Chapter 6: They are all ex-girlfriends

"who?"

The gun was pressed against Deng Zhuoqiao's head. He felt the coldness and the tip of the bullet. Maybe the muffler tube was staring at his head now. If there was no sound at all in the next second, he would die.

"The person who accompanied you to watch the show."

A very hoarse voice came from behind him, and it was almost impossible to hear what he was saying, but looking at the shadow, his body was definitely much larger than Deng Zhuoqiao. His strong arms were raised high, and seeing the black skeletons on it was horrifying enough.

"I think you must have made something wrong, brother... right... look... look..." Deng Zhuoqiao was twitching his lips and smiling. Seeing that the black-haired woman was about to fall down, he was about to get up, "Ah--"

Deng Zhuoqiao's hands were tightly grasped by the big man behind him, and then he heard the sound of the gun loading. He yelled without hesitation, "Return it - wake up quickly-"

"Ah!" Almost at the same time as the words came to an end, Deng Zhuoqiao felt his hands relaxed a lot, "Bang--" Then there was a muffled voice, a gust of wind passed by his ears, and for a moment his ear couldn't hear anything. He saw the window in front of him break, the smile of the black-haired woman broke to the ground, and then a clearer face appeared.

She was sweating profusely, her hair was stuck to her body, her skin was covered at all and she didn't leak out. She swallowed her throat and the sweat slid down. She continued to scratch her chest and looked down. When she saw the more amazing place, she couldn't bear to blink.

"you……"

The black-haired woman stood on the sofa, with a gleam of light and nothing was worn. She raised her dagger and pointed it at Deng Zhuoqiao. No, to be precise, it was pointing at the two of them. There was a reorganization behind Deng Zhuoqiao.

"Me? What's wrong?" Chongqi kicked the strong man's body away. The strong man was at least 200 pounds. Unfortunately, he was covered in fat and had no speed, so he fainted.

"Nothing, slap..." The black woman temporarily put away the dagger, with her long black hair draped aside, as if it was like a piece of top black silk, and there seemed to be a little festive in her eyes, "You woke up when Deng Zhuoqiao came, right?"

She looked at half of her face, stretched out her left hand and moved in the air, feeling as if he was right beside her, moving her lips without making any sound, "I finally saw you... 周..."

Zhuoqi frowned, jumped into the room through the window, threw the gun back, and was caught by Deng Zhuoqiao. When his thumb touched the gun, his whole arm was numb. His thumb was already a lot shorter, and his eyes were sore with bright red blood.

"Tell me, what's going on? What about the stupid one?" Chongqian picked up the coat from the coffee table and threw it on the woman's body, turned his back to her, "Let's talk about it after putting on the clothes! There are still others here."

"There's nothing to say." The woman raised the dagger again, facing her this time. Only Deng Zhuoqiao saw the tears in her eyes. She took a deep breath, "The mission failed..." As soon as she closed her eyes, a bright red on her snow-white skin slowly spread out...

"Hey, re-broken..." Deng Zhuoqiao immediately ran in and patted the re-broken shoulder, "Look at her..."

Chongqi glanced impatiently and turned his head, feeling something was wrong, and looked at the woman again, lying on the sofa, her throat was pierced by a dagger, he ran over and helped her up, "What are you doing?"

"Philia..." the woman said as she moved her lips, lifting her head with all her strength, and falling down heavily when she was about to touch her resurrected cheek.

Seeing this scene, Deng Zhuoqiao had some thoughts: Satan was with Chongyi before, but why did he appear in the cellar again? This cellar is very hidden and most people can't find it unless she follows her? She said she has "superpower", so is this woman there too? Otherwise, how did she come in? After she and her children left, what did she find here? Why did Satan deliberately remind herself when she left? Don't she want Chongyi to be killed by this woman?

These questions were all in Deng Zhuoqiao's mind. When he wanted to say it, he saw Chongqi's eyes, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

The so-called death cannot be resurrected. It is also clear that people who play outside must not be moved by any woman, otherwise they will not know when she will bite you to death.

"Re-join, listen to me..." Deng Zhuoqiao didn't have much time to watch, and the child was important. He didn't care about his mood for a while. He told everything that happened to him and also told him his guesses to Re-join.

"Your hand..." Chongqian found a medical box from the room and brought it to Deng Zhuoqiao, "Hard that, it's all the men who asked me to bandage you! Fortunately, you have me. When I was a child, I often bumped into it. In order not to let my family know, I often wrapped my wounds myself, and I sewed the needles myself, but you were also hurt too much..."

Zhuoqi slowly wrapped the wound, stood up and looked at the black-haired woman, her eyes closed and her coat was covered with.

"At that time, I felt a burst of air under my body..." Chongqiu sat underground and sorted out the medical box. "Maybe Sadanda and her lost their bag at that time. As for what to do, maybe when you went to find me, Sadanda hid her under the sofa, and then almost happened, the woman knocked me out, and then she heard your voice..."

It is very simple to say that things are reoccurred. He knows that it is not the time to talk about those "details", but all the "powers" of satan need to be carefully studied.

"Did you remember something? You won't be playing with women, right? What should you do if that child?" Deng Zhuoqiao became like a woman.

I remember that at that time, the door was closed and the lights were turned off, otherwise he would not be unable to tell who was in his arms. It was all because it was too high at that time and he didn't think about it so much.

"I'm really blind!" Rebian was too careless for a moment. He knew that the two children had different backgrounds, but he would actually let Deng Zhuoqiao's "daddy" who was nervous and misplaced, take them away.

Now there is no clue at all, and there is no way to find it.

"what to do?"

Deng Zhuoqiao is an orphan. He and Chongqi have been together every day since high school, and responded to the saying "I wish I had met too late." Deng Zhuoqiao trusted Chongqi and relied on him 100% at all times, and at any time.

The dead are the greatest.

"bring it on."

Rebian decided to bury the woman first. He remembered the voice, but forgot the face and name of the man. He had changed too many women, so many that he could not remember.

...

By the time we finished our work, it was already late at night. The "home" was so bad that it was not good. Neither of them wanted to go back there. They wandered outside at night and had no receipts.

"Hey, I said I know that satan, but who is that black-haired woman?" Deng Zhuoqiao bought a few bottles of wine while the child was away, hugged her in his arms and drank it.

"Ex-girlfriend! Ex-girlfriend! Do you know?" Chongqi also sniffed, and the two of them walked on the road staggeringly.

Jiqiu held the wine bottle in one hand and pointed at Deng Zhuoqiao in the other hand and said, "You are a disciple. Although I am not as good-looking as Koreans, I have the skills of the island and the skills of the United States, and there are no root causes. Look at you again, hahaha..."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Deng Zhuoqiao sat under the street lights on the side of the road and felt a sip of wine. "They are not the root of disaster. At least I have been... happy in the past four years!"

These half-crazy words are repeated, but I want to laugh but can’t.

"Re-occupied..." Deng Zhuoqiao opened another bottle of wine, "Is that black-haired man really your ex-girlfriend? I didn't even look at her carefully, is it good-looking?"

"Haha..." Zhuoqi put the bottle aside, turned around and took his pants and tried to make it convenient for him, "Yes! They are all ex-girlfriends... and satan too... they are all my ex-girlfriends..."

This was a strange smell, perhaps because Deng Zhuoqiao caught the reincarnated excrement with a bottle, and then mixed it in the wine and handed it to him...

"This wine..."

Good drinks! Good wine!
Chapter completed!