Wu Kun's hands trembled, the walkie-talkie fell to the ground, fell to pieces, expressionless, looked at Wen Xi in a daze, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he looked a little similar to Wenhao, and suddenly a head was big, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down the door of his head. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ma Bin on the side heard it clearly, the girl who was beaten in front of him was very likely to be Wen Shao's own sister, this scene was interesting, gloating and glancing at Wu Kun, a pair of cross-eyed eyes shrunk into mouse eyes, just now there was an unstoppable look, at this moment, as if it had been struck by lightning, the six gods have no owner.

At this time, a staff member ran over panting, "Ma Gang Master, Mr. Wu, Wen Shao won't let me check!" ”

Wu Kun finally came back to his senses, and suddenly turned his head and roared, "Why didn't you say it earlier, wouldn't it hurt me!" ”

The staff shrunk their necks, even if there were a hundred dissatisfactions, they could only hold it in their hearts.

Wen Xi covered her red and swollen pretty face, and her aggrieved tears fell, her eyes wanted to eat Wu Kun alive, since she was a child, she was beaten for the first time, and it was a peerless face that she was proud of.

Ma Bin's eyes flickered, and he immediately continued: "No, Mr. Wu stays with Wen Shao all day long, how can he not even recognize her sister?" Could it be that you're impersonating? ”

"It's like a fake!"

Lin Jiaojiao swept Ma Bin coldly, heard the writer from the walkie-talkie, but put away the mobile phone and waited for Wu Kun's tragic ending.

"What about people?"

With a sound of footsteps, the writer led someone to arrive.

As soon as he saw Wenhao, Wenxi was like an injured little cat, throwing herself into her brother's arms, pouting her mouth and crying darkly.

"Wenxi doesn't cry, why are you here?"

Wenhao gently pushed his sister away, held her shoulders, and wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves.

"People are in a bad mood, so they call Jiaojiao to accompany me to K song, who knows, this death has become too much, looking for trouble again and again, this time, he actually beat me!"

As he spoke, Wen Xi began to cry again.

"Wu Kun, you say! What the hell is going on? ”

Wenhao turned his face, a handsome face was gloomy and terrible, people who know Wenhao know that he loves this sister the most, and all the men who pursue Wenxi are either disabled or recuperating in the hospital, but imagine what will happen if Wu Kun beats her sister.

"Wen Shao, yes, I'm sorry, because your sister is with the murderer, so, misunderstanding, pure misunderstanding!"

Wu Kun kept apologizing, and even stammered when he spoke.

"Joke, how could my sister be with the murderer? You're not sick in the brain, are you? Is there such a thing in Wenxi? ”

Wenhao turned his head and asked his sister again.

"What kind of murderer, he made it up completely, he looked like a ghost, and suddenly jumped into the box, just because I said a few words to him, he raised his hand to beat me, it was the unknown hero passing by who saved me, otherwise, he would have been killed by him!"

Wen Xi's words are half-true and half-false, and their purpose is to protect Xia Fan.

has a good heart, not to mention that Xia Fan is the male god in Lin Jiaojiao's heart, and immediately agreed, "It's true, it was he who attacked and disturbed first, it's really stinky and shameless, I made a mistake, and I actually beat a rake and framed him." ”

"Jiaojiao, is this true?"

As soon as he heard that Wu Kun did such a thing, Lin Shaojie, who found that Lin Jiaojiao was also present, naturally had a sense of disgust for Wu Kun.

"Brother, you're here too! This man is so hateful! ”

Lin Jiaojiao seized the opportunity and added fuel to the fire.

"Wu Kun, what else do you have to say?"

At the time of employing people, the writer didn't want to touch Wu Kun, how could he beat Wen Xi, which was equivalent to slapping the Wen family in the face, if he didn't punish him, let go of the Wen family, how could he lead everyone in the future.

Wu Kun was speechless and lowered his head, "Let Wen Shao dispose of it!" ”

"Well, those who don't know are not guilty, read your first offense, which hand hits, cut off one finger by yourself."

thought that the writer would not be held accountable, and he was overjoyed, but in the second half of the sentence, the hope that had just been ignited was instantly extinguished.

"This ......"

Wu Kun hesitated a little, and glanced at his right hand with affection, at this moment, he felt that it was a pity to chop off any one.

"Wu Kun, Wen Shao has already been extrajudicially gracious, you can be content! Don't wait for Wen Shao to do it himself, when the time comes, I'm afraid there will be more than one! ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest squinted, and a chill shot over.

Wu Kun's body shook for no reason, and he hurriedly took out the dagger, squatted down, stretched out his little finger and put it on the floor, and the extremely sharp dagger slashed down.

"Wen Shao, it's always okay like this, right?"

The other hand picked up the severed finger and shook it at Wenhao.

"Come on, take Wu Kun to the best hospital to pick up the instructions."

The words fell, and the first two ran up, one took Wu Kun's hand and broke his fingers, and the other carried him out.

"Brother, this is too ruthless, it doesn't mean anything, let alone your subordinates."

Don't look at Wen Xi's itchy hatred, when she witnessed Wu Kun's miserable end, she was kind-hearted, but she regretted it a little, just thinking about taking a few beats to dissipate her anger, but she didn't want to develop to this point.

"If it were someone else, there would be only one way to die today! Wu Kun should rejoice! ”

Suddenly, Wen Xi had an illusion, was the resolute and cruel man in front of her her brother? It's like two people before.

"Brother, let's go."

Wenhao was pestered by his sister and walked out of the box according to his words.

Until watching everyone walk away, Ma Bin immediately went upstairs and reported the situation to Xia Fan.

Xia Fan didn't expect that the two bohemian women were actually the sisters of Wenhao and Lin Shaojie, and after a few words, they left quietly.

"Shaojie, have you seen the owl?"

The writer on the co-pilot turned around and asked.

Lin Shaojie and Qin Hao both shook their heads, indicating that they didn't see it.

"Aren't you in KTV? In the past two days, my eyelids have been beating so hard that I will be inexplicably panicked, so at the critical moment, everyone must cheer up and there must be no mistakes! That Ma Bin is not in the right mood, you have to send someone to watch it! ”

The writer seems to be giving a task, and he seems to be talking to himself.

"Give him a hundred dares, and he will not dare to disobey us!"

Qin Hao smiled contemptuously.

"Unless you don't want to mess around in Wancheng!"

Lin Shaojie also sneered.

"Huh?"

In the back seat, the middle-aged Taoist priest next to Qin Hao sighed lightly and looked back.

"What's the matter, Master Autumn Dao?"

The writer followed his gaze curiously, and found nothing suspicious except for the vehicle.

Lin Shaojie and Qin Hao looked at each other almost at the same time with puzzlement.

Poor Dao vaguely felt a murderous aura, whenever he probed, everything was normal! It's weird! ”

"Hehe, maybe it's a delusion, right?"

The writer didn't take Master Akimichi's words to heart.

After going around, the three cars drove into the Clear Water Bay villa area one after another.

"See? The villa area is full of high-definition cameras, do you say that the bandit is tired of life, dare to run here to steal! actually killed each other due to uneven distribution, but unfortunately neither of them survived! Guess which villa it took place? ”

The writer pointed to a surveillance and was full of emotion.

"To be able to live here, it is nothing more than a giant businessman and a rich man, and I really admire it when I aim here!"

Lin Shaojie responded.

"Can't those who are officials live? Wen Shao is different......"

"Shut up!"

Lin Shaojie immediately interrupted Qin Hao's words.

"It's okay, anyway, this villa is a birthday gift from my aunt!"

The writer looked grateful.

The group stopped at Villa 12 and entered the living room, Lin Shaojie and Qin Hao discussed with Wenhao for a while, and then drove away from the community, Wenxi and Lin Jiaojiao nested in the bedroom and didn't come out, I don't know what they were busy with.

The courtyard is surrounded by manpower, and Master Akido lives alone on the top floor in order to monitor the entire courtyard.

Anyway, Xia Fan, out of the purple gas east to KTV, took the car all the way to track the Wenhao vehicle, in case the other party noticed, the car was always kept 100 meters away, until it followed to the Qingfeng Bay villa area, and then got out of the car in advance, facing the driver's puzzled eyes, Xia Fan dropped a private detective, and sneaked into the community.

When he approached Villa 12, he found a powerful aura, swept his senses, and detected several writers, so he hid.

Just as he hid, another divine sense swept over, "Master! ”

Xia Fan hurriedly gathered his breath and withdrew his divine sense.

That powerful divine sense swept by, and he probably didn't give up, and swept it several times in a row before he stopped.

Xia Fan couldn't figure out where the writer recruited such a powerful character, and for a while, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Master Qiu Dao, who was standing on the top floor of Villa No. 12, looked in the direction of Xia Fan with a depressed face, obviously a divine sense had just shot, why did he disappear immediately? Suspecting that there were warriors, he continued to probe more than ten times, but still found nothing, and then returned to the house to rest.

Lin Shaojie and Qin Hao drove out of Villa No. 12, Xia Fan saw it clearly, the most urgent person to deal with at the moment was Wenhao, Lin Shaojie and Qin Hao were just small shrimps, there was no need to do it for the time being, therefore, Xia Fan quietly sneaked into Villa No. 8, although it was carefully cleaned up, there was still a pungent stench.

Going up to the top floor, Xia Fan entered a guest room, lay on the bed and rested for a while, until it was nearly dusk and he couldn't see the figure clearly, then he turned over and got out of bed and returned to his place again.

Until the sky was completely dark, Xia Fan urged the ghost aura, and the originally handsome face was deformed and distorted in an instant, everything was ready, and Jiao'er Lang should go towards Villa 12.

After approaching the five-meter-high courtyard wall, Xia Fan jumped in with a waist and a body as light as a swallow, and restrained the guy closest to him with lightning speed.

"Who?"

With a shout of questioning, a person rushed down from the third floor, and it was the master of Autumn Dao.

"Who's from who?"

Master Qiu Dao looked at Xia Fan at the same time, Xia Fan was also observing him, maybe this is the master who released his powerful divine sense, hehe Yile, "As a Taoist priest, you should see through the red dust, and your eyes don't ask about things outside the window, you can do well, help the abuse, and protect a sinister and vicious guy." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, catch you first!"

Master Qiu Dao danced his arms, left hook and right hook, stunned Xia Fan still can't get started.

"As long as you dare to break into the literary house at night, you don't know how thick the sky is, and there is no one in your eyes."

Master Qiu Dao's move was as fast as a move, and he could even hear the sound of strong wind, and several other people, holding pistols, formed a circle and surrounded Master Qiu Dao and Xia Fan in the middle.

Hearing the sound of fighting, the writer sat down in front of the door with a cigar in his mouth, as if he was enjoying a game, and this determination fully demonstrated his trust in Master Akimichi.

Wen Xi and Lin Jiaojiao also walked out, and they were very surprised to see Xia Fan, however, the two quickly regained their composure, at first they thought it was their male god, but when they looked carefully, they found that it was not.