Counterattack Tianjiao

There was a jingle in the stairwell, accompanied by the sound of high-heeled footsteps, and finally a dim light shone in the dark corridor.

In the thin moonlight, a man and a woman are entangled in full swing.

The key was finally aligned with the door lock, and with a "snap", the light in the living room was turned on. The woman in the arms was flicking her high-heeled shoes vigorously, but Johnson's eyes were already stabbed by the light. He frowned and stretched out his hand to push away The warm and fragrant nephrite in her arms.

"Sonny?" The woman raised her eyes in surprise, her lips were still moist.

"Let's stop here today, I won't see you off." Johnson reached out to straighten out his crumpled shirt, changed into slippers and walked into the room.

The graceful beauty immediately lowered her face, her fair lips trembling due to inexplicable anger, and asked resentfully: "Then tomorrow?"

"I have something to do tomorrow." Johnson paused in the middle of the living room, turned around and smiled at the angry beauty, "I don't need to contact you from now on."

With a sound of "bang", the door was slammed shut. Zhuang Chen collected himself and shook his head in self-deprecating manner. He had just returned to China, and he was so intoxicated. mine.

Johnson, male, 23 years old, his parents died young, and his only relative, his grandfather, died five years ago due to illness. After that, Johnson disappeared in Yanjing City...

Lighting a cigarette, looking at the light blue-gray smoke floating in the air like an elf, Johnson's thoughts returned to the past...

The smoke filled the sky, and civil war broke out in Sierra Leone. Johnson, his brother Huo Lei, and five members of the organization were armed with a modified m134 Gatling machine gun. Under the cover of his brothers, the military assassin sneaked into the enemy's rear, detonated the opponent's arsenal, killed the opponent's instructor, and successfully took hostages...

The gunshots continued, and the P-530 fighter jets of the peacekeeping force rushed through a sea of ​​flames. The civil war broke out between Uganda and Rwanda. With the cooperation of the female instructor Mamba, Johnson successfully entered the base of the opponent's special operations team, deciphered the code, and mastered the core secrets ...

The war in Afghanistan, the war in Iraq, the conflict in Baghdad, the war in Aksura, the civil war in Sri Lanka, the war in Chechnya, the civil strife in Somalia... almost every war in every corner of the world will have a shadow of a yellow-skinned black-haired Asian youth...

In the past, everything has passed, SC Johnson is a little sad, the organization disbanded a year ago, SC Johnson, like many members of the war, chose the ancient industry of killers, North America, the Middle East, and Southeast Asia are no longer peaceful...

If there is human civilization, there should be killers. Lying on the sofa in Ginza, Japan, raising his slender and powerful legs, Johnson lazily closed his eyes...

On that night, Watanabe Yuichi, the leader of the Japanese three-member team, was assassinated. There were no obvious injuries on his body, but his throat was pierced by a sharp weapon. The dead man's eyes were wide open. According to the police, Watanabe died in panic...

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The traffic in Yanjing is problematic. Johnson drove his newly bought Buick slowly in the crowded traffic. The business of killers is getting harder and harder. Johnson knows that the times are advancing, society is developing, and a harmonious society has become a reality. Come, not to mention the bad guys are slowly being wiped out...

Everything is changing, and some things need to be changed. If I don’t do it, I will also bleach...

Johnson looked very helpless!

There was another red light ahead, and there were three red lights in less than 10 minutes. This is still lifeless. Johnson's thoughts returned to the North African battlefield. gallop……

With a "boom", he swayed forward suddenly. Thanks to the seat belt, he was not injured.

Johnson thumped in his heart, and thought, "No way, this is a Buick I just bought. Could it be that I am so unlucky that I got bumped on the first day I drove it?"

He hurriedly got out of the car and looked around to the rear of the car. Johnson frowned, and saw that the rear body of the silver Buick was hit into a concave shape.

Johnson felt unlucky for a while. He had just arrived in Yanjing from Paris for less than a week, and he bought this Buick just the day before yesterday. He wanted to drive it today to find a decent job, but someone bumped into it like this.

Just as he was holding back his anger, the owner of the Mercedes-Benz that hit his car also got out of the car, and opened his mouth to reprimand him, "Are you really good at driving?"

Johnson looked up, and saw that the owner of the car was a stunning beauty, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with bright yellow skinny cropped pants, a Korean-style lace short-sleeved T-shirt, a delicate short hair, white and tender skin, fluffy and perfect. There was a hint of anger on the flawless pretty face, almond eyes staring straight at Johnson, with a spoiled pretty look.

"Small ass is upright enough. It would be perfect if the breasts were bigger, but my temper is too bad. If you want to be my girlfriend, you need to change it." Zhuang Johnson was attracted by the girl, and stared at the girl with treacherous eyes.

"What are you looking at, pervert?" The girl's face was full of contempt.

It's just that Zhuang Chen was furious in his heart. It was obvious that she had crashed his car, and not only framed him for crashing his car, but also called him a pervert.

"Miss, please take a closer look. My car stopped here and didn't move. It was you who hit my car. Don't think that you are beautiful, so you can frame me casually. Let me tell you, I am a man with a strong will. I will not be tempted by your beauty."

No man had ever said such a thing to Zhang Lin before. Hearing this, Zhang Lin burst into anger and said angrily, "You said I was a young lady."

"Wrong, I just call you by name. Of course, if you are willing to accept this title, I don't mind being your guest. Miss, how much is it for one night?" chest.

Zhang Lin's face was blushed and blue, her fists were clenched tightly, her breasts heaved up and down.

"You stinky hooligan, you wait, I'm going to call the police and arrest you." Zhang Lin turned around and planned to go back to the car to get her mobile phone and call the police.

At this moment, a police car approached. The police car pulled over and a beautiful policewoman jumped out of the police car.

When Zhang Lin saw the policewoman, her face was full of excitement. This policewoman happened to be her good friend Su Ming. When she saw her coming, Zhang Lin seemed to have the backbone, and snorted coldly: "Stinky rascal!" , just wait and see."

"Damn it, this policewoman has a good figure, especially her long legs are strong enough."

Johnson secretly looked at the policewoman in his heart, and saw that the policewoman had loose hair, fair skin, and a white T-shirt on her upper body. Her pair of proud breasts set up two peaks on her chest. The lower body is a pair of skinny jeans, which tightly wraps the round buttocks.Two slender thighs, showing a beautiful streamlined shape.

"Zhang Lin, what are you doing here if you don't go to school?" Su Ming greeted from a long distance away, "What, are you looking for a handsome guy? Some new members from our bureau, if you are interested, I will introduce you..."