Merry Cop

In the small home left by Xu Wenrong to Zhou Fuhai, Zhou Fuhai was lying on the bed alone. Since Xu Wenrong left, he rarely came back here. Every day he either went to sleep in Ouyang Yan’s hotel or slept with Jasmine and the others. In short, he didn’t want to Then think of the girl who always made me feel guilty about loving and threatening to kill me.

A person's life is always lonely, and it will make you think of many things that you can't usually think of.It's more of random thinking, thinking about her or the scene of her rolling on another man's bed behind her back, just fantasizing has already made my heart ache.Compared with such a scene where a person is lying on the bed, Zhou Fuhai is more willing to keep himself busy and enrich himself.At least I don't have to lie in bed and think about it like I am now.

He got up and poured a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, Zhou Fuhai rubbed his head and stood by the window.The three men got out of the car, holding Geng Dan in their arms with only two small clothes left inside.Putting them on the bed, the three of them backed out and parked the car on the side of the road.

Zhou Fuhai smiled slightly, came to the bedside, stared at the unconscious Geng Dan, Suet Nuanyu?Skin like snow?It seems that all these are enough to describe her body. If looking at her beauty and grace before was admiring through clothes, then at this moment, you can see it very clearly. Even the pores on her body can be seen clearly. Touching and touching, it is as smooth as carved jade, as delicate as freshly formed tender lotus root.After taking off the only two small clothes left, Zhou Fuhai looked even more excited. Only when such a woman is sleeping peacefully can people feel that she is not so far away from him, nor is she so fierce.

Taking off the clothes on her body one by one, Zhou Fuhai lay down on her body, admired and played with her body again, and finally parted her legs and legs, and drove straight in.

During the whole process, she didn't feel a little bit, as if she was really asleep. She didn't cater, didn't take the initiative, didn't scream, didn't move. It was just that Zhou Fuhai was venting and feeling comfortable all by himself. In the end, she blew thousands of miles on her snow-white body. To Zhou Fuhai's regret, she It is no longer the first time.There are not so many girls in this world who let you kick for the first time.

After finishing, Zhou Fuhai sat by the bed and smoked a cigarette, stroked and touched her body enough, put on his clothes, covered her body again, made a phone call, and the three people left He walked in, picked up Geng Dan's body, turned and left, expressionless.It was as if they were not men, nor were they holding naked women in their arms.

The real murderers only have the living and the dead in their eyes, no men and women, they will solve their physical needs, and they will never have feelings for anyone. Feelings are the most dreadful thing for them, a group of people who are walking on the edge. With it, it is equivalent to handing over half of your life.

The three of them drove the car, threw the unconscious Geng Dan in front of Mr. Huang's residence, and left without a trace. Zhou Fuhai sat in the house for a while, and left.

A car was parked on the road opposite the humble house, and a man and a woman were sitting in the car, staring intently at this side.

"This person is Zhou Fuhai?" The man looked at the woman beside him.

The woman nodded, turned her head to the other side, and a lonely figure leaned against the window.She is not a god after all.

Zhou Fuhai rushed to the place where Mengzi and Ling Xiaogang were imprisoning Huang Huanran.It took an hour of bumping all the way to reach the absolutely safe place that Ling Xiao just said. It was surrounded by mountains, and there was a wooden house on the mountainside. In this era, this kind of house is already rare.

There was no mountain road, so Zhou Fuhai had no choice but to walk up the waist-deep weeds step by step.

Huang Huanran, who was knocked out with a stick, was lying on the ground. Ling Xiaogang and Mengzi sat on the side of the wood and smoked, silent to each other.

"Kill him?" Mengzi took out his knife and looked at Zhou Fuhai.

"How can a dead person be more useful than a living person." Zhou Fuhai chuckled lightly: "Wake him up."

"I'm good at this kind of thing."

Mengzi smiled wickedly, straddled Huang Huanran's body, and untied his belt.

There was a rushing sound of running water.Huang Huanran felt his face being poured with a burst of warm liquid, and he woke up. When he opened his eyes, he trembled so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Don't be so nervous, it's boy pee." Mengzi put on his pants, smiled and sat on the side of the wood and continued to smoke: "It's a bit of a waste for you. You should cherish it and save some drinking.

"It tastes good, right?" Zhou Fuhai squatted down and said with a light smile.

"I told you, you won't kill me." Huang Huanran frowned, wiped his face, and calmed down.

"Then it depends on whether you are of any use value to me." Zhou Fuhai stretched out his hand, and Mengzi hurriedly handed him the knife in his hand, without the slightest pause, the knife in Zhou Fuhai's hand plunged into it with a whimper. into Huang Huanran's leg, and twisted it hard. "Don't be too confident, you have no way out.

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