Zhuang Bohua, who was holding his stomach outside, returned to the pool house, but the door was closed, and no one answered the door after knocking for a long time, and the fire in his heart went straight up. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dogs, where are they all dead?

Usually nodding their heads one by one, the old man and the old man are short to please him, and there is no one who wants to use their ghost shadows, so he stands outside the door and eats the wind.

Zhuang Bohua clenched his back molars and raised his foot to kick the door.

Zhuang Bohua is not at home, the people are also relaxed, get together to gamble money, drink wine, the porter won a lot this morning, in the afternoon played wine and cooked two dishes, one person closed the door and hid in the back room to drink, was drinking the cloud mountain fog cover, suddenly heard the sound of knocking the door.

Grandma's, which one is not long-eyed, dares to go wild in front of the Chi family? If you don't give a little bit of power, I don't know how many eyes Ma Wang Ye has.

staggered up, stumbled to the door, pulled the deadbolt with drunken eyes, and scolded while he was drinking.

"Where did you come from, is the Chi family's compound a place for you to spread wild? While Lao Tzu is in a good mood, don't get out of here! ”

Zhuang Bohua's face turned pale, and he kicked the porter to the ground, "Blind your dog's eyes." ”

It's amazing, this deflated three people still dare to do it, and the porter opened the frame and pounced on it with a snort.

Zhuang Bohua was defenseless, and was pressed to the door panel by the porter, and the rivets on the door made his waist and eyes hurt.

The smell of inferior soju that filled his mouth with a foul smell of soju smoked on his face, almost making him faint.

Cat urine is pouring too much again!

Zhuang Bohua raised his foot and kicked him in the lower body, the porter let go of his hand in pain, and Zhuang Bohua immediately connected a few ear scrapers and slapped heavily on the doorman's face.

When the concierge saw it, it turned out to be Zhuang Bohua, and the wine was half frightened, and he fell to the ground, not daring to come out.

Zhuang Bohua kicked him hard, "Call the old knife to come to the study to see me," said and went to the inner courtyard without looking back.

It's not that Zhuang Bohua is easy to speak, but these people have been used for more than ten years, and he is familiar with his temperament.

The porter wiped the cold sweat from his head and ran to find someone.

As soon as Zhuang Bohua stepped through the Moon Gate, he met Zhuang Yating, who was dressed up and ready to go out.

Everything was not going well today, Zhuang Bohua, who was holding back the fire in his belly, looked at Zhuang Yating's heartless appearance, and the fire in his stomach suddenly burned to the highest point.

If Zhuang Yating can do something and take Xiao Qingyang down, what will happen to her Liang Chaxiang? Why did Xiao Zhen suddenly attack him.

I don't care about all day long, I just spend money and dress up, and I don't usually feel like anything, but today I feel particularly eye-catching.

"Where are you going crazy, you don't use your brain all day long, your dad has been put on a table, who am I working so hard for? But as long as you have a little brain, holding Xiao Qingyang in your hands, what is he Xiao Zhen still jumping on? What use do you say, the fat in your mouth is still robbed! Put more thought into it, think about how to snatch people back, don't draw a big cat all day long, who to show it? The heart is absent, you turn into a fairy again, it's useless, in people's hearts, it's still not as good as Liang Chaxiang's wild girl, I really created something evil in my last life, and I gave birth to you This useless thing! ”

Zhuang Bohua was also driven crazy, caught Zhuang Yating and scolded, and he was angry, he couldn't talk with his brain, he scolded whatever he wanted, and scolded as much as he wanted.

Zhuang Yating asked Zhuang Bohua to split his head and cover his face, and he was stunned by a scolding.

What's the situation?

Zhuang Bohua has always held her to the sky, and he has never said a word, even if she makes a mistake, it is someone else's fault, and it is always those people around her who are punished.

She didn't do anything today, Zhuang Bohua's stormy scolding made her extremely aggrieved, and big tears rolled in her eyes.

In and out of the words, she blamed her for being useless, and she couldn't compare to Liang Chaxiang.

Liang tea fragrance!

Zhuang Yating's pear blossom eyes tightened, with a ruthlessness that destroyed everything.

It's all because of Liang Chaxiang, it's all because of Liang Chaxiang, cousin Xiao Qingyang is lukewarm to her, it's all because of Liang Chaxiang, her cousin-in-law Xiao Zhen treats her like before, and she is no longer as kind as before, it's all because of Liang Chaxiang that her father Zhuang Bohua scolded her for the first time in history.

What she suffered today, all the injustices, was because of Liang Chaxiang.

Liang tea fragrance, Liang tea fragrance!

I won't let you go!

Zhuang Yating had red eyes and rushed out of the house angrily, she wanted Liang Chaxiang to look good.

Zhuang Bohua lost his temper, his mood was much more comfortable, and his chest was no longer so blocked.

Sitting in the study, his fingers tapped on the table of Lihuamu, and after a while, the old knife in his mouth came.

"Sir, are you looking for me?" The man humbled humbly.

A gray dress was washed a little white, and an ordinary appearance was thrown on the street, and absolutely no one recognized it.

No one would have thought that such an ordinary person who could no longer be ordinary would be a killer who kills people without blinking.

In Beiping, he killed a family of 12 people overnight without blinking, and then was chased and killed and fled to Silk Bridge Town, where Zhuang Bohua saved him.

Since then, his life is Zhuang Bohua's, whoever Zhuang Bohua wants to die, who will not see the sun tomorrow, he has never missed in so many years, except for one person.

I'm still old!

Zhuang Bohua sighed and glanced at the old knife, "Old knife, no matter what method you use, in short, that Liang Chaxiang, I want her to disappear." ”

The man, known as the old knife, nodded and was about to leave without a sound, and Zhuang Bohua's voice sounded behind him again, "This time, I hope you don't let me down again." ”

The old knife stiffened, and then strode away.

The girl's luck was so good, every time he was always a little bit off, and several times he almost succeeded, but he failed at the last minute.

The old knife looked down at his hands, the hands that used to hold the knife have now become rough, these hands have ended many lives without scruples, but why did he finally give up the last time when he tightened the girl's thin neck?

Afraid that she would wake up the next door with a noise?

The corners of the old knife's mouth trembled, those who stand in the way, he doesn't care about one or two more deaths.

Why give up?

Lately he's been asking himself this question a lot.

Commiseration?

As a killer, would the dictionary have the word "mercy"?

Lao Dao thought of the scene that night, when Liang Chaxiang was desperately struggling with a rope around his neck.

A word suddenly jumped into his mind.

Survival!

Yes, a strong desire to survive.

He didn't give up, but under Liang Chaxiang's strong desire for business, he was defeated, he was scared, he retreated, the kind of desire for life that came to his face made him tremble, and avoiding and running away was the only thought at that time.

But Lao Dao also knew that this time he had to succeed.

Zhuang Bohua can't tolerate him to fail again, a killer who always fails, and he doesn't deserve to live in this world. (To be continued.) )