The perfect rearing of the cute movie king

Chapter 95 Feeding 096: Fu Jingsheng's Fear

In the next second, he saw a familiar color.

Picking up the small bag, Fu Jingsheng strode out of the supermarket.

"Sir, wait." The manager stopped Fu Jingsheng.

If the managers let Fu Jingsheng leave, wouldn't the messy losses on the ground fall on him? !

He would not be so stupid.

Fu Jingsheng stopped, stretched out his bloody hand, and took off his sunglasses. His handsome face was full of ice: "I am Fu Jingsheng. I have urgent matters. I will make up for the losses here."

Turning his eyes to the blue coat surrounded by the crowd, his voice was cold to the bone: "Send him to the police station."

After the words fell, he quickly left the supermarket under the dull eyes of a group of people.

It wasn't until Fu Jingsheng could no longer be seen that the crowd exploded:

"That person was Fu Jingsheng just now? I read it right! Are you dreaming by grabbing me?"

"I can't believe it, that's Fu Jingsheng? I just said why does this person look so familiar!"

"Oh my God, I'm actually in the same supermarket as Fu Jingsheng, and I saw the picture of him subduing the gangster with his bare hands!"

"I just took a picture of him beating someone up!"

"It's so handsome to disembowel a fish!"

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Fu Jingxing was invited to dinner by his partner, but when he got out of the building, he saw a person coming out of the opposite supermarket. His figure and appearance told him that this person was Fu Jingsheng.

When his gaze fell on Fu Jingsheng's drenched jacket and the obvious blood stain on his chest, his pupils shrank, and the icy aura around him dropped again.

He stopped suddenly, and said to the middle-aged man beside him: "Mr. Yu, I have something to do. Today's meal will be skipped. We will meet again when we have time."

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to answer, he walked directly to the opposite side.

The assistant next to the middle-aged man whispered dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Yu, isn't this Fu Jingxing too rude?"

The assistant was still a newcomer and didn't know much about Fu Jingxing's identity, so he said this.

The middle-aged man gave the assistant a hard look, he was an idiot, and spat, "Shut up, what do you know?!"

After finishing speaking, he carefully glanced at Fu Jingxing's back, as if he was afraid that he would overhear.

Seeing this, the assistant pouted at the middle-aged man, and thought to himself, how could my sister agree to be this kind of person's mistress!
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"Little five."

When Fu Jingxing approached Fu Jingsheng, he realized that not only Fu Jingsheng's upper body was covered with blood, but his hands were also covered in blood, and those hands were still trembling.

Therefore, for the first time, Fu Jingxing's tone was not only cold, but also worried.

Fu Jingsheng stopped, and opened the hand that had been restless, revealing the small bag soaked in blood.

Fu Jingxing's eyes shrank, this bag was obviously the bag containing that thing, and Fu Jingsheng took Jiang Xiaoyu out of it yesterday.

Fu Jingsheng's hands were shaking, but his voice was calm: "The little fish fell into the fish tank and was swallowed by the fish."

Fu Jingxing's gaze fell on his chest, and he said in a deep voice, "What's the matter with your injury?"

Fu Jingsheng ignored him, opened the car door and got into the car straight away. Seeing the thorny red bag in his palm, he didn't seem to dare to call out.

Suddenly, his hand was empty, and Fu Jingxing had already picked up the bag from his palm.

With Fu Jingsheng's pupils shrinking suddenly, he opened the bag and poured out Jiang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Xiaoyu lay wet on Fu Jingxing's palm, the pink skirt on her body turned blood red, and blood was also stained on her fair and tender face, her eyes were closed tightly, her whole body was cold, her breathing... could not be seen.

Fu Jingxing only took one look and said, "Drowning."

(End of this chapter)