(Reading Books, Pure Text) The fastest update is for reading book "". Free" "" (.) Free Novel Chapter 913

Chen Ping and the other two returned to the small restaurant. Chen Fusheng was in good mood and began to play chess with Chen Ping. His life was always like this. Outsiders' eyes were boring and boring, but they were not lonely and could surf the Internet. However, the QQ number level for decades was not even a sun. Chen Fusheng had a very old Lenovo notebook. The reason why it was old is generally the kind of garbage that was so slow to open a web page in the hands of young people. Playing games is the best one that was disconnected step by step, but Chen Fusheng never said anything. Occasionally, he opened it, connected to the Internet, and had some information, or browsed it.

Outside the local government website, there is almost no particularly big purpose. Most of the time when you don’t go out, this man usually habitually holds a book, reads quietly, plays chess, plays chess by himself, or finds an opponent, and unknowingly, he can pass the afternoon of the world. The standard ascetic life in the upper class is surprisingly similar to Li Kuafu in the capital. This is probably the main reason why the two men can quickly get along well after they put down their prejudices, and have a good chat. **The second uncle of Qianlong, who is the bead! Book*

Mr. Chen didn't dare to agree, so he found an excuse to get out of his dormitory. He knew his chess level very well. He was considered a master on any domestic chess platform. At least he was not a problem to abuse some arrogant rookies, but compared with his old man, he was still a little worse than Zhang Sanqian. In the past few games with the two, Mr. Chen showed a very virgin style. He was brave and radical at the beginning, striving to attack without leaks. He often felt weak in the second half. Zhang Sanqian or Chen

Fusheng lost his helmet and armor in the game where the game was hidden without any trace. Occasionally, when he won the game, he occasionally flashed his inspiration in the first half of the game. Taking a few steps can indeed be called a magical chess stroke, which can lay the overall situation in the long run, but this situation is rare. Chen Fusheng once laughed and said that this is the difference between looking at the overall situation and only pursuing victory or defeat. Chen Ping heard it in his ears at that time, but he didn't take it seriously, and he couldn't change it, and he did not plan to change it. This caused this tragic scene where he was abused if he had no luck with a master.

Zhang Sanqian didn't follow him. Ye Zhixin lived here for a while. He usually went downstairs to live in Chen Fusheng's dormitory. The uncle and nephew had a room. At first, Chen Fusheng had no objection. The next day, the third day, finally couldn't help but kicked his eldest nephew out in anger. Zhang Sanqian had no choice but to find the fat boss. As a result, the boss, who was very heroic in speech and style, was in a dilemma. He hesitated for nearly ten minutes before he was very reserved to give up his dormitory. He squeezed with the only waiter in the hotel. The waiter, who had a slight freckle on his face but his hip curve was indeed tempting, looked shy, but he did not refuse. Zhang Sanqian suddenly realized that the couple had an affair for a long time. His unintentional words seemed to have fulfilled them.

The accommodation problem was settled like this. Zhang Sanqian, Chen Ping, and Chen Fusheng each had a single room. Under simple conditions, they still played a little privileged treatment. The Phoenix Elites who lived here and the Warring States members said nothing. The two of them had a slightly difficult condition. However, they drank big drinks and ate meat every day. Moreover, the leaders did not restrict them from going to the hotel every few days to find a few high-end girls to solve their physiological problems. There was no sword light and sabers, only the real collision between men and women. Very good, this is life.

Chen Ping returned to the dormitory. It was almost twelve o'clock, but he didn't feel sleepy. He picked up a detailed information about the entire Chongqing system and studied it carefully. The first thing he opened was the introduction of the Political and Legal Committee. His room never arranged something like "Taorui" and "Zizhi Tongjian" that made people think this guy feel very connotation. There are several books of the long-lost unique skills in the world, such as "Young Woman Bai Jie", "Young Abin", and "Canglanqu", but he didn't read it much. These literary works were still Ye Zhixin lived here, Chen Ping specially used a magic weapon to knock on the goddess's heart bit by bit. Even when Mr. Chen went through a lot of hardships and got a book "Zhu Yan Blood", a complete collection, an absolute heavy taste, Mr. Chen

Zi himself couldn't even read it, but forced Ye Zhixin to recite it. That was the real long article. A certain animal was coercive and tempted. After using various methods, the goddess sister finally compromised and read the first article. Most of them were merciless. Naturally, there was no sense of rhythm. Chen Ping listened with relish and did not dare to make a fuss. As a result, after Ye Zhixin finished reciting the first article, his face turned red immediately. He gritted his teeth and looked at Chen Ping, cursed him and threw the hardcover book out the window. Chen Ping did not intend to pick it up. Later, he asked the fat boss to pick it up. He took the waitress hard for several days, almost to the point of being obsessed with the role-playing of various plots, ignoring the role-playing, and he was really a talent.

Chen Ping gently stroked the A4 page of the information, glanced at the "Canglanqu" next to him, his eyes were slightly dazed. I have to say that after the cold and uninformed woman left, Mr. Chen's discomfort after the mood was discomfort, as time went by, it seemed that the trend of turning into longing was increasingly transformed into longing.

He missed her

Chongqing Jinyu Avenue, Central Villa District

In the innermost large European villa, the unique combination of five men and one woman has attracted many people's fun eyes recently. Now the whole community is almost rumored that a fairy-like woman lives in the innermost large villa. She is cold and uninhabited by the earth, and is shocking. A large number of praises can be used on her, but the parties rarely show up. Generally, things are left to five taciturn men to deal with. Five powerful men live in several rooms on the second floor, while women occupy all the space on the third floor, low-key and silent. The incident that has been moved in for nearly half a month has not even seen her. There is a small doorbell around the corner of the second floor. Every time someone goes up, they almost have to click. If the woman above agrees, they dare to take a step and be domineering to the point of almost dictatorship.

On the second floor, a strong man came to the corner, rang the doorbell, and waited quietly. His calm face was not impatient. He kept pressing it three times before the other party responded. The man took a deep breath, went upstairs as fast as possible, and came to the door of the largest room on the third floor, and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in"

A cold and plain voice sounded without any emotion

The man didn't mind either, so he pushed the door open, lowered his head, and called the team leader respectfully

By the window, a beautiful woman with a slender figure stood quietly, a purple sweater, very ordinary jeans, black high heels, and simple outfit. She was wearing it but instantly outlined a thrilling S-shaped curve. The man standing behind her did not dare to take a look at her at all. Although he was surprised by the master's outfit problem recently, he still knew what he shouldn't ask and what he should ask.

"What's up?"

The woman asked lightly

"The news came out of the Sixth Breaking Death, Peng Greyreen should have big moves in the near future. To be specific, it should be targeting the national teacher. Listening to Peng Greyreen's tone, he should be 100% sure of the success of this action. After so long he has been in Chongqing, he seems not impatient and is slowly planning how to kill Chen Ping in one fell swoop."

The man said in a deep voice

The woman raised her eyebrows, expressed no opinion, and said lightly: "Where is No. 6?"

The man hesitated, his mouth twitched slightly, and he said calmly: "Seriously injured and dying, one or two shots, both hit the nail on the head. Now he has been sent to the hospital. The doctor said that it is unlikely that he will survive tonight."

The woman with her back to the man whispered softly, closed her eyes, was silent for a while, and then said lightly, "You go out first, I'll change my clothes and go to send him a ride." In addition, I'll notify the family to replenish blood as soon as possible."

The man sighed and said softly, exiting the room

The woman had no sad expression. She stood there for a while and finally moved her body slowly, pulled up the curtains, and began to take off her clothes. A snow-white that was enough to make any man dizzy and crazy was gradually exposed.

Five minutes later, the curtains were opened again, and a white dress was as cold as snow, as cold as frost. She stood quietly at the window, but her face was not dull, as gentle as water

Ye Zhixin

She took a deep breath and looked at the dress of the ordinary woman she had changed. She seemed to be in a hurry to go out. She thought of a bastard man, her eyes were blurred, and she stayed for about five minutes before she walked out of the room

Four silent men stood quietly in the lobby on the first floor. Ye Zhixin glanced at them, expressionlessly said, "Let's look at No. 6 first, and then No. 3 continued to follow Peng Greyren, and found out the so-called big move at all costs.

Among the four men, one of them looked helpless and said ok softly, sighing slightly. Ye Zhixin seemed to be the captain of Dragon Soul at this moment, but she was a little different. When it comes to this change, they were subordinates, but they didn't dare to say anything even if they were beaten to death.

Half a month ago, Ye Zhixin brought them here. Except for telling them that they would focus their eyes on Peng Greyreen, they didn't say much. They almost reached the point of letting Dragon Soul ignore them. No. 6, who was the first to perform the mission, lurked for about ten days. Finally, he got some useful news, but his whereabouts were exposed. Now he was lying in the hospital. If there was no miracle, he would probably not open his eyes again. No. 3, it seems, is the next unlucky guy.

Why?

Every member of Dragon Soul wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask, and Ye Zhixin was too lazy to answer.

The answer seems clear
Chapter completed!