Gao Zhuangfei was bored and excited at the same time. He wiped the blood from his hands, picked up an expired ballpoint pen, recorded the name of the murdered person in the notebook, and then smiled and said to himself: "Lin Kun, I have returned your favor again. When will you kill ten thousand yuan, I won't owe you!"

A voice came from the screen of the mobile phone, and he was so timid, "Handsome guy, I'm still waiting for you to give me a reward. Is it okay to give me Chanel? Is it okay to give me a big Rocket? Is it okay to give me..."

Bang!

Gao Zhuangfei held his phone on the table and sighed softly: "The girl nowadays is superficial..."

...

Outside the guesthouse, under a short wall opposite, the man with his hand pinched orchid fingers, and the expression on his face finally restrained. His dream was to be a woman, but unfortunately God was unfair, so he had a set of guys. He looked at the door opposite. The light behind the door was not too bright, but the man behind the door was so sexy.

well……

He knew he was a stalemate and a stumbling block, but he was moved. This was so annoying.

The man's orchid finger rippled in the air, turned his head and headed to the two women behind him leaning against the wall and said, "It's not fun, it's not fun at all. The person named Lin is not here."

Neither of the two women made a sound. Their movements were very consistent, leaning against the base of the wall, closing their eyes to rest.

The man pinched the orchid and wanted to leave, twisted his butt, as if he treated the stone path as a runway.

The old man with white hair and hair strode forward, rubbed the orchid and pointed at the man's shoulder and walked over.

Orchid fingered the man stopped, frowned and turned around.

"You are just a bitch. You know you are a mortal enemy, but you want to fall in love with someone, haha..."

"you!"

Orchid refers to the man's angry and seems to be trying to argue with the old man with white hair and hair.

"I said you're not a fool for a while. You want to fight me every time, but you know that you are not my opponent. If you have the intention to fight me, you might as well think about fighting with the person inside."

"Brother, don't bully people too much!"

"how?"

The old man with white hair turned his head indifferently, and the smile on the corner of his mouth completely sarcastically ignored it.

"you……"

"You'd better not do it."

Two women squatting in the corner, one of them stood up, shook his hair a little, and walked towards the door of the guesthouse, "We three are not our brother's opponents together."

Orchid pointed to the man and said, "If the surname Lin is not here, you were futile in the past. The person inside is very powerful. I think... I don't think we should waste our time."

Another short-haired woman also stood up, "Lin Kun is in this town. When we killers attacked him, he had already started to fight back. He was like a ghost. This is his usual counter-killing trick. Although we can't find him, the monk can't run away from the temple. If the man inside dies..."

The woman stopped, her shoulders and orchid pointed to the man together, "Do you think he will come back?"

Gao Zhuangfei lit a cigarette. He was a prodigal son, stocks, funds, and black lottery. As long as he was able to lose money, he seemed to have all the money. It was because an old monk told him that he could not have money, and he would have lost his life if he had money.

Looking at the money on the table, the piles of banknotes were so sexy and charming. Gao Zhuangfei thought of a flower in the town, Miaoya who lives in the brothel in Linhe to the west.

Brothels, this is a very ancient thing, and it has always been in the town, because it is located in a remote place.

The brothels in the past were silver nests, with men and women having sex with each other, and staying all night without sleeping.

The men lost their homes, and the women cried and hung themselves. For the sake of the sexy thighs in the brothel, the men who were confused abandoned their wives and sold their property were all stupid.

Either way, is a woman a disaster...

Gao Zhuangfei looked at the two short-haired women walking in. Look, the disaster surged in. His appearance was exquisite, but he definitely couldn't be considered beautiful, which was to marry an ordinary family.

She looks just like a fair bit, her chest is not turbulent, and even her hair is short...

Can't bear it!

"It's not open, go to another house to check it out." Gao Zhuangfei yawned, looking impatient.

"You are a black shop here." A woman said.

"Kill people and sell human flesh." Another woman also said.

"hehe……"

Gao Zhuangfei laughed, "Since you know that I am a black shop, can I also come to deliver meat?"

The two women did not answer, and the old man with white hair and beard came in and sneered: "It is said that Gao Yifei, who is the first in light skills in Mobei, the first in quick success, and the first in loyalty, actually hid here. He was famous and had a prominent background, but he was willing to be someone else's watchdog. If he changed his name, it would be quite a life, so how could it be such an easy thing in this world."

"After saying so much nonsense, don't you want to say that I'm deceiving myself?" Gao Zhuangfei smiled, with a hint of solemnity in his smile. He suddenly remembered that there were four ghosts in Mobei.

The four ghosts, no one is human, no ghost, and most of the people who see them will become ghosts...

...

"Why haven't the person who came to pick me up yet?" Fu Jiaming felt restless and complained.

The bodyguard looked solemn. He sat at the door, holding a gun in his hand, and the bullet had long been pressed against the chamber. As long as someone pushed open the door, he would come in as soon as he said hello and didn't call him. The gun in his hand would immediately pull the trigger, knock the person outside the door through, and let him see the King of Hell.

Fu Jiaming was restless and paced back and forth, and the bodyguard's face became more and more serious, like a piece of iron.

"What does the Lord mean? What he promised me? Why did he repeatedly break his promises!"

"Since he doesn't value me so much, I might as well be caught by Lin's surname and handed over this research to China. Perhaps China can still count me as a meritorious person and save me from my crime!"

"I'm talking to you, have you heard it?"

Fu Jiaming's voice almost roared, and he no longer had any patience.

His expert group died and scattered. He is now alone. The research results in his hands are the only bargaining chips, but the Lord ignored him again and again and again, and had been thrown into this town for a day. Now there are traces of Lin Kun in this town. Lin Kun must have come to find him. After he fell into Lin Kun's hands, there was only one...

"I'm leaving!"

Fu Jiaming shouted loudly, he lost all his patience and walked towards the door.

"You can try."

The bodyguard, who had been silent, finally spoke, his face was as cold as frost, with murderous aura in his eyes, and his muzzle turned from aiming at the door to Fu Jiaming, "My mission is to either take you to the Lord's side or take your head to the Lord's side."

"You know why you are so loyal to the Lord. How great is my research? We both take this research and trade with any force in the world and will gain countless wealth. You can be as rich as a king!"

"He is here..."
Chapter completed!