The night before leaving, Kang Zheng was very nervous.

His mission is to stop boarding the train.

Once he boards the Nanjing Station train and the reception staff are in place, his task will be successfully completed.

Tonight was the night when Hawthor received the goods and the most difficult night for him.

Living diagonally opposite Hawthorne, there was always a small gap in Kang Zheng's door crack. He himself took a chair and sat behind the door, eavesdropping, and peeping from time to time.

At five o'clock, the sound of high heels came from the corridor, "Dingdengdeng" and it was a woman.

Kang Zheng turned sideways and looked out through the crack in the door.

A woman wearing a red cheongsam with large waves and charming curves walked to the front and approached north. She stopped at Hawthorne's door.

Kang Zheng could only see the woman's back, and he kept speculating on the woman's appearance.

The more I thought about it, his heart was as hungry as if it had been scratched by a wild cat.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong," knocked on the door.

"Who?" Hawthorne's voice came from it.

"Sir, are you lonely alone?" The woman outside the door **.

The door is open.

Hawthorne halfway to the doorpost and said frivolously: "What do you think?"

The woman picked up the orchid finger, poked Hawthorne's chest a few times, and coquettishly said, "Die!"

She was held in the waist by Hawthorne and entered the room.

The door was closed with a "bang".

"nnd," Kang Zheng closed his room door.

Within at least an hour, he felt relieved.

Kang Zhengzhi put himself down on the bed, looked at a spider on the ceiling with a net, and asked mockingly: "Are you male or female?"

The spider continued to work hard and ignored him.

Kang Zheng turned over, lay on the bed, picked up the pillow and pressed it on his head.

In a trance, there seemed to be a knock on my door.

Kang Zheng got up and listened with his ears.

Quietly, there was no sound.

Fall down and press your head with a pillow again.

The door seemed to be knocked again.

Kang Zheng was furious and rushed to the door three times, opening the door: "It's haunted."

At the door of the room, a female ghost holding a wine bottle stood.

Short, the moon white modified cheongsam, and her plump body tilted towards Kang Zheng the moment he appeared.

"Boss, are you drinking?" The delicate and hoarse voice instantly ignited the fire in Kang Zheng's heart.

He hugged the drunk woman tightly, closed the door, and moved to the bed together.

The woman was like a snake. After handing the wine bottle to Kang Zheng, she wandered on his body with both hands, with light or heavy force, and the time for squeezing was long or short.

Kang Zheng felt that every part of his body was like a minefield, with a loud and strong explosion.

The two of them finally moved to the bed for no reason.

The woman pushed Kang Zheng overwhelmed the bed with force.

"Baby, can you play a game?" The woman's red tongue blew a heat wave that stirred every cell in her body in her ear.

"Okay." Kang Zheng was confused and intoxicated.

At this time, anything is fine.

The woman pulled off his belt quickly and raised his arms to the top of her head. It seemed clumsy, but in fact the route was clearly wrapped around his hands.

At the last moment, I held it.

The hands are tightly clenched and cannot be broken free.

Kang Zheng opened his eyes and smiled lustfully: "What else do you do?"

He couldn't wait for the moment when his heart exploded.

The woman smiled frivolously: "Wait."

She slowly straightened her waist, pulled her short with one hand, unbuttoned the first button of the cheongsam with the other, reached into her clothes, and pulled it out.

A cold dagger hung down against the woman's thumb, and the fingernails with bright red index fingers. The tip of the knife rushed down, aiming at Kang Zheng's heart, shaking left and right.

"And this?" Kang Zheng was nervous.

How to play this?

The woman smiled delicately: "Of course, it's not fun to have this."

She stepped out of bed and stepped back.

When retreating, the waist twisted, the eyes blinked, and the electricity was discharged.

Kang Zheng's panic turned into laughter.

There are many kinds of things, and I'm looking forward to it.

The woman retreated to the door, placed her empty wrist behind her back, moved slightly, and opened the door.

Hawthorne walked in from outside the door, locked the door with his backhand and walked in front.

The woman followed behind, she was completely flirtatious and immediately became polite.

"Brother, is it fun?" Hawthorne took the knife as he passed by the woman.

Every step forward, the knife is closer to Kang Zheng.

"Hawthorne," Kang Zheng sat up alertly. His hands could only be placed on top of his head, and he could not break free from his belt no matter how hard he tried.

"Name." Hawthorne's knife tip rubbed against Kang Zheng's nose.

"You'd better let me go." Kang Zheng didn't answer and asked back the threat.

Hawthorne's wrist was slightly pressed, and Kang Zheng's nose felt severely painful, and a five-centimeter-long knife mark spread from top to bottom along the bridge of his nose.

"I am Director Cai's man." Kang Zheng was furious.

"It's so long-winded. I just asked your name. You said a lot of useless things." Hawthorne's wrist moved again.

The second blood mark appeared on Kang Zheng’s left cheek.

"Kang Zheng." He finally recognized the situation and answered honestly.

"What did Cai Dawei ask you to follow me?" Hawthorne asked.

"Ensure the safety of the goods," Kang Zheng's answer was the safest kind.

Don't offend Hawthorne or sell his owner.

"What else?" Hawthor's knife was holding against Kang Zheng's face.

The temperature at room temperature in summer actually made Kang Zheng feel the chill on the tip of the knife.

"No more. Director Cai was afraid that there would be any problems with this batch of goods, so he asked me to secretly protect Mr. Huo and return to Luoyi safely."

"Protect me?" Hawthorne sneered a few times: "Are you monitoring me?"

"No, absolutely not." Kang Zheng shook his head in a hurry.

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"Yes," the woman answered intently.

Her name is Xie Tian, ​​and she was ordered to arrive in Nanjing to meet Li Dabin. After accepting the order, she went to Hawthorne's office to report.

The woman who appeared at Hawthorne's door for the first time was Xie Tian.

After entering Hawthorne's room, she changed into a moon-white cheongsam, pulled off the fake cover of the big wavy curl, and restored her shortness.

After waiting for a while, she left Hawthorne's room and rang Kang Zheng's room.

Xie Tian seduced Kang Zheng, tied him up quietly, and opened the door as agreed in advance, and let Hawthorne in.

Hawthorne stepped on the edge of the bed, put his arm on his knees, and played with the knife one after another.

Xie Tian messed up the luggage brought by Kang Zheng, and put all the valuable ones aside.

Finally, she took out a document in her pants pocket under the bottom of Kang Zheng's box.

Xie Tian was shocked.

He walked to Hawthorne and approached and reported softly: "Sir, he carried a document from the inspector with him."
To be continued...