"Looks like I can't leave for the time being. Feng Tianjing hung up the phone, although her face was not good, it did not affect her thoughts and her IQ.

Greetings

The housekeeper stood in front of the door, looked at it from afar, and was stunned when he saw the figure of Wenshui.

"Less him?" the butler ran forward, looking at Wen Shui, with unkempt hair, shirtless, wearing only a suit, and a strong smell of wine.

The butler stood in front of him and asked in a panic: "Young Master, are you in the bar, how can this be? Young Master, how can you be taken advantage of?"

"Did you wipe the lube?" said the butler, running behind him.

staring specifically at the buttocks of Wen Shui, it seems that through the pants, the scars can be seen.

“……..” The heart of the water "banged", and was shattered by the housekeeper's words.

asked about Shui's beautiful peach blossom eyes, looked at the housekeeper coldly, and said: "Ben Shao is in a very unhappy mood, his clothes have been ripped off, his car has been stolen, and he has menstrual blood on his nose. ”

"Menstrual blood?" the butler listened, and all kinds of heavy scenes came to mind.

The butler ran forward and whispered, "Young Master, you...... Do you like to do that?"

"Bang" Wenshui carried the housekeeper, threw it to the side, strode towards the Qian'an Pavilion, threw the door hard, and the butler chased after him, shouting: "Young master, wait for the old slave, hey, young master." ”

Ask for water to return to the bedroom and take a shower.

He sat on the sofa, raised his long legs and cocked, and looked at the lamp with cold eyes.

"She, is it...."A certain scene appeared in the mind of the question.

The man's deep peach blossom eyes were filled with a touch of coldness, and his bones creaked, as if he had pinched someone's neck and broke with a twist.

City C, the city that never sleeps

At the beginning of the day, the neon lights shine brightly.

The luxurious Land Rover was running wildly on the road, Han Changqing was on the edge of the window with one hand, and looked coldly at the cars following behind.

"Squeak. Han Changqing stepped on the accelerator suddenly, the car stopped, he quickly turned around, and hit forward.

Those cars, too late to react, were hit by him.

"Bang. Han Changqing turned around, carrying a machine gun in his hand, wearing a black leather coat, got out of the car handsomely, took a big stride, and swept forward.

The sound of "bang bang", the glass window of the car, was shot, the glass fragments kept flying, and someone was faintly heard screaming.

Han Changqing raised his feet and walked forward.

"Don't kill me. The man struggled, was lifted by Han Changqing, took a dagger, and stabbed it towards his heart, and Shengli twisted.

He grabbed the man by the neck, lifted it and threw it to the ground, and stepped on it with his foot.

"Ahh The man screamed, the dagger was stepped on, and Han Changqing kicked his foot hard, and the dagger almost cut his body in half.

"The sponsor of this show?" asked Han Changqing in a cold voice.

The man looked at the script, shook his head, and said, "No, it's not! ”

"Since it's not you, how do you know it's a TV series, not a movie?" Han Changqing snorted coldly and walked back with him.

The man was badly wounded, and blood was pouring out.

A hemp rope flew in this direction, straight through his wound.

"Don't get your hands dirty. Xiao Ran's cold voice came slowly, he took the hemp rope and pulled it hard!

The man screamed, looking at his chest, a hemp rope, through his body, and a knot!

Xiao Ran strode over and pulled the rope hard, the man's body seemed to be torn in half, and he fell heavily to the ground, seeing Xiao Ran's handsome face.

"You, you. He raised his hand and wanted to touch Xiao Ran's face.

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