Chapter 137: Photos

It's hard for me to describe how I felt, I felt like something was pressing on my chest, but I couldn't move it consciously.

I feel as if I have fallen into a dead loop, in this loop, chasing Zhang Wentian's shadow, running in circles in place, like a dog chasing his tail and running there stupidly.

Chu Fat Man seemed to anticipate my reaction, stepped forward and patted me on the back fiercely, and said, "Night owl, what's wrong?" Night owls? ”

My mind was in a mess, as if there were already some organized and intricate things, and at this moment, they were disrupted again. I don't know where I got the strength, I slapped Chu Fatman's palm away, stood up on the chair with a bang, pointed to Chu Fatty's nose and asked, "Chu Fatty, is this ...... What's going on? Give me a fucking explanation."

At this time, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Chu Fatzi's face. I looked at Poke Angzi's reaction, and suddenly I was out of breath, and I felt that my Ren Du second vein was surging with true qi, and the whole person was like it was about to blow up.

There was a buzz in my head, and it felt like someone was striking a gong there, and the metallic trills echoed in my ears for a long time, more like the clanging sound of blowing a silver dollar. It seems that my Heavenly Spirit Cover has been washed away by my blood, and the headache is almost bursting.

Chu Fat Man hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Little night owl, calm down!!!!"

I shuddered and said, "Calm down??? Am I fucking calm now? You..... Didn't you say that Zhang Wentian was dead? ”

Chu Fatzi slurped, patted his knee fiercely, and said, "I always thought that your dead ghost father really went to see Marx." I also recently found out!! ”

I looked at Fat Chu's face, smiled bitterly, and said, "Fat Chu, do you think I can still believe what you said?" ”

If it was in normal times, Chu Fat Man would have jumped up and scolded his mother, because what Chu Fat Man hated most in his life was that people didn't believe him, but this time Chu Fat Man surprisingly didn't have a seizure, just waited for me to calm down with a calm face.

Sheng Xiaonan has been immersed in the story that Chu Fat Man told just now, and when she saw my reaction, she immediately understood why I reacted so much, Sheng Xiaonan rushed up with an arrow step, and punched me in the chest.

It's strange to say. I have heard of such a thing, that is, when a person loses his mind and loses his mind, as long as he cuts the patient's hand with a knife, and the patient releases a little blood, the person can immediately wake up.

Sheng Xiaonan punched a few times, but he used his strength. I don't know where this girl's pink fist came from with so much strength. A few punches hit my chest, and I felt like my breath was coming over, and I was still gasping for air. However, people have sobered up a lot.

Chu Fatzi threw an appreciative expression at Sheng Xiaonan. Then he reached out and pulled me down on the stool and sat me down. said: "You fucking let Lao Tzu tell you slowly." ”

Sheng Xiaonan saw that I had roughly regained my composure, and with a hint of complaint in his tone, he said, "You still have such a character, can you calm me down!! ”

Sheng Xiaonan's cold little hand pressed on my forehead, and a trace of cold breath seeped into my forehead, and I felt as if I was more comfortable.

I forcibly resisted my disgusting feeling and said, "Fat Chu, you ..... You..... What else, you just give me a good time, the provincial Lao Tzu is tortured like this. ”

Fat Chu took a deep breath and didn't speak. It's just that the ass has risen, and the rummaging through the cabinets has begun to look for it.

I endured my irritability, Sheng Xiaonan massaged my temples while looking at Chu Fatzi curiously.

Chu Fatzi was originally a sloppy person. If you keep it for him, it's a blessing not to lose it.

I saw Chu Fatman, in the drawer under the table, took out an envelope, all of which were in foreign language, and it seemed to be Thai by eyesight, about Thai, I couldn't understand it at all, and it was estimated that Chu Fatman might not be able to understand it. 、

Chu Fatzi carefully pulled out the contents of the envelope, only to see a photo taken out. Chu Fatzi put it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a moment, and then as if he had enough courage, he handed me this photo.

I took the photo and looked at it, but the light in the room was very dim, and I couldn't see it very real, and I could see clearly that there were three people in the photo. Sheng Xiaonan, after the photo was closer, I saw the content on the photo clearly.

In the photo, I don't know what the place is, the environment guide is very elegant, like a person's living room, the decoration inside, is Thai style, it can be seen that the furniture inside is very luxurious, there are two people in the photo, one of them, always that kind of cold expression, deep eyes, always the kind of cold that can freeze everything, on the right face, a scar from the root of the ear to the corner of the mouth, very obvious, this person is the K of spades.

At the other end of the sofa, there was a woman sitting, this woman looked like she was always as gentle as water, wearing a shoulder-length T-shirt, her ponytail was meticulously combed, and she was smiling sweetly there.

In the middle of the two people, there is a middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the seat, compared to the King of spades, this middle-aged man is more deeply hidden.

The expression on this middle-aged man's face is like a wax figure in Madame Tussauds. There is not a trace of curvature at the corners of the mouth. The muscles of the face are angular, and he is wearing a handmade suit from a custom-made famous Italian brand. You can feel how hard the muscles under this person's shirt should be.

It's just that the fly in the ointment is that this person is wearing a huge pair of sunglasses on his face, which almost covers most of this person's face. So you can't see the eyes of the person.

I looked at this photo carefully, looked at the person sitting between the King of Spades and Zi Mengyao, stared at Chu Fat Man with a puzzled expression, pointed to the person above, and wanted to ask, but I felt that I couldn't ask.

Chu Fat narrowed his eyes, nodded, sighed, and said: "This letter was personally called to me by a guy a few days ago, and it did not pass through the postal system!! ”