"Why is my signal bad here? Hey hey? Can Wang Han hear it? Wang Han? I sent you the location, hey? Why can't I hear it?"
Doodle...
Feng Manlou hung up the phone guiltily.
Wang Han's mouth was twitching. This old and unreasonable person had a very good hearing when watching the beauty live broadcast, and now he can't hear anything.
Take a look at the positioning.
It's an apartment.
Meng Bizhi also sent a message, "Brother Jiu, Mr. Feng asked us to drag someone, when will we set off?"
"Do you know who we are dealing with?" Wang Han asked.
Meng Bizhi was stunned for a moment, "I know, it seems that he is Ji Bingqing, he is a great master. Mr. Feng said that you are the peak of the little master, and I am the peak of the master. We add up to be the same as the grand master. We are both the grand masters, and we are completely
I can compete with that great master to equalize it.”
“It’s great to count.”
"That's a must. Brother Jiu, when will you come? Let's join forces to kill, I'm responsible for killing, you're responsible for killing!" Meng Bizhi said impatiently.
"Are we the only one?"
"Yes, there were Xiaoxiao and Zhao Jiadi, but when I thought, we two big men would do this kind of fighting and killing. There was no need for girls to come! We didn't let them come."
Wang Han held up a swear word and didn't know whether it was meant to say it or not.
"I'll come later."
Wang Han stuffed his diary into his pocket, put out the cigarette butt and looked at Xia Wanying. At this time, Xia Wanying had just finished crying.
The mental state is not very stable.
Wang Han thought for a moment, "I have something to leave, so I'll ask someone to come and accompany you."
"No need, go and do it, Wang Han, thank you." Xia Wanying wiped her eyes.
Wang Han was still a little worried. After all, Xia Wanying had already cut her wrists once, so who knows if there will be a second time?
I have to find a woman who knows some skills to come over.
He called Lin Xuefu, "Come here to do a favor."
Lin Xuefu didn't refuse, and came soon after. After Wang Han gave a brief explanation, Lin Xuefu frowned, "Why don't you let your wife come?"
"What if something happens to hurt my wife?" Wang Han said with confidence.
"What should I do if I hurt you?" Lin Xuefu glared at her.
Wang Han said seriously, "I will cover all the medical expenses."
"Damn it, do you want to hear what you are saying? "
"I'll leave in advance. I've ordered dinner for you. Remember to get it later."
Wang Han turned around and left.
Night falls.
Wang Han and Meng Bizhi were sitting in the car, and Meng Bizhi was holding a chicken that had just cried and feasted in his arms.
Rolling out the ashes.
Mr. Feng said that he started to do something about 8:30 and he only needed to drag it until nine o'clock before leaving.
Wang Han played with the bone flute.
Whether you can live today depends on whether this thing can work wonders.
Meng Bizhi was eating chicken, "Brother Jiu, why haven't Ji Bingqing we surrounded today before? Is there any nickname?"
"The people in the martial arts world are called juiced chicken."
Meng Bizhi, who was eating chicken, was stunned for a moment, "Why are you still calling this name?"
Wang Han glanced at the time, "It's time soon, you'll know when you go up."
This apartment is specially rented to some working or students, and it is relatively cheap for 500 yuan a month.
And it can also rent a daily basis.
This place is also a must-see place for police to crack down on pornography every month, and some students often do some side jobs here.
There are small advertisements posted in the doors of each room.
Many people call this place a small Amsterdam in Jiangning City.
Wang Han rented a room next to Ji Bingqing.
When I was getting the keys from the front desk, the girl at the front desk saw Wang Han and Meng Bizhi, and her smile gradually became abnormal.
There are many rooms on the one floor, but the sound insulation effect is really bad.
Wang Han took Meng Bizhi from one end to the other, almost hearing a sound of wow.
Meng Bizhi even forgot to eat the chicken legs in his hand.
When the door is opened.
A woman's voice came from the room next door.
"Young man, please encourage me! Auntie's back drips!"
Wang Han's hands trembled when he opened the door.
According to the news given by Feng Manlou, Ji Bingqing, the bone-cutting knife, was in the room next door.
The sound of miserableness continued.
After entering the room.
Wang Han pulled a stool and came over to listen to the wall.
Meng Bizhi also listened with his ears against the wall.
A few minutes later, Wang Han suddenly opened his eyes, "Why are you a replacement?"
Meng Bizhi was confused when he heard this, "Brother Jiu, can you still hear that the replacement of people?"
"This tone is obviously different."
Wang Han stood up and opened the door a gap.
The phone rang out from the next room.
The woman answered the phone.
After hanging up the phone, the attack speed next door was significantly improved by a higher level.
Meng Bi's chicken legs almost stuffed into his nostrils.
The door to the next room opens.
Wang Han stood up and followed him out.
A woman came out of the next room.
It looks over thirties, with long burgundy hair draped over the shoulders, tender and plump skin, radiant, and a fancy look in her eyes, with a V-shaped collar pressing down, revealing two white and tender hemispheres, and a slender waist.
Wearing a miniskirt, letter stockings, and small boots adds a bit taller.
There was a smell of dust on his body.
The woman wiped her mouth after going out. When she saw Wang Han, she was stunned for a moment. Her beautiful little tongue spit out and licked her lips around her lips.
Enchanting and seductive.
The woman walked towards Wang Han in a cat step, and her high heels stepped on the ground made a gripping sound, and the two of them were very close.
After sucking deeply at Wang Han, the woman's breathing was trembling a little after feeling the strong breath of Wang Han's body.
Both legs were so excited that they couldn't stop trembling.
When your hand is about to grab Wang Han's handle.
Wang Han hurriedly retreated.
The woman giggled, "Little brother, why are you shy?"
"I'm scared." Wang Han stepped back shyly.
"Little brother, what are you afraid of?"
"I'm afraid you'll eat me." Wang Han blushed shyly.
The sound of the bone-cutting knife has a strange tone, which is a bit like a green tea girl acting coquettishly, "Then do you want your sister to eat you?"
"What do you want to eat with my sister?"
The bone-clearing knife licked his lips with a bright red tongue.
The phone couldn't stop vibrating. The bone-cutting knife took out the phone and took a look. Then hung up the phone. His fingers were drawing circles on Wang Han's chest, "Sister likes to eat hard teeth."
The bone-clearing knife opened his mouth, and a stream of blue smoke suddenly appeared from his mouth and vomited towards Wang Han's face.
Wang Han quickly held his breath and retreated, punching the bone-clearing knife.
The bone-clearing knife also reacts quickly.
He quickly turned sideways and dodged.
"Who are you?" The bone-clearing knife's expression became cold.
Wang Han covered his mouth and nose, and the two of them set apart. Wang Han glanced at the room of the bone-clearing knife. There was no light on inside. He could only see through the lights in the corridor. There was a young man lying on the bed, looking like he had just grown up.
He looked like he had deep eyes and a dead look lingered on his face. This was almost the same as being squeezed.
Even if you survive, you will never be able to stand up in your life.
"Auntie, it's very ruthless!" Wang Han held Qi Pills in one hand and pinched the bone flute with the other hand, loose on the outside and tight on the inside.
The bone-clearing knife surrounds his lips, and his eyes are filled with a cold light, "Auntie?"