Chapter 238: How to use the bladeless knife to kill someone

When Suhang passed by the next room, he pushed the door open and walked in without knocking. {《》

.}(!Win Q coins) In the room, Yangzifeng was pressing tightly against the wall, listening to the movements next door. Seeing someone suddenly breaking in, he hurriedly pushed the wall and stood respectfully. Su Hang saw his movements clearly, but seemed to be careless, and said calmly: "Have you had enough rest? Then [Search for the latest updates are all here.]

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Yang Zifeng looked extremely embarrassed and nodded continuously. When he left the villa, Su Hang just lowered his head and walked forward. Su Hang suddenly stopped, and Yang Zifeng was not careful and almost hit him. Just when Yang Zifeng was puzzled, Su Hang suddenly turned around and stared at him with a gloomy gaze.

"What did you hear just now?"

"Ah? No, no, I didn't hear anything..."

Su Hang's eyes were so deep that it was unpredictable. After a moment, he said coldly: "Remember it for me. No matter what you hear or think of, I will forget it. If you can't forget it, hide it for me. If you reveal a word to outsiders, don't blame me for not missing the old love."

"Yes...but I really didn't hear anything." Yang Zifeng said a little aggrievedly.

Su Hang pretended not to hear it and sternly reminded: "Smart people talk less. You just need to do what I say, otherwise... the consequences are not something you can afford." Su Hang didn't say anything later, even the consequences are not something he could bear.

Yang Zifeng was really wronged this time, and he did not hear anything. The sound insulation effect of the wall was good, and the conversation between several people was extremely subtle. Yang Zifeng was not a warrior like Zhang Ziwen. Of course, Su Hang's intermittent crying was still vaguely heard, otherwise how could he be strange? Su Hang's eyes, which were slightly traced, could explain the problem even more.

But Su Hang had already said this, and even if he had lent a hundred courages, he would not dare to say it casually.

"That...who is his identity?" After getting in the car, Yang Zifeng still couldn't help but tell the questions that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

"What's the identity?" Su Hang didn't say anything, but the driver answered the topic, "Hehe, you should not know this question, and don't ask in the future, it will not be good for you. Humph, if you do things for us, you won't suffer any losses." Yang Zifeng turned his gaze to Su Hang in surprise.

Su Hang seemed a little tired and didn't say anything. He just nodded slightly. At the end, he added another sentence that made Yang Zifeng frightened: "Now you and us are grasshoppers tied to a rope, one with one's body, and one with one's body with one's body and one with one's body."

On the balcony of the villa, the girl in red peeled another lychee and handed it to the young man's mouth, but the young man shook his head and refused.

"Why, do you want to feed your husband into a little fat pig?" The girl in red immediately pouted her mouth, her face full of unhappiness.

The young man smiled and took the lychee meat and stretched the milky white meat ball to the girl's mouth. The girl immediately burst into tears and smiled, and her big eyes smiled into two lines, "Hmph, then do you want to feed me into a little fat pig?" Having said that, she still stretched out her fragrant and tender tongue and rolled the lychee meat into the mouth of the sandalwood.

The young man smiled and put his index fingers covered with juice and saliva in his mouth and sucked them, making an exaggerated sizzling sound, and wiped away the juice from the corner of the girl's mouth with loving mercy, pinching the girl's delicate and smooth skin.

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"If you get fat, I'll accompany you too

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The girl first laughed, then raised her face, her two beautiful eyebrows frowned into two extremely cute bumps, staring at the young man fiercely, "I won't do it if you do it, my figure..."

The girl didn't say the following words, but turned into a ummy voice. It turned out that the young man leaned his head and kissed her cherry lips. After a long time, the lips parted. The long and dense kiss made the girl's twin nightmare red and gasped slightly. The young man smiled evilly, "Sister, are you comfortable?"

The girl's beautiful eyes were affectionate and a little coquettish, and her appearance was so tempting. She leaned gently on the young man's broad shoulders, feeling the man's strong muscles, and breathing his intoxicating male aura.

"Sister, I want you."

"Oh." The girl exclaimed. It turned out that she was caught off guard and was attacked by a man. She picked her up horizontally and walked towards the big bed in the room.

"No, don't..." Resistance is ineffective, not to mention that she had no intention of resisting. When the man pulled off the last piece of cloth on her body, the girl covered her face shyly and said softly: "Ziwen, call Sister Liuli and Sister Huang Cuiying in too..."

The young man's fiery eyes surround the girl's perfect jade-like body, and a hungry tiger pounced on her food, pressing the fragrant body against her

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Under me, "Don't worry, today we will kill three birds with one stone."

"What are you saying... so difficult... unpleasant... huh... um..." After the passion, Zhang Ziwen got out of bed and came to the balcony wearing only a pair of shorts. He stretched his arms, and the afterglow of the setting sun covered him, dyeing his skin a layer of gold.

Zhang Ziwen smiled, but he himself didn't know how much bitterness and helplessness there was in this smile. The gentle footsteps sounded behind him, and Zhang Ziwen didn't move. He knew that now he didn't have to worry about his safety, nor did he want to worry. A pair of white and jade-like hands draped a white nightgown on Zhang Ziwen, "Be careful, don't catch a cold."

Zhang Ziwen pulled the beauty from behind and hugged her warm body from behind, as if a gust of wind would blow her away. Zhang Ziwen's face was buried deep in the girl's black hair, breathing the familiar ray of a woman.

"Are you tired?" The girl's head tilted back slightly, grinding with the man's ears. The afterglow remained on the nightmare, and it was so beautiful that it was insignificant. The man's arms were the safest and warmest place in the world. At this moment, the two seemed to feel each other's blood flow and their heartbeat. The two seemed to be connected, and they never had to worry about separation.

Zhang Ziwen nodded softly, as an answer. Quietly, the two of them hugged each other for a moment, and suddenly, Zhang Ziwen suddenly asked, "Am I cruel?"

The girl pondered for a while and replied, "I don't know, but I think you will definitely have a reason for doing this, right?"

"What if... I did something wrong?"

"Then Liuli will make mistakes with you, even though he dies... Wuhan." Zhang Ziwen was stunned for a moment, smiling bitterly in his heart. Why are the two girls saying the same? Well, even if he is wrong, he will make mistakes to the end. Thinking of this, he held the woman's arm and added strength, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

"I love you, Liuli..."

"I know." The girl turned around in Zhang Ziwen's arms, her eyes lowered, her beautiful eyes were filled with affection, and her cheeks were red, "Kiss me..."

Feng Linger sat on the floor with an unhappy face, and said: Don’t mess with me.

All the younger students who passed by took a detour, for fear of being caught by this beautiful, arrogant but moody senior sister as a punching bag. Although Zhang Ziwen was not here, his influence was quite large. All the students on the entire campus turned their attention to the piano club.

The boy wants to try his luck, but one day he will be like the guy named, and he will be attracted by Feng Linger. The girl naturally yearns for Zhang Ziwen's tall and handsomeness. She can't even find a boyfriend like that. Of course, there are very few girls who come to sign up in the end. After all, Feng Linger is there, ordinary girls are very self-aware and will not join in the fun. The few who come here have some family backgrounds and think they are no less than Feng Linger's daughter.

Men generally think they are handsome, while women generally think they are not beautiful, but when they come to the piano club, they realize how difficult this wind chime is to deal with, and how hard Zhang Ziwen is to see the head but not the end.

Lan Xinrui turned everyone's attention to her and did a few demonstration moves to let the juniors practice on their own. She sat next to Feng Linger and gently hugged the tall girl with a cold and arrogant appearance, but actually she was so delicate inside.

"Oh...you, don't think too much."

Feng Ling'er's dull eyes were dazed at first, and then crystal tears surged out. She turned around and hugged Lan Xinrui, and said choked: "Why? Why did he treat me like this? Why..."

Lan Xinrui patted Feng Linger's back and said softly: "Love goes away, love comes, love comes, love comes, fate goes away, fate goes away, fate goes away, fate goes away, fate goes away," the murmur sound seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to be comforting Feng Linger.

When Feng Linger learned that Zhang Ziwen and Han Qingmeng appeared in the piano club together but did not look for her, her heart fell into a low point, as if she was in the snow and ice. After that, she kept doing this. At this moment, all kinds of depressions suppressed in her heart were vented. Lan Xinrui also smiled bitterly, looking at this beautiful and charming sister, how similar to her herself back then.

"Cry, cry... I will feel better after crying." Lan Xinrui thought so in her heart, but would it be better?

The crying gradually lowered. Lan Xinrui guessed that she had recovered almost, so she suggested that the two of them go shopping. Feng Linger, who was crying into tears, dressed up. Looking at the lost look of the cute girl who smiled sweetly in her usual days, Lan Xinrui couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Although she had a good impression of Zhang Ziwen, she was also a little dissatisfied with him at this time.

Shopping is definitely a good medicine for women to be sad. After visiting the major shopping malls and clothing cities, Feng Linger's mood finally improved, at least she no longer looked absent-minded.

Lan Xinrui took off a black low-cut evening dress, stuffed it into Feng Ling'er's arms, and pushed her into the fitting room. The meticulous Lan Xinrui caught a trace of surprise flashing in Feng Ling'er's eyes and said to herself: Silly sister, divert your attention first. After waiting for a while, Feng Ling'er finally came out of the fitting room.

The skin of *** is cherry under the black silk fabric. Perhaps those little jaspers will be shy about this very exposed evening outfit. The thin fabric and exposed pink back are not considered charming, but undoubtedly are full of temptation to men.

But Feng Linger is different. She has been used to the look of men since she was a child. As long as she keeps the bottom line in her heart, she will not care about these secular and conservative concepts.

However, the girl's innate shyness still made Feng Linger's face turn red, and she looked noble and beautiful, but she was not short of the shyness of the girl in bud. Two completely opposite charms were undoubtedly revealed in her. It was truly a manifestation of all kinds of charm, attracting countless wind butterflies.

Lan Xinrui screamed exaggeratedly, pulled Feng Linger up and down, looking back and forth, and exclaimed, and suddenly, as if she remembered something, she took out a set of jewelry from her shopping bag and put it on one by one for the girl.

Suddenly, Feng Linger was even more charming, and the noble aura on her body was also revealed. If a rich woman wore gold and silver to show off her wealth, it was called vulgar. If a soft girl with natural carvings was covered with jewelry, it was called redundant and wasteful. But if she was a naturally noble and cool girl, and paired with suitable jewelry, it was icing on the cake.

Fenglinger is undoubtedly the last category. Platinum jewelry is either hollowed out, jade-inlaid, bold and unrestrained, or meticulously crafted, which makes Fenglinger's natural noble temperament more perfect and moving, and it is simply a killing of both men and women. It would be fine if Lan Xinrui didn't call it, but this call attracted all the men and women in the shopping mall.

For a moment, Feng Ling'er became the target of public criticism. The woman's eyes looked at her clearly with jealousy, the naked jealousy, as if she wanted to swallow her alive. The men's eyes looked at her were frenzy, and they all wanted to include this natural beauty in their harem and list it as their forbidden body. They came to a golden house to hide their charms, so that her all kinds of charm would be enjoyed only by themselves.

Feng Linger finally couldn't bear it anymore. With Lan Xinrui's giggle, she fled into the fitting room in a hurry, changed her clothes, and then pulled Lan Xinrui to escape from the commercial building.

But how could women compare to men? After coming out of the mall, they were stopped by at least ten men to approach them. At first, the two women maintained the unique reserve of this girl, but the more they went, the more unbearable the words of the slut, and even more, they actually asked how much they would cost for a night of bags.

The fanatical possessiveness in the words was undoubtedly exposed. It was unbearable! When Feng Linger and his daughters were called again, Feng Linger finally couldn't help it. She turned around, put her hips on each other's nose and cursed: "I want to take care of us, go back and take your mother first before coming."

The visitor was stunned and then smiled bitterly: "Sister Ling'er, why are you so angry?"

Feng Ling'er cursed randomly with her eyes closed. When she heard this, Fang opened her eyes in surprise and saw clearly the person she was scolding. He couldn't help but feel panic and said awkwardly: "Yes... it's you, Brother Ding Ran..."

An ordinary two-story building. It is said that it is ordinary because it is surrounded by such houses, design, structure, and even the colors of the ceramic tiles are the same, but it is also extraordinary because this is the second stronghold chosen by Suzhou and Hangzhou.

In a small room on the second floor, Lin Tie was busy installing computers, fax machines, telephones and other communication systems. On a sofa in the corner, Su Hang sat quietly and rested, calm and relaxed, like a Buddha statue.

Yang Zifeng also wanted to calm down and rest for a while, but too many questions made him unable to calm down, but he did not dare to ask. Sitting in a corner of the sofa, he seemed to have a fever and was restless. Su Hang suddenly spoke, "Young people, you must learn how to calm down."

Although Su Hang didn't open his eyes or name his name, there were only three of them in the house. It was obvious that they were not Lin Tie, but Yangzifeng.

"I know," Yang Zifeng lowered his head in frustration, "But how do you ask me to calm down? I...I don't know anything. If it were you, could you calm down?"

"Haha," Su Hang was not angry at the dissatisfaction in Yangzifeng's tone, and said earnestly: "If you want to speak, you must first learn to be obedient. If you don't tell you, you will naturally have reasons not to tell you. A knife on the head of the word "完" is, young people, experience it more."

"Okay, okay," Yang Zifeng also sat upright on the sofa like Su Hang, closed his eyes helplessly, "Let me try this knife." Feeling that Yang Zifeng gradually calmed down, a warm smile appeared on the corner of Su Hang's mouth.

"Brother Ding Ran? Why are you here?" The "Dengtuzi" standing opposite Feng Ling'er was no one else, but Ding Ran who had just finished filial piety.
To be continued...