Chapter 31: Travel

The door opened again, and a man in a military uniform walked in, led by a white shirt.

The man's gaze fell on me, looking at me without the slightest emotion in his eyes.

"You're Zhou Zhengyu, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am. With a big smile on my face, I looked at the man and said, "You're here to take me out, right?"

The man snorted coldly and looked at me, "This is for you." As he spoke, a small red notebook was thrown onto the table, with the national emblem on the front and the emblem of the National Security Service.

"Let's open it and take a look. I looked at the two policemen and smiled, "Open it and you'll know what I rely on." ”

The little book was opened by the two policemen in my line of sight, and I could clearly see my picture on it, as well as the major on the post.

I didn't expect the Public Security Bureau to have the military, but this doesn't affect anything, especially in the permission column, as long as there is the authority to kill people, what position is important?

The handcuffs were untied, and I took the document, and my smug look made the soldier very displeased.

He just snorted at me, turned around and left.

"What's going on?" the policeman looked at the white shirt, "how is it possible for the chief?"

"It can't be fake, right?"

"The call came from above, layer by layer. The director also patted the table and looked at me, "Layer by layer, just for this person." ”

"It's for you. Pointing at me, "Who the hell are you?"

"It's none of your business. I spread my hands and walked out.

Pushed open the door next door, looked at the few people inside, waved at them, and greeted, "Hello." ”

"How did you get in?"

In an instant, the sound of a bullet loading sounded in the room, and the muzzle of the black hole hole was aimed at my eyebrows, and I didn't dodge, just looked at him.

"You know what? I can kill you right now. ”

My tone was flat, that's what he said.

His hand was on the trigger and he looked at me.

"Put the gun down. The white shirt walked away, looking at the policeman and saying, "Let him go." The helpless tone made me feel very happy.

"I'm fine, I can go. I smiled and walked up to the lawyer, shook hands with him, and said, "Look, I used my murderous hand to shake your hand, and this is how much trust I have in you." ”

I listened to it with a smile on my face, because they had seen it before, and it was in that video.

I walked out of the police station and saw the officer waiting for me at the door, "What do I want?"

He handed me a bag of papers.

"Inside is the insurance policy, and your death certificate. ”

It seems that this person has seen me and knows that "I" am dead.

Sitting on yesterday's couch again, I could feel her attitude towards me, that deliberate sense of distance.

"Where did Xiaozheng go?"

"At his grandmother's house. ”

The coldness and fear in his voice was so unpleasant to me.

I stood up and looked down at the woman, who was only 1.6 meters.

She took two steps back, her hands trembling, the mop in her hand, always ready to be raised and confronted with me.

"Are you scared? what is there to be afraid of?" I took two steps closer and looked her straight in the eye.

She took two more steps back, her back already against the wall, her pupils full of fear, her head tilted, her lips trembling.

But I didn't stop, and approached her again, looking down at her.

As she trembled, I kissed her on the lips.

She wanted to resist, she was constantly struggling, her hand holding the mop was waving constantly, she was at a loss and panicked.

I didn't stop because of this until she was about to bite my tongue.

The pain made my brow furrow, but I didn't stop, I moved from top to bottom.

Tearing, violent, with tears in the corners of her eyes, trembling, helpless.

With great strength, I grabbed her by the waist and threw her on the bed.

I grabbed her arm and tore it off again, and I was like a beast, bestiality and lust, boiling in my mind.

Again and again, again and again.

The voice of unwillingness, the voice of sadness, the helpless moan...... groan, from the woman's mouth.

It was getting dark, but it was brightly lit.

I dialed 120 and walked out of the room, leaving the place that was mine.

I wasn't in a good mood, I guess I was cuckolded, and it was an amazing feeling.

The sound of an ambulance sounded on the road, and I watched him and her speeding past me until I disappeared from sight.

Staying in the best hotel and looking at the best scenery of Shenghai, but all I had in my heart was killing and fighting, and the desire to kill filled my mind.

I signed up for a travel agency, to the one in the south, and I was going to follow them to see the country, after all, it wasn't long before I was going to leave here and go to another place.

I didn't expect that I actually took a bus to go, a full 3,000 kilometers, and sitting next to me was a girl, with a ponytail and a beautiful appearance.

It's hard not to be possessive, but for me, it's just a way to vent your desires.

I've always been very confident in my looks, and I can tell from the girl's blushing face that she seems to have noticed my gaze and looked at me a little evasively.

I looked at her and smiled, what a cute little girl, I don't know what kind of situation it is like in bed, can I let it go? I should let it go, after all, this kind of thing is not a person.

It's been two days since I arrived in southern Yunnan, and the people in the car have no good spirits because of the rush all the way.

The car was parked at a nice-looking hotel and I was assigned a double room, luckily the other customer of the double room was the girl.

I looked at her, and she looked at me, most afraid of the sudden stagnation of the air.

"You, you, you're a good guy, aren't you?"

Her eyes were evasive, her cheeks flushed, I knew that I had signed up for a cheap tour group, but I didn't expect such a scene as a co-ed room.

I didn't know whether to laugh or what, I looked at her, slowly approached her, sat on her bed, and looked at her.

She reacted to my every movement, either backing away, or moving, and finally even stood up, her cheeks flushed with shame.

"Of course I'm a good person. ”

I lied again, looked at her, and laughed, "Do you think I look like a bad person?"

"Huh?" the girl was stunned for a moment, "Hmm..."

“… No... Not like. The girl waved her hand again and again, "But don't sit on my bed." ”