodded quickly, ran to the wall, took the gray cloth bag out of the shelf, held it in his hand and went to the couch.

Feng Yucheng, sitting on the rattan chair to rest, glanced at Qian Liming's big stomach, and felt a burst of anger in his heart. How dare a bear like Qian Liming be interested in a young girl? What a toad wants swan meat!

While Qian Liming passed by, Feng Yucheng suddenly pretended to be careless and stretched out a foot. Qian liming was about to float. Naturally, he didn't notice Feng Yucheng's small movements. He tripped and fell to the ground with a loud bang. I don't know what the hell was in the gray cloth bag. It directly rushed at Qian Liming's face, which made his face dark as if he had just climbed out of the stove.