Slowly walking back to the bedroom, Wang Zhuo said to Jin Yun, who was hiding behind the door, holding a gun and trembling with a resolute face, without looking back: "They have left, there is no need to worry anymore."
Jin Yun was obviously relieved and weakly lowered the hand holding the gun. She had always been a smart woman, and she immediately heard from Wang Zhuo's words that he was not in a high mood.
But in her opinion, there are countless mysteries waiting to be discovered in Wang Zhuo, and sometimes asking too many questions is not beautiful.
No matter how smart a woman is, she still has to learn to act stupid.
"Did you lure them to Wusheng?" Jin Yun made a glass of milk for himself and a cup of tea for Wang Zhuo. Workers who work at the end of the day will always hold a bowl of strong tea with inferior tea leaves floating in it to relieve their fatigue.
, Wang Zhuo brought this habit from humans to cats.
But what he is drinking now is Huangshan Maofeng, which Jin Yun deliberately asked her father to mail from China to the tenderest and fattest tea buds during the Grain Rain period during the Qingming Festival. They are hand-fried.
Wang Zhuo held the cup with his two paws, his red and pink tongue caressing the sweet and bitter hair, with each bud and leaf spreading out. Hearing this, he said: "I lured him over, but Liu Mengnan probably can't save him."
Jin Yun frowned and asked, "Is Zi Qianyue's heart really so poisonous?"
"Zi Qianyue is about to die too." Wang Zhuo's eyes were empty, and he tried hard to eliminate the slight pain caused by the breakup of friendship from his heart, and said slowly: "Wu Sheng is very dangerous, or in other words, there is danger around him.
"
Jin Yun sighed and said: "You are so powerful, can't you save her?" On the surface, Jin Yun's expression of concern, fear, pain and pity for Liu Mengnan can definitely give him the aura of being eager for justice, and the unparalleled Virgin Mary.
In fact, Jin Yun was really helpless about Liu Mengnan's experience.
Jin Yun just tried his best to test whether Wang Zhuo would be able to protect her and Hu Feifei's lives if Wu Sheng came again.
"I don't know, and I don't want to try." Wang Zhuo is indeed a country bumpkin, but he was severely polished by his father who was full of vicissitudes of life in the village and could not be overwhelmed no matter how fate played him. In Moscow, tens of thousands of people discriminated against people of color.
The skinhead broke out of his cocoon and showed his sword. Even if he still smelled like mud, he could not escape his moment of glory.
Even if he disappears in the cold city of Moscow, countless people will spread his legend for a long time in the future. Therefore, Wang Zhuo understands Jin Yun's temptation.
"You and Hu Feifei should not be separated today. If possible, go and apply for suspension of study for Hu Feifei later, change the plane ticket, and we will return to China together tomorrow."
While one person and one cat were talking, more than 200 skinheads who rushed to the Wusheng Villa all had dull eyes, staring straight at the red pointed roof of the villa.
Seryozha covered his chest and knelt on the ground, breathing heavily.
The other pedestrians on the street seemed to have not seen this scene. They even passed by Seryosha without even looking back. If a monk who is good at formations is here at this time, he will find that the space around Wusheng Villa
, occasionally distorted as if the projector was disturbed.
Wu Sheng held the bronze amphorae, an elegant smile appeared on his handsome face, and said to Seryosha: "Four pairs of ribs are broken, and your persistence is ridiculous. It's better to shout out loud, which can at least reduce some pain."
Seryozha spat bloody phlegm at Wu Sheng. Wu Sheng stepped back unprepared and stained his trousers. "Sir, your rudeness angered me." Wu Sheng's smile remained unchanged, but his eyes were full of disgust.
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Seryozha raised his head, his eyes were covered with blood, and he could barely see Wu Sheng clearly. He suddenly grinned and said, "This scene is so familiar."
At that time, Wang was also in his current position.
The king is bloody and the king is wise.
He did not admit defeat and beg for mercy, but smiled quietly to welcome the steel pipe that Seryozha was about to hit on his head. Seryozha looked at Wang Zhuo's calm, unruffled eyes. Seryozha put down the knife and met Wang Zhuo eight times.
Later Wang said that he just wanted to live.
If he were in China, he would kneel to the end without hesitation in order to survive.
But in Russia, he can only die standing and cannot live on his knees. So, in this beautiful land, let me die standing!
Seryozha remembered the fleeting friendship and tried to stand up with one hand on the ground, but Wu Sheng kicked him down.
One after another, Wu Sheng played with Seryosha like a monkey.
"Don't kill him now." The old voice of the bronze amphora said: "These people have good physiques, especially this person's will is the most suitable for tempering. The good things your men did, almost exposed me. Do you think Russia is really
Is there no character who can control me?"
Wu Sheng seemed to recall some horrific scene, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes, and he laughed slowly: "It's my fault, sir. Like Zi Qianyue, who was turned into a zombie by you, who can be more powerful than this person?" Wu Sheng couldn't.
If you don't change the topic, the bronze bottle will get angry, and the consequences will be serious.
Of course, I am the most powerful, and I am the one who controls you! Amphora patiently explained: "Which of them dies the worst, whoever is the most powerful. At present, it seems that Zi Qianyue has won temporarily, and your men have brought back the woman's
Since she's not a virgin, just deal with it casually and let Zi Qianyue and the foreigner go find another virgin at night. In this way, not only can I regain one ten thousandth of my prime, but you can also have more 'loyal' subordinates. At least better than that.
What kind of colonel is reliable?"
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"It's finished, dead!" Hu Feifei shouted, standing upright, and found herself lying on the bed, at the table opposite, with Jin Yun and the Persian cat looking at her.
Hu Feifei rubbed the back of her head vigorously and said, "Are you all okay?"
Jin Yun stood up, poured a glass of milk for Hu Feifei, sent it to Hu Feifei and said, "The kidnapper met with an accident. Does your head still hurt?"
"It hurts!" Jin Yun said with tears in his eyes: "What's going on? It's like someone hit my head with a brick."
Jin Yun smiled and said: "The metaphor is very appropriate. Have you been hit before?"
Hu Feifei's face turned red and she said coquettishly: "I have smashed the little hooligans who teased me before." After saying that, she drank the milk in one sip from the cup, stood up, picked up Wang Zhuo, stuffed Wang Zhuo into her chest and rubbed it hard: "Little prince,
It hurts so much, please comfort me."
Wang Zhuo curled his lips helplessly, feeling suffocated by the two fat balls again.
Hu Feifei was so happy "playing with" Wang Zhuo that she seemed to have really forgotten to find out why she suddenly fainted.
Jin Yun's face gradually became serious, and he said to Hu Feifei: "Feifei, I helped you go through the formalities for suspending your studies. You can go back to China with me first."
Hu Feifei said without looking back: "Okay." After saying that, she realized what she was doing, looked back at Jin Yun's eyes and said, "Why do you have to suspend school? Are those kidnappers still causing trouble for us?"
More troublesome than a kidnapper!
Jin Yun sighed inwardly, glanced at Wang Zhuo, and thought to himself that he couldn't even handle the little monsters. Did he meet the evil version of wild Ultraman?
Hu Feifei bit her white fingers and thought for a while and said: "Okay! I will go back to China with you, but Jin Yun, you will support me from now on. If my old Dou knows that I skip school, he will scold me to death."
Are you scared after just a few words of curse?
Wang Zhuo was deeply envious of Hu Feifei. When he and his brother were in China, not to mention skipping school, even if the exams did not meet his father's expectations, the shoe mats would definitely scream in his face immediately.
It was already half past eight in the evening. The two of them ate something with their own minds and then turned off the lights and went to bed. Wang Zhuo originally wanted the two women to move out or leave the city by car overnight, but after thinking about it, he decided
He gave up, thinking that Wu Sheng had been tortured by the skinheads and did not dare to act rashly again.
It is very quiet tonight, there is not a single cloud in the sky, but it gives people an oppressive feeling of being filled with dark clouds. Near the end of the lunar month, the last quarter moon hangs in the sky at some unknown time, with a heavy halo and a pale light.
This kind of moon is called the hairy moon by the old people. This kind of celestial phenomenon is usually regarded as a great evil, with grievances or lonely ghosts haunting it. If it catches up with it, it will kill someone.
Wang Zhuo was immersed in practicing the Heavenly Demon Art. He suddenly woke up for some reason and looked up at the clock hanging on the wall.
At one o'clock in the morning, the wind whistled outside the window, and the environment was quite breathtaking.
Wang Zhuo huddled up on the upper bunk and prepared to take a nap.
Suddenly, a shadow floated past the window. Within a few seconds, it floated back again! Through the gap in the curtain, an eye with green light and blood dripping from the eyelid appeared.