The wind on the rooftop seems to be very noisy.

Fang Zhe stared blankly at the account balance displayed on the screen of his mobile phone, and his heart was empty.

He has already included Jiang Xiaona and Du Sheng's two personalities in the blacklist of life.

Jiang Xiaona ranked first, Du Sheng ranked second, and Dr. Gao ranked third.

Originally, Xia Ran was a unique existence on the blacklist, but compared to these three, Fang Zhe now only felt that Xia Ran was incomparably cute.

Even at this time, Xia Ran's insults kept coming out of his mind.

"Rubbish!"

But in Fang Zhe's opinion, this is just a little naughty.

The hard work, the money earned by risking his life, he hasn't enjoyed it yet, but he was exchanged for a lot of useless things by such a loser.

Fang Zhe felt bitter in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

After all, you can't let him beat himself.

Zhang Yueran looked at it coldly, and said a little strangely: "Is money very important to you?" ”

"Isn't money important?" Fang Zhe asked rhetorically.

"Then you say, how much money you have lost, I will make up for you, you just need to complete this task well." Zhang Yueran took out his mobile phone, looking like he could transfer money at any time.

Fang Zhe's eyes, which had lost their brilliance, suddenly shone brightly, and he immediately said: "Fifty thousand, Tong Su is not bullied, and he will never bargain." ”

"Okay, give me the QR code, I'll transfer 50,000 yuan to you immediately, and give me the card number."

As soon as Zhang Yueran finished speaking, Fang Zhe immediately waved his hand.

"No, it shouldn't be fifty thousand."

At this time, he felt in his heart that even if Zhang Yueran compensated him for the 50,000 yuan he lost, it would still be a loss.

Because according to normal thinking, 50,000 plus 50,000 should be 100,000 yuan.

If Zhang Yueran made up the 50,000 yuan, Fang Zhe thought that he still lost 50,000 yuan.

"Then you can tell me a number."

Zhang Yueran's attitude towards money seems to be the same as the expression on his face, without waves? He didn't want to waste his time in front of such trivial things.

But it has to be said? The people in the Abnormal Crime Handling Bureau don't seem to be short of money? And for money? It's not a good idea.

"Hey, 100,000? You give me 100,000, and I promise to be an undercover agent obediently? Not to mention catching Xiao Bo? You can let me arrest Brother Chen. ”

Fang Zhe suddenly felt that he was motivated again, and even felt that Zhang Yueran's expressionless face was very handsome.

Money, arrived? Zhang Yueran took the first step.

He walked barefoot? Because the shoes were also taken away by Fang Zhe.

After all, wearing high heels all the time is really uncomfortable, and it is not suitable for the rest of the containment operation.

Feeling the colder and colder wind blowing on the rooftop, what did Fang Zhe think? How does it feel like I'm acting Infernal Affairs.

So since he, an undercover agent, is here, the day when Brother Chen was arrested? Will it be far?

Night, terrible deep? But inside and outside the five-star hotel, it is brightly lit.

Are there any members who have been away for too long because of Fang Zhe? And they came up to him.

It's like this isn't some fan support club? Instead of an old-fashioned MLM organization? He was constantly watched, and he was imprisoned in disguise.

Of course, the current pyramid scheme only brainwashes and does not restrict personal freedom.

Fang Zhe looked at the other party's suspicious eyes, how did he look at it, how did he seem to say: "Big brother, this batch of goods is not pure." ”

In order not to make the other party suspicious, Fang Zhe could only say painfully: "A call came from home and asked me where I ran again, I had a big quarrel with them, and I was not in a very good mood, so I blew the wind." ”

He replied in a shrill voice, with an expression that they didn't understand me.

The member dispelled his doubts, and even felt some empathy, because her family was the same.

I wanted to open my mouth to comfort, but the member soon found that Fang Zhe's shoes had changed, from a pair of conspicuous high heels to a pair of black boots.

Although it matches the skirt on the body, it is a good call, why did I change my shoes.

The expression on his face began to wonder again.

Fang Zhe secretly thought in his heart, this woman is really a Sherlock Holmes, her eyes are sharp like something.

"How's that, do my new boots look good? It's too tiring to wear high heels, isn't there still an event tomorrow, I think it will be more comfortable to change to a pair of flat shoes. ”

Fang Zhe showed off his shoes, but he didn't dare to show them too much, lest the other party find out that his feet were very big.

The female member nodded: "I see that this is the first time you have participated in this kind of offline fan activity, and you are still wearing high heels, which is very troublesome." ”

"Let's go, the president urges us to go to bed early, we have something to do tomorrow morning."

The female member took Fang Zhe's hand and walked in the direction of the elevator.

"Am I sleeping with you?"

Fang Zhe obediently followed behind, with a clear smile on his face.

"That's right, two people sleep in one bed, although it's a little crowded, but it's going to be a little bit."

"It's okay, I'm very compromised, it's too crowded and I don't mind if I sleep with you."

"I don't mind."

。。。。。。

In the early hours of the morning, most of the guests have slept, even if it is a five-star hotel, it is very quiet at this time.

In one of the presidential suites, there was a sudden knock on the door, which was very soft and did not attract the attention of others.

A slender woman squeezed sideways through the crack in the door and walked into the house, and carefully closed the door again, locking it by the way.

Xiao Bo sat on the sofa, holding a red wine glass in one hand, while looking at the female fan who had just walked in, with a smile on his face.

The woman's clothes were slowly faded from her body, revealing smooth skin, and there was shyness and anticipation in her eyebrows and eyes.

"Your skin is fine, and you can break it by blowing."

Xiao Bo placed his glass on the table and stood up to look at his fan.

"You... If you like it, everything about me is Bobo's. ”

The woman clasped her hands in front of her chest, a blush appeared on her face, and even her snort was a little aggravated.

Xiao Bo walked up to her, his fingers slowly slicing across the smooth skin, and the woman trembled from time to time as if she had been electrocuted.

The hand, drawn to the neck, stopped.

Xiao Bo was standing behind the woman at this time, his face was completely obscured by the hair, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

"The skin is smooth and tender, it is a high-quality material, and it is very good to use on my body, and it can probably be stored for another week or so."

"What?"

Before the woman could understand what she meant, her eyes suddenly widened, revealing a hint of disbelief.

Because her nose and mouth were suddenly pressed by a pair of big hands, and during the struggle, she could clearly smell the rancid smell coming from behind her.

It's a bit like the smell of meat after a long time in a hot summer.

The lights in the room were dim, not very bright, and only the contour light on the ceiling was turned on, and the main light was not turned on.

But it can still be clearly seen that Xiao Bo's exposed skin at this time is a little yellowish, and even a little purple-red spots, like corpse spots.

In some places, it even began to wrinkle and ooze with a yellowish liquid, from which the putrid smell was emanated.

The woman's hand grabbed the big hands on her face, but she didn't dare to use force, for fear of hurting the person behind her.

Even if the other party wants to suffocate her to death, this woman still thinks about the other party from the bottom of her heart.

Stupid.

"Don't struggle, don't move, don't you like me? Isn't it as long as I like it, you are willing to give me everything? Then please give me your skin, I need to use it to keep my appearance. ”

Xiao Bo's head came out from the back of the woman's neck, and his expression was very terrifying, because the skin on his face seemed to droop down a little at this time.

It was as if a mask had fallen halfway down without wearing it, most of the eyes were blocked, the nose had fallen on the philtrum, and the skin on the chin was empty and curled up.

The woman was in tears, not knowing if she was scared because she was dying, or because she could finally do something for her beloved idol.

The body that was originally struggling slowly stopped moving, and she seemed to have given up her instinct to survive and was willing to be slaughtered.

Until the end, this body really couldn't move anymore.

Xiao Bo carefully hugged his fan to the sofa, not because he was moved by the other party's efforts, but because he was afraid of damaging this long-looking skin.

At this moment, a man slowly walked out of the master bedroom.

"Ready?"

The man's voice was very cold and cold, and after he made a sound, the whole room was as cold as if the air was turned on, and it was instantly cold.

Xiao Bo pointed to the corpse lying on the sofa and nodded: "I'm really embarrassed to trouble the 'leather changer' to go in person." ”

The man didn't answer immediately, but reached out and stroked the skin of the corpse, feeling the warmth that was getting cold, but still remaining.

And what is lost, life.

He said coldly: "It's okay, it's good if you can afford the price, you know, I'll take a trip, the cost is not low." ”

Xiao Bo picked up the red wine glass on the table and took a sip, and then laughed: "Hahaha, don't worry, whether it's money or people, I don't lack it, just take as much as you want." ”

The man stopped talking, but stretched out his little finger, revealing the long pointed nails on it.

The nails were lightly scratched across the corpse, and a whole piece of human skin was peeled off by him and held in his hand.

I don't know what kind of ability he used, obviously this human skin was drenched in blood, but not a drop of blood flowed out.

Xiao Bo stood there straight, his hands raised, as if waiting for the tailor to measure his size with a ruler.

At the same time, an ordinary guest room in this five-star hotel was leaning against the head of the bed and closing his eyes to recuperate, and his eyes suddenly opened.

I heard him muttering to himself in the quiet room.

"Skinner."