The thing in Chen Ziyou's waist socket, I don't know what it is, is very hard and prickly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When he looked sideways, it was a black, withered hand with long, sharp nails on his fingers that pierced him.

The car was driving in the mountains, and the uneven dirt road made the female corpse lying on the passage between the two rows of car seats tilt sideways, and half of her body pressed against Chen Ziyou's body.

As soon as he turned around, he happened to look at the messy clump of black hair that was cluttered to the female corpse's head like withered grass, and the two hollow eye sockets exposed in the gap between the black hairs happened to be staring at him, violently hitting Chen Ziyou's extremely fragile nerves in an instant.

His eyes rolled and he fainted.

"Boss, boss, scared, scared to death." Said a man sitting in the car.

"That's right, it's coming soon, don't worry about him, get there, make him." A man in the front passenger seat replied.

However, Chen Ziyou, who was stunned, was not as vulnerable as a few people in the car imagined, and he often followed his uncle into the tomb and castle since he was a child, and he was used to seeing all kinds of strange corpses, and he suddenly became uncomfortable and quickly regained his calm after adjusting his mentality moderately.

He didn't open his eyes, still looking like he had just fainted, but his right hand, which was placed on his chest, slowly moved to his waist.

On his belt, hung a miniature locator.

Chen Ziyou fumbled and pressed the alarm button.

The bonus of 100,000 yuan was first used to purchase some necessary protective equipment, such as locators, tear gas, strong flashlights, etc.

Chen Ziyou and Zuo Huangzhe can keep in touch at any time.

This pair of bad friends are being harassed by women at this moment.

Unlike the woman lying behind Chen Ziyou, there was a woman standing in front of Zuo Huangzhe.

That woman is the female reporter who once interviewed him at the University of Tokyo, and Zhou Lin, the reporter who reported the news of the national personal treasure exploration adventure game in the "Tongcheng Evening News".

In the list of participants she obtained from the organizers, she found a student from the Department of Archaeology of the University of Tokyo and a student at the Species Breeding Laboratory of the University of Tokyo.

Zhou Lin was moved.

As a dedicated journalist, she locked herself in her room after returning from her last interview and reflected on her words and actions from beginning to end.

She admits that she made a mistake.

However, such a mistake is only a stimulus for her.

The arrogant and arrogant personality brought about by her wealthy background makes her never blame herself for her mistakes, but will be more persistent in chasing the problem that cannot be achieved because of her mistakes.

Zuo Huangzhe is the wrong problem she wants to chase at the moment.

The chase is to conquer.

"Mr. Zuo, I'm here again." Zhou Lin didn't feel the slightest bit ashamed or apologetic, the sound of her "banging" high heels was the same as her righteous heart, and she was always superior to anyone.

Zuo Huangzhe has his own single office in the teaching building of the Department of Archaeology of the University of Tokyo.

Sitting in this office, the only thing he does is play games.

"I have something to do, so it's not convenient for me to be interviewed today." Zuo Huangzhe's head just raised for a moment, and after seeing the person who came, he put it down again, and stared intently at the tablet in his hand.

Zhou Lin is not impatient, not annoyed, she is not an ordinary woman.

walked to Zuo Huangzhe's side unscrupulously, the fragrant buttocks fell on the armrest of the boss's chair, the fragrant body was attached to Zuo Huangzhe, his head was crooked, Zhou Lin almost touched Zuo Huangzhe's cheeks, and the charming smell of Chanel penetrated into Zuo Huangzhe's nostrils.

“Nice。” Zuo Huangzhe opened his mouth and praised.

"Mr. Zuo is really busy, and such a difficult game has reached level 11."

Such a woman is terrible, so careless that she has no self-esteem.

Zuo Huangzhe let out a sigh.

It is not pleasure and pleasure for a man to be harassed by a woman.

The dignified Mr. Zuo has recently encountered an evil spirit.

However, his face slowly turned to Zhou Lin.

"Miss Guigeng?" Grim smiles on his cruel face.

"Age can't hit me, I'm in my prime, and I'm the same generation as you." Zhou Lin doesn't eat that.

"If you want to soak me, that's the problem." Zuo Huangzhe was unhurried, and his peach blossom eyes were flooded.

"I think you'll be honored if I want to soak you." Zhou Lin's self-confidence is absolutely bursting.

Even if she didn't have this kind of thought, she could only bully Zuo Huangzhe, and Zuo Huangzhe would never bully her.

She's the master at all times.

With ******** devilish body, a naturally beautiful face, crystal brilliant eyes, and white red and pink skin, she has been invincible since she was a child, and she has never failed.

"That makes sense," Zuo Huangzhe saw a figure flash outside the window, and immediately added: "Ripe tastes." ”

"Thank you." Zhou Lin smiled and nodded.

"But I'm very timid, I don't want the pleasure I steal or the pain when I get beaten, I choose to be obedient." The figure that Zuo Huangzhe saw just now had already entered his office after knocking on the door.

Zhang Jin is here.

"Listen to her?" Zhou Lin's cardamom fingers pointed at Zhang Jin.

"No way, it's the right of the incumbent." Zuo Huangzhe held his cheek raiser with one hand and looked at Zhang Jin with a smile in his eyes.

What incumbent? Zhang Jin didn't understand.

"The incumbent can become the outgoing." Zhou Lin said with ulterior motives.

"The conversion is subject to the approval of the incumbent." The corners of Zuo Huangzhe's mouth curled, and his right index finger pointed at Zhang Jin.

"Didi." There was a slight noise in the middle drawer of the boss's desk.

Zuo Huangzhe's blooming smile was powered off and stagnant.

Pulling open the drawer, he reached in and pulled out something, stuffed it into his pocket without looking.

Standing up, Zuo Huangzhe ignored Zhou Lin, who almost fell to the ground because of a chair accident, he walked behind Zhang Jin in a few steps, grabbed her shoulder, put his head on his shoulder affectionately, rubbed it a few times, and then said to Zhou Lin: "Talk about your current and future first, and by the way, decide my ownership." ”

Then he attached his ear to Zhang Jin's face and whispered: "No matter what, help me send her first." ”

He was in a hurry to go out, and Chen Ziyou sent him a call to the police.

Walking out of the office door, he walked straight onto the large roof platform.

The three men drove to the foot of a mountain fifty kilometers north of Tongcheng City.

Chen Ziyou, who was powerless, and the mummified female corpse were brought under the car by three men.

On the side of the road, there were five men who had been waiting there for a long time.

"Who is he?" The other party asked.

"The kid who went to Chenjiabao to play happened to meet us." The man sitting in the co-pilot seat just now had a black mole on the top of his head, which looked very familiar to Chen Ziyou.

"You clean up this person, don't trouble us, we will take away the female corpse." The other party didn't talk much, and he acted quickly, and two people came over to remove the mummified female corpse.

Doe?

Chen Ziyou remembered the conversation between the three men he had heard in the alley on his first day.

It turned out to be them.

"No problem." The man with the black mole on his head waved at the other two.

The two men grabbed Chen Ziyou's arms like chickens, and threw him into the cliff on the side of the road five meters away.

Chen Ziyou is like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc and falling into the cliff.