The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Especially lying on the hillside, using a pistol instead of a sniper rifle to snipe two people at once. This video is widely circulated on the Internet, and even professional game clubs come out to shout, want to find this person.

Qingbao is Xia Beiqing, and no one knows yet except Yunci.

Xia Beiqing leaned in front of Yunci: "Sister-in-law, you are on fire, and many people are looking for you, do you want to show up?"

Yunci stretched out his hand towards Xia Beiqin: "Give me the phone."

Xia Beiqing obediently handed it.

Yunci fiddled with him twice on his mobile phone and quickly returned it to him.

Xia Beiqing didn't see anything famous: "What's the matter? Sister-in-law?"

Yunci said faintly: "I have strengthened your account to prevent them from searching for you and finding your IP address."

Xia Beiqing's eyes stared like copper bells.

Sister-in-law is cheating!

After school.

Xia Beiqing came to the rooftop.

Yu Enzheng bit his straw and drank Coke: "By the way, how are your progress with Teacher Shen?"

"Not very good." Xia Beiqing found a chair and sat down.

Jiang Xiujie laughed and said, "Isn't it, haven't caught up yet?"

Yu En curled his little mouth: "Mr. Shen has lived for 28 years, and he should have had many boyfriends. It is indeed a hard bone to chew."

Having had many boyfriends, this sentence made Xia Beiqing feel inexplicably irritable.

"You guys do me a favor."

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It was getting late, and Shen Zhiyu drove home.

He lives in an old-fashioned community, which is in a remote location and there are no more people.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

Something hit his windshield.

He immediately stepped on the accelerator and got out of the car to check.

It's a stone.

At this time, a group of little ruffians with sticks poured out from all directions, surrounding Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu narrowed his eyes behind the lenses, his expression calm: "Are you asking for money?"

He took out a few banknotes from his wallet.

The little ruffian headed cursed: "Where is the money to kill the beggar? We don't want money, just want to beat you up!"

"Fight." Shen Zhiyu evoked a warm smile. Then, he took off his jacket without hurriedly, and slid it on the car, using his slender fingers to untie the collar and cuffs, acting gracefully.

"What are you doing!"

In the dark night, a grumpy voice sounded.

Turning his head to see, it was Xia Beiqin.

He suddenly ran over and stood in front of Shen Zhiyu: "Don't be afraid, Teacher Shen, I will protect you."

"That one…"

Before Shen Zhiyu could say anything, he saw Xia Beiqing rushing up.

His fighting movements were skillful, and quickly, he knocked down a group of people.

At this time, a little ruffian sneaked behind Shen Zhiyu, raised the stick, and slammed it at him.

"Ms. Shen!"

Xia Beiqing suddenly rushed forward, shielding Shen Zhiyu, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it.

The stick hit his arm hard.

Xia Beiqing snorted, his face pale.

While holding Xia Beiqin who was about to fall, Shen Zhiyu raised his foot and knocked the little ruffian to the ground.

After fighting off the little ruffian, Shen Zhiyu helped Xia Beiqin into the car.

"Go to the hospital."

Xia Beiqing clutched his arms and suddenly shouted: "Don't don't, I'm most afraid of the hospital, I don't want to go!"

"..."

Shen Zhiyu looked at Xia Bei's arm.

After a moment of silence, he said: "Then go to my house."

Xia Beiqing's eyes lit up.

The car stopped in front of an old building.

Shen Zhiyu supported Xia Beiqin to the third floor and took out the key to open the anti-theft door.

In the room, the furnishings are simple, clean and warm, and there is a fresh fragrance in the air.

Just like this person Shen Zhiyu.