Of course, what happened to Jiang Min, Song Zhuang must not know.

Everything was as expected by the mysterious person, Song Zhuang, who had been tortured for a day and a night, did not let go, and was finally released by the people of the Security Bureau.

To say that the guys of the Security Bureau are very clever, Song Zhuang, who has been tortured, looks like no one else, but the whole person's spirit has been drained, and he is like a tuberculosis ghost with only one breath left.

I finally walked home, but I found that it was not the right time.

The room was a mess, Wu Shujun's underwear was thrown at the door, there were still men's pants on the sofa, and there was a moan of "uh-huh-ahh

Glancing at the person rolling the sheets in the bedroom with the door open, Song Zhuang walked directly to the refrigerator, opened a bottle of beer, and then sat on the sofa and began to watch TV.

Tired, destroy, hurry!

Song Zhuang rarely cares what Wu Shujun does, anyway, this shrew doesn't want to look at it anymore.

The sound of the TV in the living room disturbed the two people in the bedroom, and the cheating man seemed to have a little more face, and when he saw Song Zhuang sitting in the living room watching TV, he was so frightened that he ran out with his clothes in his arms, and slipped away towards the door while apologizing.

"Don't ...... Don't go, he won't say anything!"

Wu Shujun still wanted to go up and pull, but the man exclaimed, "Damn, it turns out that you have a husband, aren't you cheating on me?"

After all, the man wore pants and shoes backwards and ran away.

"!"

Wu Shujun sat on the ground in rags, and wanted to play again.

Song stiff didn't bother to look at this woman, and then picked up the remote control and started to change the channel.

"Song Zhuang, you are doing this wretched scum, right?"

Wu Shujun stood up from the ground and glared at Song Zhuang viciously.

But Song Zhuang just stared at the TV.

If you are an ordinary woman, if you are caught on the scene, it is estimated that you will be a little weak-hearted, so you have to be a little more restrained at home.

But this Wu Shujun is not an ordinary woman, this fighter among shrews, etiquette, righteousness and shame do not exist for this thing.

Now, even if she was caught a woman, Wu Shujun's courage was still very strong, Song Zhuang didn't open her mouth to make trouble, but the woman began to find fault by herself.

"Divorce, tired."

Song Zhuang didn't want to be familiar with this woman, since his life was all over the place, what else to talk about, he left.

Originally, Song Zhuang still had some concerns, afraid that divorce would be a trouble, but now he was quickly cleaned up by the people from the Security Bureau, Song Zhuang also figured it out, and it was not clear which would come first tomorrow or the accident, so it was better to live a little easier.

"What? What did you say? Divorce?" When Wu Shujun heard the word divorce, the whole person was like a fried cat: "Song Zhuang, how dare you be a wretch? Don't forget, without the help of our family, how could you, a poor student from the mountains, gain a foothold in Haizhou City?"

Song Zhuang lit a cigarette and said, "Don't talk about these useless things, your family did subsidize me, but that was ten years ago, and your wife and your old man probably don't want to watch you roll sheets with other men every day, right?"

"Bastard, you dare to insult me, the old lady tears your face!"

The angry Wu Shujun pounced directly on Song Zhuang.

If it was the previous Song Zhuang, he would probably be waiting to be "humiliated", after all, domestic violence is such a thing, and he is used to it next to each other. Look at the book

But today's Song Zhuang is particularly angry, which is a depression caused by long-term depression that cannot be expressed.

If it were the past, Song Zhuang, who was accustomed to being submissive, might have endured it, and let this shrew play how he played.

But!

Today's Song stiff can't bear it!

Facing the woman who pounced, Song Zhuang slapped Wu Shujun in the face with a powerful slap, and slapped the woman on the spot.

Probably because Song Zhuang had never beaten Wu Shujun, the woman was stunned on the spot.

After 3:5 seconds, the woman cried

Get up, and cry like a pig.

"Song Zhuang, you dog, you dare to beat me? Do you understand this is domestic violence, I want to call the police, I want you to go to jail!"

Wu Shujun buzzed and cried.

It's ridiculous that this woman has committed countless domestic violence against Song Zhuang, but she can't stand it after being slapped in the face, isn't this a proper double standard?

Hearing the word "alarm", Song Zhuang's nerves were stabbed.

I just got cleaned up by the guys from the Security Bureau for a night, and now this girl doesn't open any pot and which pot is simply offended.

On the spot!

Song Zhuang was furious: "You'd better call the police, so that I can hand over the men you have slept with over the years and those videos to the police, and by the way, send a copy to your parents, I have to make you famous!"

"You...... What do you say?"

Wu Shujun was stunned for an instant.

Song Zhuang said: "There's nothing to hide from you, I have surveillance at home!" I've saved the footage of all the good things you've done, believe it or not, I'll send you a disc back tonight, and let her see you rolling the sheets on the bed?"

"You bastard! How dare you plot against me?"

Wu Shujun panicked, realizing that she might be ruined.

"If you don't want to be famous, get out of here! Don't bother Lao Tzu."

Song Zhuang issued an order to evict the guests.

That's right!

Song Zhuang is going to be anti-guest-oriented.

The serfs who have endured it all their lives are about to turn over and sing.

Wu Shujun, the tigress, originally wanted to have a seizure, but when she thought of the videos in her bed, she couldn't be arrogant.

"Okay, Song Zhuang, I didn't expect it to be such a person, this matter is not over, let's see!"

Wu Shujun, who was crying, ran out of the door.

Now the silence was completely quiet, and Song Zhuang, who was already exhausted, couldn't stand it anymore, and fell asleep on the sofa.

At four o'clock in the morning, a phone ringing woke Song Zhuang from his sleep.

"Hey......" Song Zhuang subconsciously took out his mobile phone and connected the call.

"Go downstairs, I'm downstairs with you!"

A pleasant voice came.

Song Zhuang instantly became a spirit!

Damn it!

The voice of that hacker!

"What did you say?"

Song Zhuang was surprised.

"Go downstairs!"

The female hacker said.

"Why should I listen to you?"

Song Zhuang asked in a trembling voice.

"Don't you want to know why?" The hacker spoke, "If you want to know, go downstairs and I'll tell you what you want to know...... But you only get one chance."

Hearing the words of the female hacker, Song Zhuang was silent for three seconds.

"Okay, I'll go downstairs now!"

In the end, Song Zhuang made a decision.

After washing his face in the bathroom, Song Zhuang put on his clothes and walked down the elevator apartment.

At four o'clock in the morning, the wind was gusting outside the community, and there was no figure in the distance, only the dim street lamps flashing with a yellow halo.

Just as Song Zhuang hesitated, a black shadow fell from the sky!

Damn it!

It turned out to be a linen bag.

In this way, the defenseless Song Zhuang put people into the sack and froze directly.

"Because of the end of the previous series of plots, and the beginning of a new chapter now, the story needs to be re-expanded and foreshadowed, and the pace will seem relatively slow, I hope you don't mind...... Since the 1st of this month, I have been updating more than 10,000 words every day, hoping to bring you the joy of reading."