"It's changed." Long Jiang raised his eyebrows. What a beautiful village girl.

"Yes. LONGJIANG. What about the scoundrels?" Zeng Qiaoqiao was in better spirits. Ask each other. While twisting his body and walking out. It looks like the shoes are a bit big. Wear the handle first.

"I killed them all. I'm asleep over there. Look at it." Long Jiang didn't care about the road.

"Let's go. It's so eerie here. I'm a little scared." Zeng Qiaoqiao was frightened. Leaning on the body of Longjiang. Quietly hugged his arm. The warm body trembled slightly.

Women are such strange animals. The living gangsters are not afraid of it. The dead are scared to death.

"Okay. Sister Zeng. But I'd like to dispose of the corpse first." Long Jiang whispered his approach.

Zeng Qiaoqiao was so frightened that he exclaimed: "No. It's cruel. How can you do that." The beautiful sister subconsciously stopped talking. What better way could there be otherwise?

According to Zeng Qiaoqiao's rich social experience. Indeed, I have not thought of a better way than Longjiang.

"That. At the very least, we'll have to get rid of all traces of us." The beautiful sister asked weakly.

"Yes." Long Jiang nodded in agreement. Wear gloves. Got into two rooms. Soon. The two of them took out their clothes and shoes. Put it in a large plastic bag of fertilizer. He didn't move anything in the room. Just turned over more than 1,000 yuan in cash from the big chicken's pocket. Packed in a trouser pocket.

Leave the front and back doors of the murder room open again. Double-checked the toilet and sink in the changing room. Use a large towel to wipe off a qiē trace. Check out a few strands of hair left by a beautiful woman. Carrying a flashlight. The two of them opened the door. Got to the outside of the yard.

Holding Zeng Beauty. The two of them slowly hesitated in the dark. It took a long time. Long Jiang finally found the motorcycle that was thrown into the ground. Help the big beauty to sit on the seat.

"Sister. You're honestly staying in the rice field. This flashlight has an electric shock function. Use it this way." Longjiang pressed the round button. Immediately crackled and flashed a bunch of sparks.

"I'll come when I go."

"That. It's so dark here. You. Come back soon." The beautiful sister's voice trembled slightly. There was a dark night all around. No safer than a dead body. Look at the Longjiang River again. Flashed in the rice field. Gone.

Long Jiang with gloves. Find a rural fork and use a three-strand fork. Ignoring the frantic barking of the big dogs around them. Come to one of the dog cages closest to the corpse's room and take a closer look.

I can't see it until it's closer. Not every dog has a cage. The fierce dogs live in a single room. The remaining pack of black-backed wolfdogs. Seven or eight in a big cage. See Longjiang approaching. The dogs barked even harder.

The structure of the dog cage is very simple. Steel bars make bones. Thin wire outline. There is no lock. There is only one active latch. Picked a big black dog that jumped the most joyful. It looks like a Tibetan mastiff with a string of seeds. The three-strand fork is gently picked. The latch jumped. The jack popped up. The cage is open. The black Tibetan mastiff was stunned at first. Stopped the low screaming. Then kick the hind legs. Slamming the door open. Skewered out of the cage.

It first ran around the open space around it like a happy one. Then he rushed straight towards the Longjiang River. Didn't wait for close. All of a sudden, the way was blocked by a sharp three-strand fork. The Tibetan mastiff roared in a low voice. The body crouches. Shout at Longjiang. but not in the front. Long Jiang lightly picked his thumb.10 points of evil energy were given away for free.Poof, smacked the tender flesh on the front end of the dog's nose.

"Whew" nose was attacked. The Tibetan mastiff howled and rushed up. But he was blocked by the Longjiang Blade again.

Longjiang retreated step by step. The big dog dodges the three-strand fork. Step by step. After a while. A man and a dog entered the large room full of corpses, food, and wine.

See flesh everywhere. The Tibetan mastiff's eyes are red. Rushed at the pig's knuckle next to a corpse. Take a big bite in your mouth. While gnawing hard. While rolling his eyes viciously and glaring at Long Jiang. From time to time there is a seeping howl of warning.

Long Jiang smiled evilly. Holding his fork tightly, he slowly retreated through the open back door.

The Tibetan mastiff is hungry and thirsty. I didn't have time to talk to him. The creaking sound of chewing was heard throughout the courtyard. It's as if a signal is heard. The other dogs barked wildly. Hit the cage hard. Make all sorts of terrifying sounds.

Long Jiang opened the dog cage one by one. There was no dog to take care of him. The hungry-eyed brutes have red eyes. With a big mouth open. drooling with thirst. Follow the direction of the sense of smell. Howling and rushing towards the room where the Tibetan mastiff was.

Of course. It was a two-stringed Tibetan mastiff. If it's the original species. I guess they won't be able to rush in.

Wait until all eighteen dogs are in. Long Jiang slowly closed the back door. Looking in from the window. I couldn't help but gasp.

A hellish scene filled the room. The fragrant meal has already been snatched up by those who went in early. The dogs are frantically tearing at the corpses on the ground. A big hole was cut in the chest of the big chicken. The internal organs were eaten up. Several dogs with bloody white teeth. is viciously gnawing on the good flesh of his ass; Two German blackbacks grabbed one of Katsuko's arms. Screaming madly. dyed blood-red; The rest of the big dogs had already torn the corpses to pieces. A frightening misery rose up from the room.

Bad guys. Don't blame me for being ruthless. There's really no way to do this. You don't have a good guy. There is even a white good light on the head. I can't do that.

Eaten by a dog. Hurry up and reincarnate. I hope I don't be a bad guy in the next life.

Long Jiang muttered two sentences silently. Pick up a large plastic bottle of Coke that has been prepared long ago. Found a thin tube. Smoked a small half bottle of gasoline from the Jetta tank with gloves. He pulled out a cigarette that he had seen in the pocket of a big chicken. There were several matches planted horizontally. The head is buried deep in the root of the cigarette roll.

Long Jiang lit a cigarette butt with a lighter. Place the gasoline bottle next to a liquefied gas tank in the kitchen. Open opening. The lit cigarette is placed flat on the mouth of the bottle. One end burns slowly. There are a few match heads stuck deep in the other end. If nothing else. The cigarette butt will burst a spark when it slowly burns to the match. And then ignite the gasoline in the gasoline bottle. Set the whole kitchen on fire.

Get some flammable newspapers, clothing, wood, and firewood. Put around the bottle. He quietly closed the door. Walked out.

The night sky outside was pitch black. There is not a trace of starlight. The terrifying and huge chewing sound of the dogs came from afar. Thrilling.

Longjiang opened the gate of the yard. And carefully cover it and carefully reverse the lock. Only then did he walk to the post with a deep and shallow foot with a complicated feeling.

Flip over the leaves of the rice floor. Long Jiang called softly: "Sister Zeng. Where are you."" Sister Zeng."

A strong flashlight suddenly turned on. He couldn't open his eyes. When it was clear that it was Longjiang. A warm body. With a burst of aroma, he suddenly threw himself into his arms. hugged Long Jiang's waist tightly. A puff of fragrant hair hit Long Jiang's shoulder. Zeng Qiaoqiao hugged Longjiang tightly. Hot and dry. Constantly trembling. With tears on his face:

"I thought you weren't coming back. It's scary here. It scared the hell out of me."

Long Jiang habitually patted her on the back. The arm fell. It slid onto her high cocked buttocks. Pink cropped pants don't fit well. Some of the loose waists were stretched into the hands of Long Jiang very smoothly. Both of them trembled at the same time. Zeng Meinu hugged Long Jiang tighter.

The two of them just hugged each other tightly. Xiaolongjiang blew the horn in an instant. Tightly pressed against the belly of the beauty. Zeng Qiaoqiao shuddered. I turned off the flashlight. Scare her mother. Holding Longjiang is tighter.

"Sister Zeng. Isn't it time for us to go. I can't do it here." Long Jiang put his hands around the bulging buttocks. Over the thin T-bar trouser belt. Gently play with the plump and tender buttocks. Soft channel.

"Hmm"

Zeng Qiaoqiao agreed. Somehow . At the moment, my body is hot. She reluctantly let go of her hand. Oh, yes. Desolate place outside a town. It was pitch black all around. There was not a trace of starlight on his head. From time to time, there was a faint sound of thunder in the night sky. It looks like it's going to rain. It's time to go back.

Longjiang launched a motorcycle. Supporting the great-sister who was on fire. Slowly get on the motorcycle. Looked at the gasoline. And a third. I guess I can't run far. Slowly started the motorcycle. Drive slowly.

The night breeze is blowing. Cool breeze gusts. Longjiang didn't dare to drive too fast. Carefully follow the hill down the dirt road. Drive back slowly. I hope to go back to the way I came. It's best to stop a passing car. You can go back to Yanagihara.

Zeng Qiaoqiao sat straddling her legs. I wondered in my heart. Somehow today. Flushed face. Moistening between the legs. She couldn't help but reach out and hug Long Jiang's back tightly. Smell the nice smell of his back. A black hair rises high in the night sky.

Walked for less than five minutes. A dull explosion could be heard behind him. The ground seemed to tremble. Only Longjiang knows. That one-man high tank of liquefied gas. It exploded.

Hold on. A sky-high fire ignited behind him.

High Three-North Shelterbelt. Low dense bud valley. Crisscrossing rural dirt roads leading to nowhere. It's been almost half an hour. I didn't find any familiar memories. Longjiang was helpless to find. I feel like I'm lost.

I was anxious at the beginning. It's all about the sense of smell. Smell the fragrance all the way and come quickly. How can there be kung fu to remember the way.

There is no way. Let's drive along the road.

I don't know how long it took. The two of them came out of the endless rice field. On a very unfamiliar narrow asphalt road. It's a pity that the road is empty. Not to mention passing vehicles. There is not even a ghost shadow.

Ran for almost an hour. Seeing that the gas in the tank is almost gone. Lights finally appeared ahead. Long Jiang was overjoyed. Increase the throttle. It didn't take long to get to the lights. It turned out to be a village on the side of the highway. A low-rise bungalow. Scattered on both sides of the improvised road. The light is a dilapidated light box. It reads "Jinshanzi Accommodation".

A few large trucks that run long distances. Stop at the door diagonally.

The motorcycle is out of gas. That's all I have to do here. Neither of them had a phone. There is no way to contact the outside.

Longjiang locked the motorcycle. With Zeng Qiaoqiao. I'm going to push the door in.

The door is not pushed. Locked.