"Mr. Guan Gu, and you, from now on, you two will follow him and be his bodyguards." Tang Zheng pointed at a short-haired robber and warned, "Stay close."
"Don't worry, we will definitely complete the mission." Sekiya Maruta responded. The robber was very reluctant, but did not dare to refute.
Martin knew this was surveillance, but he was not ready to run away, so he accepted it all, greeted the two people with a smile, and established a good relationship first.
After coming out of Martin's lawyer's office, Tang Zheng took a deep breath as he looked at the sun that was about to set in the west. The atmosphere at dusk was a bit sultry, and it was expected to rain tomorrow.
"I'm sorry to have delayed you for half a day. Now go and collect your sin points." Tang Zheng waved his hand and asked them to leave.
"Aren't you going?" The robber still wanted to follow Tang Zheng to stay safe.
"I won't go, I want to rest." Bullying the citizens and prostitutes are all bad. Even if they are villains, Tang Zheng is too lazy to fight them. He needs to collect some information and make a plan, otherwise he will become a police officer.
It will be a waste of time.
"Then Mr. Tang, I wish you good luck in martial arts!" Aokiyo bowed and strode away. He didn't care whether he committed a crime or not. He just wanted to complete the mission as soon as possible and return alive.
The robbers looked at Fujimotoka and wanted to join them.
"Go away." Teng Xiaosan cursed and drove the robbers away, "I don't care, I'm determined to follow you anyway."
"Slutty fox!" Pang Meiqin was about to leave, but when she heard this, she stopped again. She would not give this woman a chance to be alone with Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng took three people with him and went back to the Dahlia Hotel first. Except for the middle-aged woman whose bag was robbed, no one else was there. Even Song Tong and two prostitutes followed Tantai to grab the territory. On this day, they
The Southern District was in a state of panic, with constant hacking and killing, and nearly a hundred people died, so everyone had gained some guilt points, which made them feel at ease.
"Go and erase those people's memories of the last seven days, and then let them go." Tang Zheng remembered that there were some hostages upstairs, so he threw the memory eraser to Pang Meiqin and asked her to solve those troubles.
"Tang Zheng, have you eaten? I'll do it." The middle-aged woman stayed alone in the hotel and was very scared. When she saw it was Tang Zheng, she ran out and hurriedly asked for help.
"No need, we'll go out later." After walking a few steps, he turned around and saw the middle-aged woman standing there with a worried look on her face, feeling uneasy. Tang Zheng sighed and advised, "Don't worry about how scared you are.
You must all act together with Tantai, otherwise you will definitely die in the end."
The middle-aged woman froze, and finally squatted on the ground, crying, whispering the names of her wife and son, with endless panic in her tone.
Tang Zheng went upstairs, his steps so heavy that he almost left marks on the stairs. He knew that the housewife would die, but there was nothing he could do. In this scene, he didn't even know how to accumulate sin points.
Teng Yuanxiang felt no pressure at all. Although she knew that the housewife would die, what did it have to do with her? Pang Meiqin stayed beside her for a long time.
After a simple rest and writing a plan, Tang Zheng went out again. Perhaps he listened to his advice, and the middle-aged woman also caught up with him.
Including the robber and Anna, a group of six people sat in a rented Hummer and wandered in the south of the city. Some blind hippies always bumped into them, and naturally they were severely injured by Pang Meiqin and others.
Sitting in the driver's seat, watching the middle-aged housewife after the initial panic, holding a bat and gritting her teeth, severely beating the villain who fell to the ground, without knowing the severity of the attack, Tang Zheng suddenly realized that he had committed the crime a mistake.
It's not that the middle-aged housewife can't beat someone, but she's worried about her own safety. Once she gets the chance, her maliciousness will be even more terrifying than that of the robber.
"That's enough. If you beat her again, you'll die." Pang Meiqin grabbed the middle-aged housewife and pulled her aside. Looking at the comatose hippie whose head was covered with blood, the stewardess with beautiful legs frowned and glared at the housewife.
The housewife shrank her neck and became timid again, but her eyes were secretly looking around, looking for the next target.
The housewife wants to live, to see her son, to take her grandson to the amusement park and enjoy family happiness.
Tang Zheng held the steering wheel and lightly stepped on the accelerator. The Hummer continued to move forward, like a submarine, wandering on the streets in the dark, ready to hunt its target at any time.
"Look, there's a prostitute ahead, just under the streetlight." After two fights, the middle-aged housewife became fierce. She sat in the back seat, her eyes like searchlights, not letting anyone go. Target.
Tang Zheng glanced at the rearview mirror. He saw that the housewife was holding the baseball bat tightly. As soon as she stopped the car, she would rush down and beat the prostitute. As for whether the prostitute was innocent or not, she didn't care. She just wanted to be more guilty.
Seeing the Hummer passing by, the prostitute standing under the streetlight immediately filled her face with anticipation. She twisted her waist, lifted her skirt, and exposed her thong, tempting the man in the car. She has not opened her business today. If she does not pick up customers, she will not open her shop tomorrow. She was going to be hungry, and the rent was about to expire, so she didn't want to sleep on the street...
Tang Zheng drove a Hummer and stopped not far away. With a bang, the housewife opened the car door, jumped out, and trotted away with a baseball bat. She was very cunning. She was worried that she would run too fast and became a pioneer, so she would look back from time to time. Looking around, I found that no one else got out of the car at all, and I was stunned.
The prostitute was startled by the housewife who came out. She subconsciously hugged her purse tightly and turned to leave.
Bang, Tang Zheng fired, and the bullet hit the pavement at the prostitute's feet, shattering some cement.
"Come here, I have something to ask you." Tang Zheng stretched his arm out of the car window, holding a hundred-dollar bill between his fingers. He waved it, and it looked full of temptation on the dim streetlight.
The prostitute glanced at the housewife and then at the dollar bill. She knew she couldn't outrun the bullet, so she hurried to the car with a very respectful expression.
"Sir, what's the matter with you?" As soon as she saw Tang Zheng's generous gesture, handsome appearance and neat clothes, the prostitute knew that this person would never patronize a Liu Ying like her, and she definitely wanted to ask questions.
But even so, the prostitute did not give up. She bent down and deliberately exposed her plump breasts wrapped in her bra to Tang Zheng.
"Very smart. Have you seen Bynum tonight?" Tang Zheng stuffed the dollar bills into the prostitute's cleavage. Because of the hot weather and sweating, her breasts were covered with sweat beads and very slippery. Tang Zheng curled his lips and wiped her clothes twice.
"I've seen it, he went near the Black Blood Bar." The prostitute looked sad. She was indeed disliked, but she didn't show any dissatisfaction. She quickly answered Tang Zheng's words, fearing that she would be beaten if she was delayed.
"Don't get in the car yet." Tang Zheng called to the housewife and reminded the prostitute, "Go home, or change to another district. The south of the city has been uneasy recently."
The housewife who was frozen in place, not knowing what to do, laughed twice and got back into the car. When the Hummer drove out, she reluctantly looked back at the prostitute. In her opinion, she was a weak fat sheep, just right.
Bully.
The prostitute took out the US dollars, smoothed them out, and cried sadly thinking about Tang Zheng wiping them in disgust.
"If you beat that prostitute, you can at least earn a sin point." After a few minutes of silence, the stingy housewife began to complain endlessly.
"Shut up." Fujimotoka became impatient.
"Who is Bynum?" Seeing the awkward atmosphere, the housewife quickly changed the subject.
"I told you to shut up, didn't you hear me?" Fujimotoka turned sideways and slapped the housewife on the face, "Next time, don't make your own decisions."
The housewife covered her cheeks, her whole face turned red and white with anger, but in the end she didn't dare to get angry, and she even smiled in a flattering way.
"It's all my fault." The housewife apologized.
"Humph!" Teng Xiaosan ignored her, resting his chin on his palm and looking at the night scene outside the window.
"Since you want to beat someone up, then find someone hateful to beat up." Tang Zheng thought of the villain policeman Bynum and decided to say hello first.
After Bynum had a meal and came out of a Chinese restaurant with a toothpick in his mouth, he went to the Black Blood Bar to earn extra money tonight.
When Tang Zheng's Hummer drove through a narrow street, he saw Bynum's police car. This guy was experienced and knew where to find fat sheep. At this time, he happened to block a police car in a dark alley.
Prostitute.
"Don't run, or I'll shoot." Bynum yelled and raised his pistol.
The prostitute was facing the wall, standing bent over, her long skirt was lifted up to her waist, and her thong was pulled to the crook of her legs. The client who was belching wine stood behind her, coming in and out, when she suddenly heard the police officer's voice.
He drank so much that he withered away from fear.
"Officer, I didn't do anything." The client turned around and saw a police officer and the black muzzle of the gun in his hand, and quickly begged for mercy.
"Officer!" The prostitute recognized Bynum's identity, and her face was immediately filled with an expression of distress. This guy had the nickname of a blood-sucking fat maggot, and her work tonight was in vain.
"Stand facing the wall. I suspect you are smuggling drugs. Please accept inspection." Bynum casually found an excuse and walked towards them after being intimidated.
"Officer, this is a misunderstanding." The client wanted to defend, but Bynum hit him hard on the back with the handle of his gun.
"Did I let you speak? Stand still and hurry up." Seeing that the client was still trying to put on his pants, Bynum pulled out his baton and hit him twice on the buttocks.
The prostitute immediately let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, his muscles twitched, and he did not dare to talk anymore.
The prostitute didn't lift her thong at the knees at all. She knew Bynum's bad character and that kind of behavior would only lead to a severe beating.
Bynum checked the client's body with both hands, and the target was not any drugs, but his jewelry and wallet.
"Fu~ck, you're a poor guy!" After finding his wallet in his pocket, Bynum opened it, looked through it, found a total of nine hundred dollars, took it all out, and stuffed it into his pocket.
"Officer!" The prostitute saw Bynum's behavior of taking money, and he begged with a distressed look on his face, hoping to keep some money.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Do you want to stay at the police station for 24 hours? The bail amount alone will be more than this amount." Bynum threatened the client, threw away the empty wallet, and checked his body again to make sure
After not missing anything, he cursed and walked towards the red-haired prostitute next to him.
"Bynum, I am..." Before the prostitute could finish her sentence, she was hit hard with a police baton on her buttocks, leaving a red mark.
"Shut up, did I let you talk?" Bynum finished scolding and laughed again. He got close to her back and buttocks, touched her breasts with one hand, and grabbed her breasts hard.
It all spilled out from between my fingers.
The prostitute's face changed in pain, and she just groaned miserably, then received another blow from the police baton, and closed her mouth tightly in fear.
"Well, bitch, you have a nice figure. I remembered you. I burned the scar on my butt with a cigar. I didn't expect it to heal." Bynum raised his lower body and rubbed it on the whore's butt.
After a few blows, he grabbed her hair, turned her head away, and said with a evil smile, "I don't think you've forgotten me, either?"
"I haven't forgotten." The prostitute shed tears of pain, but she still had to smile.
"That's good, do you know what to do? Come on, take off my pants." Bynum saw some dust on the chest of the blue and black uniform, and stretched out his hand to flick it.
The red-haired prostitute didn't dare to resist. She quickly turned around, squatted down, and took off Bynum's belt. As soon as she took it off, she smelled a strong body odor. Looking at the short dead snake under her big belly, she felt a wave of excitement.
nausea.
"What are you still doing?" Bynum was dissatisfied and slapped him, "Do you want to go to jail and sit there?"
The prostitute stuck out the tip of her tongue, licked it, and then swallowed the dead snake into her mouth.
The prostitute heard the commotion here, took a peek, and was immediately beaten by Bynum.
"If you look again, I'll dig out your eyes." Bynum slapped the client again with his baton, then his eyes fell on his wrist and he was stunned, "Hey, isn't there a watch here? Give it to me quickly.
I'll take it off."
"Officer, that's my wedding souvenir, ah!" The client's words did not elicit any sympathy.
Bynum was furious after being rejected. He pushed the prostitute away, picked up his baton, and whipped the client hard. This time it was absolutely full force. After just two blows, the client fell to the ground, groaning in pain, but the police officer was completely
He didn't have any intention of stopping, and he didn't stop until the guy's skin and flesh were raw and he was gasping for breath.
"Go away, don't let me see you again." Bynum took off this guy's watch and carefully wiped it twice. After confirming that it was not damaged and that it was worth a lot of money, he showed a proud smile and said fiercely.
After kicking the prostitute in the stomach, he stopped paying attention to him, grabbed the prostitute by the hair, and dragged her to the police car.
"Go, climb up!"
The prostitute had no choice but to lie down on the hood of the car.
"Damn it, this guy is lawless!" The robber saw Bynum getting angry. He was surprised and envious. He turned to look at Tang Zheng, "Boss, are you doing this just to be like him?"
Are you going to be a police officer?"
"Shut up, is Tang Zheng that bad?" This guy really has no eyesight at all, and Teng Yuanxiang wants to beat him to death.
Tang Zheng opened the car door, walked out, leaned against the car wall, and gave Bynum a strong middle finger.