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Chapter 149 This is how light bulbs are made (1)
Guan Ai rolled his eyes and snorted coldly. On his pretty face, there were three words 'Who will believe it', and he asked in a dawdly way: "Drink too much?"

Cheng Xinzhi probably figured out this guy's routine, and he knew that it was getting darker and darker.Too lazy to answer.

But in the eyes of Second Miss Guan, this is a guilty conscience!The tone became more righteous and calm: "In the middle of the night, the moon is dark and the wind is high, a drunk woman, don't tell me that you don't have any ideas in your mind." Eyes half-closed, like a knife blade, "Quickly, what did you do to her?"

The other party sighed, obviously helpless: "What I want to do to her is to take her to the hotel, not here."

This is a question that can be imagined with a toe, and Guan Ai, who is full of stomach and intestines, has not turned the corner for a long time.Finally, I came to a conclusion: "Who knows if you're done, conscience finds out, and destroys the evidence along the way."

This imagination!Shocking.Forgive her, this guy has read a lot of books on criminal psychology and so on.

Facing Shang Guan Ai, people will always be speechless: "Imagination is best used in the right place."

"You have nothing to say."

Cheng Xinzhi was speechless, ignored it and went to open the door.

"Let me tell you why—" before finishing a sentence, an unconscious woman was pushed over. Guan Ai had a sensitive nose and was smelled of alcohol, "Damn, how much wine did you drink?"

"It's late, she drank a lot, take her to rest."

After explaining, Cheng Xinzhi closed the car door and put it in gear.

"Hey, I haven't finished talking yet, I want to abscond in fear of crime."

The voice was loud and echoed several times in the quiet night, but the man drove away long ago.

Guan Ai cursed in a low voice, resigned to his fate, and walked back with the unconscious woman on his back.

"Guan Yu." Pushed the drunk woman, but there was no reaction at all, "Are you really drunk? This really doesn't look like you."

Guan Ai still doesn't know this woman?With that amount of alcohol, it's no problem to get several men drunk. If you want to get drunk like this, you can know it with your toes: it hurts, it hurts the spirit, and it hurts the body.

In the past, when Guan Ai was in a panic, he always imagined that if that arrogant woman Guan Yu fell out of love one day, she would be happy all over the country, and shouted: God is open.

But now...it's okay if you can't be happy, it's like a big stone is pressing on your heart, and you're very depressed.

Guan Ai couldn't help sighing: "Thanks to you, I'm not sick, and I have to climb the wall to be hospitalized at night." He was very puzzled, "And why should I have a bad conscience?"

After chanting, he panted as a laborer.

That night, the second miss of the Guan family lay in the ultra-luxury star-rated ward and thought about four questions.

One: Why should I suffer this crime for Jiang Xiachu's man?
Two: Why should I have a bad conscience?
Three: What kind of intentions does that driver have for Guan Yu?

Four: Why does that driver want to do anything wrong with me?

With these four questions, Guan Ai lost sleep all night for the first time.

Spoiler**
The winter of that year was very cold, windy, overcast, and the Gulong Lane was deserted. There were no passers-by on the street, and it was very quiet.

Suddenly, in a dilapidated house on the corner of the street, a drunken man held a wine bottle in one hand, and dragged a boy who was so dirty that he couldn't see his face with the other.

The boy looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. He wore thin winter clothes and was so thin that the man easily half-lifted him.

The man threw the boy on the ground, and kept swearing: "You bastard, just like your mother, you don't deserve to fuck."

Mongrel?This kind of yelling and cursing, maybe the neighbors in the street heard it, but it's not surprising that it happened once every three days and every five days, and it's no wonder that the poor child was born in a violent drunk's house.

The boy was lying on the ground, unable to get up, holding a toy racing car tightly in his arms, but the man stepped on it, staggering, with a reddened face: "I told you to run, see if I don't break your legs!" .”

The boy was also stubborn, he gritted his teeth and kept silent, but carefully protected the racing car in his hand, letting the man punch and kick him.

"Damn bastard, die, why not die."

"That bitch, the son he gave birth to is the same."

"Dead and clean."

"..."

In this cold winter, it was very quiet, and amidst the piercing scolding, there was a faint groan from the boy.

The passing crowd, if not turning a deaf ear, would at most shake their heads and sigh.

People, always separate their own affairs from other people's affairs, and never cross the line.

The man beat and scolded for a while, tired, drank some wine, and continued.

"Stop." Suddenly, a crisp voice came.

The boy on the ground had a face that was so red and swollen that he couldn't tell what he looked like, but his eyes were slightly brighter.

On the corner of the street, the girl put her arms around her hips: "Uncle, domestic violence will go to jail."

The girl is about ten years old, with a handsome and pretty immature face, her heroic eyebrows raised, wearing a fur coat and jeans that boys would like. boy.

The girl walked over, her steps high-spirited, her eyes that didn't match her age rolled around, as if they were about to drip water: "Let go of him soon."

The boy on the ground pursed his lips slightly, and frowned as he looked at the impudent girl who appeared out of nowhere.

The drunk swayed a few times, raised the wine bottle and waved it a few times: "Where did you come from, get out of here."

"If you don't stop, I'll call the police." The girl said proudly.

Anyone who sees this little girl will "boast" her.But for such a small person, people can't move their eyes away. On a winter day without sunlight, it seems that the whole body is full of light, at least the boy on the ground thinks so.

The drunk man moved away and stepped on the foot on the boy's back, staggered towards the girl, with a ferocious expression on his face: "Stinky girl, you are quite courageous, are you looking for a beating?"

The girl didn't back down: "Damn it, my aunt hates bullying the younger."

After finishing speaking, his eyes widened, and his small body rushed towards the drunk man, biting down.

"Bang——" the drunk's wine bottle fell to the ground, probably the little girl tried her best, and then heard a scream: "Ah——" the man grabbed the girl's hair, his hands froze in the air and dared not Move, "Quickly let go."

The girl whose hair was pulled, not only did not let go, but even bit her to death.

This girl, this ruthlessness, will be amazing when she grows up.

"what--"

The man screamed again and again and kicked him. The girl fell to the ground and got up without rushing. She wiped the blood from her mouth and said with a look of disgust, "It's so dirty." Man, "Smelly man."

(End of this chapter)