At night, on the shooting range, Xiao Feng and Zhang Yu were smoking, and their feet were already covered with cigarette butts.
"Have you figured out what to do?" Xiao Feng put out the cigarette, clicked his mouth which was sore from smoking too much, and asked slowly.
Zhang Yu lowered his head and exhaled smoke: "Well, I have decided,"
"How to do it,"
"I will ask her personally who is behind her and who wants to kill me," Zhang Yu raised his head, his eyes very bright.
"Then be careful,"
"I will,"
"Haha, maybe after this incident, you will grow into a real man. Men, who hasn't experienced several betrayals? Some are from friends, some are from brothers, some are from women, and some are from parents. ..." At the end of Xiao Feng's words, he subconsciously raised his hand and touched his heart. There was a bullet mark there.
Zhang Yu stood up: "Brother Feng, I'm going back. There are some things that we have to face and cannot be avoided."
"Well, go back," Xiao Feng nodded and watched Zhang Yu leave step by step until his back disappeared.
"Wind," a shadow lengthened, and Wuming appeared.
Xiao Feng turned his head and looked at Wuming who appeared quietly: "Wuming, go protect Zhang Yu. I don't want anything to happen to him."
"good,"
"If Butterfly really wants to kill him, then take action and destroy Butterfly," Xiao Feng confessed.
"Yeah," Wuming nodded and disappeared from the shooting range.
Xiao Feng sighed: "The hero is sad about the beauty level. I hope Xiao Yuzi can resolve this matter." He shook his head and stood up: "I will also go back to find the beauty to pass the level. I hope I can clear the level tonight."
When he returned to his room, he saw a passionate and elegant woman lying on the bed. She was so tempting that Xiao Feng swallowed his saliva. Damn, this girl is so tempting.
"Good brother, you are back," Nengqing hooked her fingers and said charmingly: "Come here, rub it for sister,"
"Okay, okay, I'm happy to oblige," Xiao Feng's face was full of excitement, and he quickly stepped forward and pressed his hand on Lu Qing's chest.
"What are you doing?" Nongqing's heart was shaken, and a strange feeling spread from his chest to his whole body.
Xiao Feng blushed and rubbed more vigorously: "Of course I'm rubbing it for my sister. Sister, do you feel comfortable after I rub it?"
"Well..." Nongqing wanted to swat Xiao Feng's mischievous hand away, but was reluctant: "Well, it feels comfortable..."
"Hey, you said I would open a 'Mature Massage Parlor' in Jiuquan someday. What do you think?" Xiao Feng gently twisted the grapes with his fingers, making his affectionate body squirm.
"Rogue," Nongqing snorted.
Xiao Feng kneaded the softness of Nongqing's chest with one hand, and stretched his other hand along her lower abdomen, pressing a certain sensitive part...
"Ah~ my dear brother, you are acting bad again," Nong Qing couldn't stand it anymore, this kid is so good at teasing others.
Xiao Feng chuckled: "Didn't you call me a rogue? Then I'll show you how rogue I am now," as he said that, he turned over on the bed and pressed on Nong Qing's body.
…
Zhang Yu returned to the room and saw Butterfly sitting on the bed reading a book. It seemed that he had just taken a shower and his hair was still wet.
Butterfly heard the footsteps and raised his head: "You are back, where have you been?"
"I just went to the shooting range to sit for a while," Zhang Yu forced a smile and sat on the bed.
Butterfly sniffed and frowned slightly: "Why do you smell so much of cigarette smoke? How many cigarettes have you smoked?"
"Not many, I can't remember clearly," Zhang Yu shook his head, he really couldn't remember, there should be several boxes.
Butterfly looked at Zhang Yu and suddenly said: "What's wrong with you? Are you worried?"
"Haha," Zhang Yu just smiled and shook his head: "I'm going to take a shower first."
"Yeah," Butterfly nodded.
Zhang Yu walked into the bathroom with his pajamas, closed the door, turned on the shower head, and poured cold water on his head. The bone-chilling chill made him shiver slightly, and he immediately became more awake.
For more than ten minutes, Zhang Yu stood in the cold water like this. He felt that his whole body was numb and could not feel the cold. This made the chill in his heart gradually assimilate...
"Huh..." Zhang Yu took a deep breath, turned off the shower head, picked up the bath towel, and wiped his body.
Outside, Butterfly was sitting on the bed, obviously unable to read. She was hesitating on what to do. She admitted that she liked Zhang Yu and even fell in love with this ruffian man. Did she really want to kill him? Well, no, I can't do that myself.
The bathroom door opened, and Zhang Yu walked out wearing a bath towel. The surface of his body was a light blue color, which was due to the cold after being washed with cold water for more than ten minutes.
"Butterfly," Zhang Yu stood at the door, looking at the butterfly on the bed.
"Well," Butterfly looked at the man and suddenly made a decision.
"I want to ask you something," Zhang Yu walked to the bed, leaned over to look at the butterfly, and got close to her face.
Their eyes met, Butterfly opened his arms and hugged Zhang Yu: "Ayu, I'll ask you later."
"Why..." Before Zhang Yu could say 'what', he felt two soft lips blocking his mouth, which was sweet and made him feel like he was falling.
In Zhang Yu's impression, Butterfly has never been so proactive towards him, but now she is so proactive. Is she going to kill herself? Forget it, there are some things, what's the point in asking, just leave yourself to her. .
There will always be a woman in a man's life who can make him willing to sacrifice everything, including his own life. Butterfly is the woman who can make Zhang Yu like this.
Butterfly hugged Zhang Yu's neck and kissed passionately... Her hands gradually wandered down. When she touched Zhang Yu's cold body temperature, she was startled and immediately lifted the bath towel around his waist.
Zhang Yu let out a muffled roar in his throat, threw Butterfly onto the bed, turned from passive to active, began to caress her delicate body, and took off her pajamas.
A wonderful body appeared. Zhang Yu looked at it greedily and caressed it greedily. This was the first time he had this woman, and maybe it would be the last time...
No matter what Butterfly wanted to do to him, he would not blame her. Everything was done willingly. He lowered his head, bit the bump, and sucked gently.
"Well..." Butterfly's red lips parted slightly and she hummed.
Although Zhang Yu and Butterfly have always slept together and often kissed and touched each other, they have never done the most intimate things. To put it more simply, that layer of membrane has never been broken.
And tonight, Butterfly made a decision to completely give herself to this man and let herself be his woman. That way, no matter what happens, she will never regret it.
"Ayu, if you want me, I will be your woman," Butterfly lay next to Zhang Yu's ear and murmured softly.
Zhang Yu nodded and stroked Butterfly's hair, but he was thinking in his heart whether she would stab him in the heart when he was most carried away. Haha, in response to those words, die under the peony flowers and become a ghost. It's also romantic.
"Ah~" In Zhang Yu's random thoughts, Butterfly screamed in pain, and she felt a hot and hard object enter her body, making her feel a tearing pain.
Feeling the warmth, Zhang Yu withdrew his thoughts, kissed the butterfly, and cultivated the land that belonged to him, one after another, like a diligent old scalper.
Gasps and moans resounded in the room...
…
Hundreds of miles away from General Yu's camp, a large villa hidden in the tropical jungle looked a little strange with a trace of light.
Rather than saying it was a large villa, it was more aptly described as a small manor. There were no less than twenty cars parked in front of the door, and voices could be heard faintly inside.
"We have been discussing for two hours, but we still haven't come up with a feasible plan. Is it so difficult to kill Zhang Yu?" A shiny black man showed his white teeth and growled in a low voice.
"I think my plan is good. With us, we can't go anywhere in the world. We just go in, kill Zhang Yu, and then retreat," a man with a hooked nose said coldly.
"Come in, huh, are you KGB people all made of iron? Do you know how many people are inside and how many guns there are," Kress said with a sneer.
"Cress, what the FBI can't do, can't it be possible that our KGB can't do it? I heard that you went with a group of men, but in the end you escaped alive by yourself," he said mockingly with a hooked nose.
"you……"
"What's wrong with me, Kress, I'm very curious, your men are all dead, why can you escape unscathed? Did you reach any agreement with Zhang Yu, or did you deliberately let you His men were sent to death,"
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Especially the last sentence of the aquiline nose can be said to have stung Cleese's pain. He immediately became angry and took out his gun: "Son of a bitch, you say it again, believe it or not." I jumped you,"
"Haha, if you have the ability, try it." The hooked nose reacted very quickly, took out the gun and pointed it at Cress.
One of the hook-nosed companions also pulled out a gun and pointed it at Cleese's temple: "Cress, one of my brothers died in your hands last time, and I just want to seek revenge from you today."
The FBI and the KGB are old enemies. Although they sit together for Zhang Yu's matter, it is difficult to eliminate the previous hatred. The overt and covert struggle between the two superpowers has never stopped, and as the violent machines of the two countries, They were fighting to the death at every turn, and their hatred was so great.
Kress's face was gloomy and ugly. The situation was not good for him now. One against two, he was at a disadvantage. He was not a person who took death seriously. Otherwise, he would not have allowed his men to die and then run away.
"Hey, stop making trouble. We are here today to discuss how to deal with Zhang Yu." A white man in camouflage uniform stopped the farce: "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can do whatever you want afterward." How about doing it?”
"Hmph~," Kress took the opportunity to go down the steps and put away the gun: "Okay, let's talk about dealing with Zhang Yu first."
The two KGB men also put away their guns and sneered: "Kress, our work is not over yet."
