Chapter 444: It's good to kill you, someone in the province is worried!
Because Zhang Wuwu didn't return last night, he provoked Nian Guchun to make a big fuss about him, and finally Zhang Wuwu promised that he would never make the same mistake again in the future, so Nian Guchun gave up.
In fact, it is not that Nian Guchun is unhappy about this, but that after some people are unhappy, they instigate and instigate in Nian Guchun's ear, and this Nian Guchun is really stupid and really messes with Zhang Wuwu.
Crying Xifu accepted Zhang Wuwu's order and came to the finance room to be the financial director, and Xiaolan also got her wish, and her salary rose directly to 6,000 yuan per month.
So when I met Zhang Wuwu, I always shouted endlessly.
Just because of this, because of her jealousy, she even gave Xiaolan a gag order, and wherever Zhang Wuwu appeared in the future, this little girl couldn't speak, otherwise...... Expel!
For such an unreasonable request, Xiaolan gladly accepted it.
Weeping Xirong's injury is healed, but she would rather she is not well, because Zhang Wuwu will more or less help her look at the injury when she is not well, and now he can't even hide.
No, Zhang Wuwu just ran to the toilet, and Cry Xirong took a knife and blocked him in the toilet.
Zhang Wuwu looked at the menacing Weeping Xirong, and his heart suddenly burst, wanting to use his magic power to leave this small gambling pleasure, but he was afraid that the Weeping Xirong would settle the account even more violently after the autumn.
So I stood in front of the sink.
"Rong'er, you are ......"
"It's okay, I just want to keep something on you!
Crying Xirong didn't hide it, this confession came a little too suddenly.
"Do you want to keep something? After you stay, you can put this matter aside for a while?" Zhang Wuwu asked tentatively.
"As long as I leave something from you, I won't look for you in this life!"
Zhang Wuwu looked at the appearance of crying Xirong, and really regretted dying, what did he think at the beginning, he actually wanted to help them break the seal of their souls, and now that they have recovered, their memories have recovered, and their troubles have come.
In Zhang Wuwu's own words, this memory is restored, and there is a feeling that the dog has been dog.
Crying Xirong used to kill herself as her goal, but now it's better to sleep with the purpose of sleeping herself.
If you are just a mortal, you will sleep when you are asleep, and then no one cares about anyone, and you will scatter when you disperse, but you are an immortal, an immortal who represents the highest law of heaven.
If you rely on your identity and fool around, what is the difference between the Heavenly Court and the Demon Realm in the future.
But for now, let's go through the level of crying and cherishing Rong first.
"I'll leave one thing right away!" Zhang Wuwu said, breaking off the nails that had grown five or six millimeters, and then handed them to Wai Xirong.
Seeing this, Crying Xirong's eyes instantly turned cold, "Are you kidding me?"
As she spoke, the kitchen knife in her hand slashed directly at Zhang Wuwu.
Zhang Wuwu's expression tightened, and he instinctively hurriedly retreated, "Hey, you girl, aren't you crazy?
"It's good to kill you, it's worth remembering!" "The row of white teeth on the top of the weeping Xirong clenched the elastic and seductive lower lip.
Ordinary people, just looking at her, I'm afraid it will be unforgettable in this life, I really don't know what Zhang Wuwu thinks, such beauties are actually rejected by him, is it because of his sexual orientation?
Isn't it a crooked man?
It's horrible!
"Rong'er, let me tell you, if you do it again, I'll fight back!" Zhang Wuwu dodged a few times in a hurry, and finally the space for being forced to dodge by Crying Rong became smaller and smaller.
If he didn't use his true strength, it would be impossible for him to continue to dodge.
"If you have the ability, you will fight back! If you have the ability, you will beat me!"
Until finally, Zhang Wuwu was forced into a corner.
Wai Xirong's right leg slashed at Zhang Wuwu's left arm, and her left arm pressed on Zhang Wuwu's right shoulder.
Perfect wall knock.
It's just that the person who was knocked by the wall was Zhang Wuwu.
Syllable!
A kitchen knife plunged directly into the wall, and the blade of the kitchen knife was straight at Zhang Wuwu's face.
"Move again! Believe it or not, I'll make a few strokes in your face in a minute?"
"Don't don't, don't!" Zhang Wuwu hurriedly said, if this really scratched his face, how can he eat with his face in the future, although he is not so good-looking.
"Don't you just want to keep something? What do you want to keep, you say, I'll do it?" Zhang Wuwu compromised a little.
"That's right...... "Weeping Xirong's eyes looked triumphant, but before she could use her tricks, a gambler suddenly came to the door of the toilet.
Obviously, this is a men's toilet, and it makes sense for people to want to go to the toilet.
But when the male gambler saw the ambiguous posture of Zhang Wuwu and Crying Xirong, he couldn't help but lose his feet in fright, stumble and fall to the ground.
When Zhang Wuwu heard the voice, his old face turned red, and his face crossed the kitchen knife that Cry Xirong brought in a hurry.
In an instant, the thin spurt of blood could not be stopped.
And when Zhang Wuwu noticed the pain, his face trembled, and a few drops of blood were thrown into a perfect parabola, and one drop was dropped on a purse on the chest of Crying Xirong, which was petite and exquisite, and she had been hanging it around her neck, and she didn't know what kind of treasure it was.
The remaining few drops of blood, like a line, lined up from the navel of Wai Xirong, and finally stopped at the crotch of her white slim pants.
Zhang Wuwu and Cry Xirong neither paid attention to the direction of these few drops of blood.
Zhang Wuwu was paying attention to the male gambler at the door, if he let him publicize his ugly things today, he would really stink.
And Weeping Xirong's attention was all on Zhang Wuwu's face.
Although his face can heal on its own, this large pool of blood stains is quite shocking to look at.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I bothered you!"
The male gambler at the door stood up and hurriedly walked out, don't look at it!
Zhang Wuwu saw that the male gambler had left, and looked at Crying Xirong with two eyes, now it was okay, and he confirmed his relationship with her.
Crying Xirong reached out to help him wipe the blood on his face, and then washed her hands, but when she saw Zhang Wuwu's somewhat disgusted eyes, she couldn't help but shrink her neck.
Originally, she just wanted to tease Zhang Wuwu, and by the way, let Zhang Wuwu give her something, which was regarded as a token of love, but now it's okay.
As if she was a child who had done something wrong, she hurriedly left with a kitchen knife.