Chapter 22: The White Bull (2)

Wei Fang, a young girl in her 20s, showed a sweet smile.

The disgust in the pretty eyes of the big belly Mediterranean Zhang Daqian flashed for a moment, but it quickly disappeared.

Because she touched the valuable jade on her neck.

This is the big-bellied poop, the jade that Zhang Daqian of the Mediterranean bought for her.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'm going to wash it now, I'm going to wash it now, I remember you told me, did you bring that one over today? That thing works just amazing."

The big-bellied poop had some Mediterranean Zhang Da stumbling up from the sofa, and reluctantly let go of the young girl Wei Fang.

"Of course, I know you like it, so I went out of my way to come over with my friends, it's really good, you're going to be very comfortable tonight."

Wei Fang's face was red and shy.

"Okay, that's really great, thank your friends one day, it's good to have some more, I found this thing really good..."

Big-bellied, some Mediterranean Zhang Da laughed, and then stumbled to the shower room of the villa to wash.

Wei Fang on the side showed a helpless smile

Good stuff?

What's going on?

Could it be that this good thing is the thing that killed Zhang Daqi?

Could it be that they are taking drugs, are they being k-fans?

Cheng Yiping, who was in a state of soul, listened to the eloquent words between the big man in front of him and Wei Fang, and his eyes contracted suddenly.

He knew very well that what Wei Fang said was very much like taking drugs.

If it's really a drug addict, people will be unusually excited, maybe this big money died of cardiac arrest because of this.

No!

No way!

No way!

It's absolutely impossible!

If it is really a drug use, the autopsy report of the police station can definitely be found.

However, after investigation and understanding of the report of Zhang Daqian's death that the police learned, there was no toxin.

In other words, Zhang Daqian did not take drugs.

If you don't have drugs.

So what exactly is a good thing?

Cheng Yiping, who was in a state of soul, became more and more curious and strange.

What is happening in front of him now has completely exceeded the scope of Cheng Yiping's thoughts, and he feels more and more confused.

How did the big-bellied Mediterranean Zhang Daqian in front of him die of cardiac arrest?

Neither his own suicide, nor being killed, nor what K fans died of excitement.

It's not a burglary, then it's a big belly in front of you, how did Zhang Daqian from the Mediterranean die?

Cheng Yiping, who was in the soul state, frowned, feeling extremely strange about what was happening in front of him.

No wonder Wang Yuting and others in the police station will come to look for his help, and need the help of the super search app, now this case seems simple, but it is indeed very weird.

It's okay.

It's okay.

As long as you keep reading, then the truth will be revealed.

It is impossible for this big-bellied and somewhat bald man to die so directly and inexplicably.

What's more, the super search app has never failed and made mistakes.

Cheng Yiping, who was in the state of the soul, went straight through the villa.

I walked through the wall into the room.

At this moment, the young girl Wei Fang has gradually taken off the clothes on her body one by one, showing her graceful figure.

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would have already felt very shy, but I didn't mind Cheng Yiping in all these soul states, but looked at it carefully, touched my chin, and even saw some comments.

I have to say that this Wei Fang in front of him does have proud capital.

He looks only in his twenties, but he has a pretty good figure, which is probably why the big money nowadays likes to look for college students.

Then again, if you don't look good, how can you make a lot of money?

"Baby, baby, baby, I'm coming, baby baby I'm coming..."

The door of the bath in the villa room was pushed open, and I saw Zhang Daqian, who was only wearing a bath towel, running over happily, and hugged Wei Fang, who had taken off only his underwear, and there were some monkeys who were in a hurry.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, take your time, take your time, I'm all yours, look at what you're doing in such a hurry?"

The young girl Wei Fang showed a shy look, stretched out her finger and pointed at her wide cheeks, quite a little flirtatious.

"Am I not excited, am I not excited? come, come, bring out the good things, will take out the good things quickly..."

Pot-bellied, a little bald Zhang Daqian said urgently

"This thing introduced by your friend is really quite good, I have also drunk a lot of drinks, and there is really no drink like this one of your friends, to be honest, I really thought there would be something bad in it, and I went to take it for testing, but found that it was indeed just a sports drink..."

The pot-bellied Zhang Daqian had a gleam in his eyes, and watched Wei Fang take out a drink from the pink brand-name bag, and couldn't wait to take it.

drink

Sports drinks?

How is this possible!

Cheng Yiping's eyes suddenly lit up in the soul state...

He clearly saw the drink taken out of Wei Fang's pink bag in front of him, emitting a red glow.

What does this mean?

This shows that it was not anyone else who killed Zhang Daqian with a big belly and a little baldness, but the bottle of drink in Wei Fang's hand?

Are you kidding?

How is this possible?

The culprit who killed the big-bellied poop baldness and Zhang Daqian turned out to be the drink that Wei Fang took out of the pink bag?

How is this possible...

Cheng Yiping, who was in the state of his soul, really felt very strange, moved his steps, and went straight to the front of Zhang Daqian and Wei Fang, who were bald with a big belly.

At this moment, Zhang Daqian and Wei Fang didn't see Cheng Yiping's soul clone at all, they were all flirting and scolding.

This is

In the state of soul clone, Cheng Yiping looked blankly at the bottle of sporty drink that Wei Fang took out in his hand, and felt extremely confused and strange...

Because the sporty drink in Wei Fang's hand actually made Cheng Yiping's soul clone feel a little familiar.

Why is this drink so familiar?

Cheng Yiping, who was in the state of his soul, frowned and was thinking.

He always felt as if he had seen the drink somewhere.

"This drink is really good, as long as I drink it, I immediately feel energetic, no fatigue at all, even if I do that thing, I will be very brave..."

The big belly had some bald big eyes glowing, and he took the drink in Wei Fang's hand, opened it and drank it, and his originally drunk face suddenly glowed red.

Energetic

So effective?

Come to think of it.

Isn't this sports drink the white bull who wants to shoot an advertisement on Jiangzhen City TV Station?