Chapter 765: Surname Gong is not good!

I suddenly couldn't hold it anymore and laughed. I shook my body and begged her for mercy: "I admit defeat, I accept it! Spare me, Dandan, I admit defeat." ”

Dandan showed a victor's smile on his face, and then let go of my legs, patted me lightly in my lower abdomen, and said: "I said, now your body belongs to me, I want you to laugh, you have to laugh, let you hurt, you have to be comfortable, you have to be comfortable"

I echoed and laughed, "Then make me comfortable!"

Dandan stopped joking and began to massage me seriously to relax.

I think it's a little incredible, in my impression, every time Dandan massages with me, he is very serious, and basically never jokes.

But I have to admit that Dandan is naughty, and she does have a bit of a spicy girl's demeanor.

I have experienced all kinds of tastes in Dandan's technique, and even pain is a kind of happiness. Her technique has reached the realm of supernatural perfection, and with a little force, although she feels some pain in her muscles, after the pain, it will be a strong sense of pleasure. The sense of rebirth is becoming more and more obvious, I am under the hands of Dandan, as if receiving a wonderful journey into the heavens and the earth, Dandan's means are like a beautiful legend, I am in this kind of legend, gradually become an immortal, such as a fairyland.

Of course, Dandan did try out her new technique in me, which is a technique of massaging the back. I lay on the bed, her hands soft and warm, roaming across my unfed back. Her technique is a little different from before, and the strength and pattern are also ever-changing. What's even more shocking is that under the light kneading of my hands, there is also a special rhythm and beat, and the friction between my hands and my back muscles is like a melodious melody.

It's a wonderful feeling!

However, the good times did not last long, and just as I was fully engaged in 'corruption', my mobile phone suddenly rang.

Dandan wanted to take the phone and help me refuse to answer it, but I took the lead in intercepting it from her hand and put it in front of my eyes to take a look.

I thought it would be Jin Ling's phone call after the interview, but what was displayed on the face was Qiao Ling's mobile phone number.

After connecting, I sat up, and listened to Qiao Ling say hurriedly on the other side of the phone: Senior brother, something has happened, something has happened! Are you living now?

I frowned and said, "Yes." What's wrong, what's wrong?

Qiao Lingdao: You go to the second floor and go to room 213. There's a bloody case there.

I was stunned: What, bloodshed? This is a big joke, isn't it?

Qiao Lingdao: I'm not kidding you. Hurry up and take a look, it's going to kill you if it's too late.

I said, "It's not that serious, is it?"

I was a little skeptical about Qiao Ling's words. I really can't figure it out, how could there be a bloody case in the headquarters base of Tianlong Company?

But with mixed feelings, I sat up from the bed and got dressed in a daze. Dandan eagerly asked me, "What's the matter, Brother Zhao?

I put on my socks and said, "Something's wrong, I'll go and see." You stay at home and don't move around. ”

Dandan helped me find the shoes and wanted to help me put them on with my own hands, I snatched the shoes from her hand and said with a smile: "I'm not so corrupt, let others help me put on shoes." ”

Dandan snatched the shoes again and said, "I'm happy!"

I was speechless. But I don't think it's a taste, it seems to be a little too 'corrupt', right? And Dandan is too gracious, she always makes me feel a little uncomfortable. Or even flattered.

After putting on my shoes, I eagerly stood up and rushed straight out of the house.

Straight to room 203!

Sure enough, when I got to the door, I didn't hear anything.

Tentatively leaning my ear to the door, I was taken aback.

I heard an eager shouting from inside, accompanied by the sound of punching and kicking.

I thought for a moment, then pushed the door tentatively, but it didn't close, and I stepped inside.

When I saw the scene in front of me, I was really shocked!

To be exact, there was indeed a bloody crime here.

It's a room dedicated to training equipment, filled with batons, security uniforms, riot shields, and more. The light bulbs in the room were dim, but the scene was unusually clear. A man in his thirties, covered in blood after being beaten by a black-faced girl, curled up in the corner. His body was stained with blood, and the ground and walls were also painted. His face was blue and red, and blood was still gushing endlessly from his nose. The man was quite handsome, about 1.8 meters tall, his hair was dyed orange and slightly curled. It looks a little fashionable in both clothing and dressing. He is of equal stature and wears a casual trench coat. But no matter how handsome he is, being beaten into this virtue also looks a little terrifying.

Moreover, the black-faced woman who was violent at her was none other than the Holy Phoenix Flower Xiangying.

What's going on here?

Who is this strange man, and how could he provoke Shengfeng?

With all kinds of doubts, I stopped Shengfeng from continuing to be violent to him, I grabbed Shengfeng's hand and asked her, "Why are you Hua Instructor, why are you beating him?"

In the afterglow of my eyes, I noticed that the body of the man who had been beaten began to tremble, and he looked at me pitifully, as if he was expecting justice and asking for help. It was also while I stopped Shengfeng that he had the opportunity to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, and plugged the two nostrils that were still bleeding with two fingers, moaning in panic.

Shengfeng's hand still wanted to exert force, but I held it, and she couldn't use it.

Sheng Feng said angrily: "Zhao Long, you'd better leave it alone!

I frowned and said, "You're going to kill him like that!"

Sheng Feng was slightly stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Did Qiao Ling ask you to come over and meddle in your business?"

I lied and said, "No. I heard the movement. ”

Sheng Feng sneered and said, "It must be Qiao Ling who wants to meddle with me again! In your room, I can't hear any movement here. The soundproofing is very good. This guy called Qiao Ling just now, but Qiao Ling wasn't at the base, so he asked you to come over and make trouble, didn't he?"

I didn't answer Shengfeng's question, but almost said inquiringly: "Instructor Hua, presumably this person is a new member of our company, he doesn't train hard, and he won't solve problems in this way, right?"

Shengfeng said: "I never beat my own team members. He's a he's a hairdresser. ”

I was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Hairdresser, why did the hairdresser provoke you? Are you not satisfied with your hair?"

At this time, I felt more and more surprised, I really couldn't imagine that a hairdresser, how could he be recruited by Shengfeng to the company, so tyrannical? It was also at this time that I suddenly felt that Shengfeng had a bit of the demeanor of a 'public security officer'. Of course, it has been better in recent times, about 95 years ago, and anyone who was brought into the police station for various reasons was beaten up violently, and then interrogated to record a confession. This flower instructor suddenly brought a hairdresser to ABP, and gave such a severe beating, did he also want to torture to extract a confession?

However, this thought was fleeting. Shengfeng's appearance, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a public security officer.

I heard Shengfeng point to the unlucky man who was repaired by her and said, "It's only to blame him for recognizing the wrong father, and his surname is not good." ”

I frowned and said, "What's a bad last name?"

Sheng Feng clapped his hands very chic and said, "His surname is Gong." He shouldn't be in the palace, if he didn't have the surname palace, he wouldn't have a chance to be beaten like this!"

Hearing this, I was even more confused by the second monk! No matter how powerful she is in Shengfeng, she has no right to care about other people's surnames, right?

It's simply unheard of.

I even think of this Shengfeng, her family may have some irreconcilable festivals with the family surnamed Gong. That's why Shengfeng hates the people surnamed Gong so much, and it is difficult to beat everyone who sees the surname Gong.

But this kind of plot has only appeared in movies or TV, and can there really be such a thing in reality?

Some are incredible.

So I asked Shengfeng: "What's wrong with the surname Gong, the surname Gong is going to be beaten?"

Sheng Feng frowned and said, "I said, it's none of your business here! You'd better not meddle with things! Look at it, look at it, besides you, who else dares to care about my Hua Xiangying?"

It's just a toad yawning and a big breath!

But the more tough the Shengfeng is, the more it inspires my firm determination to 'draw my sword and help'. Therefore, I said to Shengfeng: "I still have a decision on today's matter! I don't believe that if Mr. Chen is not here, you can be lawless with Instructor Hua?"

Sheng Feng suddenly burst into laughter, laughing inexplicably. It took a long time for her to restrain her smile and say, "Don't use Mr. Chen to press me." If he hadn't offended Mr. Chen, I wouldn't have been willing to beat him. I have no grudges against him, and he also gave me a free hair done, which I used to be grateful to him. But now, he has offended Mr. Chen, and I have to clean him up. ”

I was even more surprised. How could a hairdresser offend Mr. Chen?

Seeing that I was puzzled, Sheng Feng continued to explain: "It's okay to tell you! This hairdresser's name is Gong Xuelin, and Sister Mei often asks him to come over to do hair maintenance. ”

Of course, I know that Sister Mei is Mr. Chen's wife.

Could it be that this Gong Xuelin has something to think about Sister Mei, and Mr. Chen knows about it?

Let's listen to Shengfeng continue: "He shouldn't be surnamed Gong! It is precisely because of his surname Gong that Mr. Chen is angry." If Mr. Chan gets angry, the consequences will be serious. ”

I glanced at Gong Xuelin, the hairdresser who was curled up in the corner of the wall, extremely aggrieved, and then looked at Shengfeng, and asked her: "It's the surname Gong again, I don't understand, what's wrong with the surname Gong?"