The ultimate magic calculation in the glamorous city

After Qiu Laoer left, Dean Qiu immediately sent two security guards to guard the door of the ward.Then, he thought about whether to transfer Wu Xinger away.But he thought that Wu Xinger was Wu Gaochao's younger sister, and if something happened to Yang Pingfan, he could still blame Wu Gaochao, so he still kept Wu Xinger.

When he got everything in order, the long and very uneventful night finally passed.Looking at the slowly rising sun, he breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking that nothing would happen during the day.

The facts are indeed as Dean Qiu thought, no matter whether it is Zhao Tianqian, Yu Zhong or Sun Zangfeng, after this night, seeing that one of the people he sent was injured and two disappeared in a strange way, they were caught in the police station. One, the commander of the military division, the director of the city's public security bureau, the deputy governor and the mayor of the army were directly or indirectly protected. How dare they touch other people during the day?No matter how hard their background is, they have to weigh it carefully!

A few people didn't sleep all night, sat together and drank morning tea early in the morning, and finally decided to forget it!There was no need to fight to the death with a country bumpkin who had just entered the city from the countryside for less than two months. Besides, there would still be opportunities in the future, so there was no need to do it at this moment when everyone was paying attention.

So, after drinking morning tea, several people went home to sleep.Of course, it means going home to sleep, but before going to bed, you must find a girl to vent it out, otherwise how can you sleep with a fire in your heart?

Because Sun Zangfeng and the others went home to sleep with the woman in their arms, the day was very peaceful.

During this day, Yang Pingfan still did not wake up.However, many people came to see him. Xia Lianyi was the first to come. He stayed in the ward for an hour, wiped his face and back, and then went back when he saw that he hadn't woken up.

Then Yan Ruxue came again, and as soon as she came, she pulled Tieniu and asked if anything happened after last night.Tieniu recounted what happened last night with a guilty face. Of course, he passed out for a long time in the middle. I can only rely on his imagination and Qiu Laoer to briefly describe him.

Yan Ruxue didn't blame him at all, because she was proud of her wise judgment in her heart, and at the same time, she was also gloating over Dean Qiu's later suffocation.But if she knew that before Qiu Laoer arrived, two killers were assassinated by Wu Xing'er and their bodies were destroyed, she would definitely be deeply worried about Yang Pingfan's safety.But no one could tell her about such a thing, so she stayed for a while and saw that Yang Pingfan didn't wake up, so she also went back.

After that, He Bifu, Wu Gaochao and Qiu Laoer all came, stayed for a while and saw that Yang Pingfan was still awake, and then they all went back again.

Not long after all of them went back, around eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Yang Pingfan finally woke up leisurely.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that the surrounding environment was very strange, surrounded by pure white.He remembered that before he passed out, he seemed to be betting "Stud" with the Macau gambling king in Yan Ruxue's casino, but the place in front of him was obviously not a casino, it looked like it should be in a hospital.But he couldn't help wondering why this beautiful and familiar figure appeared in front of him in the hospital.Could it be that he went home by himself, but his room is not like this!It doesn't look like it at home, but how could it be possible to see Wu Xing'er in the hospital?

"Are you curious why I'm here?" The voice really belonged to Wu Xing'er, but she didn't turn around.

"I'm a little curious, but I don't think you're here to assassinate me." Yang Pingfan had been having nightmares about being assassinated when he was asleep, so he made this joke out of nowhere.

"Really? Why do you think I won't kill you?" Wu Xing'er's tone was a little cold, and she still didn't turn her face around.

"Because I'm your husband's good friend!" Yang Pingfan originally wanted to make a few jokes, but he heard that Wu Xinger's tone seemed a little wrong, so he quickly gave up the idea of ​​joking.Now he feels that he has no strength at all, and he is afraid that if Wu Xinger really gives him an injection if he gets angry, he will be finished.

But I am afraid of what will come.

Wu Xing'er suddenly turned her head, looked at him with a big syringe in her hand, and said coldly: "Now you think he is my husband's good friend? The night before yesterday, he wanted to show his animal lust on me." How come you didn't expect to be my husband's friend?"

Yang Pingfan thought that this woman really held a grudge, but now she has nothing to do with her, so she could only explain with a wry smile: "I probably drank too much the night before, and I didn't do anything to you afterwards! "

Wu Xing'er walked over to him with the big syringe, and said with disdain: "Drink too much? Do you men attribute your fault to drinking too much every time you make a mistake? "

Yang Pingfan's heart skipped a beat, wondering if this woman was deeply hurt by some man?No wonder her mind is a little abnormal now!But in a blink of an eye, Wu Xing'er had already walked in front of him with that big syringe, and he quickly wanted to get up to avoid it, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't move an inch.

He had no choice but to say helplessly: "Can you take a smaller one and inject me to death? I am afraid that I will be stabbed to death by this big syringe, and I will have injection phobia in my next life!"

Wu Xing'er ignored him, took the needle and drilled hard into the vein in his hand, slowly pushed out the medicine in the syringe, pulled out the needle again, and said coldly: "In this life You can’t make it through, and you’re still thinking about your next life? I think you’d better save it, a person like you will definitely go to the [-]th hell after death and never be reborn, so don’t dream about another life!”

After she finished speaking, she packed up the syringe, turned around and pushed up the medicine-changing trolley, walked gracefully and walked out with her rhythmic steps, twisting her slender waist. (Want to collect! Please collect! Dear friends, let’s collect it! For every one you collect, Muyu will send you a fragrant kiss! But only for women! But male compatriots can’t not collect because they don’t want Muyu to send fragrant kisses. In addition, there are not too many people added to Muyu's reader group. If you are interested in discussing the storyline with Muyu, or want to discuss the storyline with other readers, you can join the group: 86854302)