"Ruolan, I don't allow you to do this!" Mie Yagyu rushed out from the shadows, grabbed Zhang Ruolan's clothes, looked at Han Baihang with hatred and said, "I don't want to beg him even if I die!"
Han Baihang spread his hands and said helplessly: "You also saw it, it's not that I don't want to help you, your lover seems to be very prejudiced against me."
After saying that, Han Baihang turned around and walked out of the alley. As soon as he took two steps, a whimpering sound came from behind. Han Baihang couldn't help but stop and tried his best to suppress the urge to look back.
Suddenly, there was a burst of noisy footsteps at the entrance of the alley. A group of people wearing patrol uniforms held torches and walked towards the alley. They shouted to Han Baihang: "Who is in there? Come out."
Zhang Ruolan and the two men immediately stopped talking, hid in a shadow, and hugged each other nervously. They looked at Han Baihang's back, their hearts skipping a beat.
"It's me, it's me!" Han Baihang shouted, pretending to hold up his pants and walked outside. The patrolman shook the torch in his hand, saw Han Baihang's face clearly, and recognized him as a distinguished guest of the Zhang family, and hurriedly
He put down the torch in his hand and apologized: "Damn it, damn it, you actually disturbed Captain Han. Captain Han is so late and still not resting, what are you doing here?"
As the patrolman spoke, he looked into the alley. Han Baihang lifted his belt, blocking the patrolman's sight, and said with a smile: "Didn't you just come out of the Zhang family? The Zhang family is on fire.
It’s a bit big.”
"That's not true. Their house was on fire, but we cried. We had to help them put out the fire and arrest people in the middle of the night."
"Arrest someone?" Han Baihang said with a surprised look on his face: "Who are you arresting?"
The patrolman glanced around and said to his men behind him: "Everything is fine here. Go and search nearby!"
A group of patrolmen dispersed in a hurry and disappeared at the entrance of the alley in the blink of an eye. Han Baihang took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one and threw it directly to the patrolman.
The patrolman took the cigarette and took a look. His face smiled as brightly as a chrysanthemum. He took out a cigarette, put it to his nose and took a greedy puff. Then he lit it reluctantly and took a puff with great enjoyment.
"Tell me who you want to arrest?" Han Baihang approached the patrolman and asked in a low voice.
The patrolman looked around and said mysteriously: "The fire in Zhang's house burned two people to death. We carried the bodies out, and those two people had such a big hole in their chests.
"
The patrolman made a very exaggerated circle and continued: "When it comes to catching thieves, I think it means catching the murderer. Now that the entire Nantong City is under martial law, I think the murderer is doomed this time."
"Oh, so that's what happened. Is Nantong City under martial law? Doesn't that mean no one can get out?" Han Baihang's thoughts were changing. If this happened, Mie Yagyu's chances of escaping were almost gone.
"Isn't that right? Oops, it's getting late. Captain Han, you'd better go back early to avoid unnecessary trouble." The patrolman said as he plucked the cigarette butts in his hand, threw them on the ground and ran away without looking back.
Already.
After the patrol officers left, Han Baihang looked behind him and said, "They are all gone. Can you come out?"
Zhang Ruolan helped the injured Mie Yagyu out and thanked Han Baihang: "Thank you."
Han Baihang lowered his head and spat "Damned compassion." After that, he waved his hand and said impatiently: "This is the first time I will help you, and it will also be the last time! You wait here while I find someone.
"
After finishing speaking, Han Baihang walked towards the hotel, found a change of clothes from the room, returned to the alley, threw the clothes to Mie Yagyu and said: "Put on your clothes, I will take you out."
Mie Yagyu held the clothes and said with disgust: "I won't wear the clothes you wore!"
Han Baihang thought to himself: "I'm so kind to save you, but you're still here to pick and choose." In an instant, the good mood of the whole night was gone, and he said angrily: "Whether you like to wear it or not, I don't care about this shit.
.”
As Han Baihang was about to leave, Zhang Ruolan intervened between the two of them and said, "You two should say less. You go out first."
Han Baihang stared at her big eyes and said, "With her ribbed figure, no one can look like her."
Having said that, Han Baihang still walked out honestly. By the second half of the day, the fire in Zhang's house had been extinguished, and there were many fewer people on the street, leaving only groups of patrolmen running anxiously.
After a while, Mie Yagyu changed her clothes and walked out. Han Baihang stopped Mie Yagyu by the waist and said, "Put your hand on my shoulder!"
Mie Yagyu felt Han Baihang's mischievous hand on her waist, and her face suddenly turned red. She didn't know whether it was because of shyness or anger, but she raised her hand and slapped Han Baihang on the face.
Han Baihang grabbed Mie Yagyu's wrist, put it on his shoulder, and whispered: "If you don't want to die, just shut up!"
Although Mie Yagyu had never been treated so frivolously by anyone since she was a child, even with Zhang Ruolan, they were only in love and polite, and had never done anything out of the ordinary.
She didn't expect that Han Baihang would be so frivolous about her, and what made her even more unexpected was that Han Baihang's big hands were like magic. Waves of heat came from her waist, making her whole body numb and she couldn't lift up at all.
Han Baihang walked to the hotel with Mie Yagyu in his arms and took Mie Yagyu, who was pretending to be drunk, back to his room.
As soon as he arrived in the room, Han Baihang placed Mie Yagyu beside the bed and said, "Sit here now, and I'll get you some medicine."
Han Baihang took the wound medicine and just pushed open a gap. A blade protruded from the crack in the door. Han Baihang's head tilted, and after the blade cut off a few hairs next to his ear, it went down towards Han Baihang's chest.
"Ungrateful white-eyed wolf!" Han Baihang cursed in a low voice, pushed hard on the door with both hands, and arched his body forward, pressing Mie Yagyu under him.
Mie Yagyu has practiced martial arts all year round and has an excellent figure. Her muscles are full of elasticity. Han Baihang sits on Mie Yagyu as if he is sitting on a soft goose feather quilt.
Moreover, Mie Yagyu has a pair of big eyes that are as bright as apricots, like a clear spring, which seems to draw away the soul of people. Her delicate and small oval face inherits the unique gentleness of Japanese women, which makes people want to see more.
Two eyes.
The long and messy hair covered half of the pale face, arousing the deepest desires in the hearts of countless men.
Han Baihang looked at Yagyu Mie's rising and falling chest, couldn't help but secretly swallowed, and reluctantly climbed off her body.
As soon as he got up, Han Baihang heard a noise coming from outside the door. Han Baihang picked up Mie Yagyu and threw her on the bed, taking off all her clothes.
Mie Yagyu looked at him in horror: "What are you going to do!"
Han Baihang shouted: "If you don't want to die, just stay in bed and don't make any sound!"
After saying that, Han Baihang jumped up and got into bed naked.
