Beauty's Devil Guard

Then, in the vast night, there was a roar of the engine. Song Chongming is driving a humble Chevrolet Cruz in a huff and puff, and quickly goes to the riverside city.

In the old house of the old secretary, there is a small light.

Zhao Xing has been accompanying the old secretary for ten years. Zhao Xing, who used to be like an old stump, hesitated for a long time. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "old secretary, there's something serious going on in Yanjiang city tonight. I heard there was a gunshot. Besides, Mr. Xiao seems to be involved in this. "

Zhang Weimin, an old secretary who is practicing in his study, suddenly has his pen hanging in the air. Eyebrows wrinkled, the brush hanging in the air, suddenly ink dripping into the paper.

Just finished a line of words "the sky is high, let the birds fly, the sea is wide, let the fish jump", immediately became a group of invisible ink stains.

"The gunshot rang out, Mr. Xiao got involved in this?" The calligraphy trembled in the air, and the old secretary Zhang Weimin looked at Zhao Xing with bright eyes.

"Yes. It is said that all the underworld in this province gathered in Yanjiang city tonight. I don't know why, song shaolun and Mr. Xiao from Jianghai all joined in. At last, song shaolun took advantage of the moment when Mr. Xiao went out and secretly fired a cold gun at the door. Unfortunately, one of the young people in the accident didn't have a fight

Although Zhao Xing is only a companion of the old secretary Zhang Weimin, he knows everything about the province.

The old secretary seems to be enjoying his old age in this old house. However, in fact, it is still in the belly of the universe, for now the situation in this province is clear.

Zhao Xing is actually the ear of Zhang Weimin, the old secretary. When such a big event happened, Zhao Xing told the old secretary Zhang Weimin for the first time.

"Which Mr. Xiao are you talking about?" Zhang Weimin, the old secretary, was silent for a while, then asked.

Zhao Xing is slightly stunned, and then opens his mouth and answers in a low voice: "it's your brother Xiao Yi."

"Is all the information just received true?" Zhang Weimin, the old secretary, looked at Zhao Xing with a heavy tone.

"Nine is ten." Zhao Xing usually doesn't pass the news in vain. Now he calmly looks at the old secretary Zhang Weimin and says, "it's said that song Chongming of the Song family has driven all night to Yanjiang city."

Hearing Zhao Xing's narration, the old secretary raised his head. It seemed that he rubbed his forehead wearily, and then told him in a low voice: "prepare the car, go to Yanjiang city. By the way, call me Secretary Niu

"Yes." Zhao Xing stooped back, still calm.

However, in his turbid eyes, the old secretary suddenly burst out a fine light. Looking at the deep night, he said, "the Song family has a good son. The more I look at it, the more interesting it becomes. "

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The whole river and sea were in complete turmoil. A car, in the middle of the night, toward the city along the river.

In the car, there are ordinary people who can't meet each other. There are secretaries, mayors and even secretaries. Although we are not in the same car, we are moving towards a goal, that is, Yanjiang police station.

The huge river and sea turned into an empty city in an instant. Xia Wei is in Xiaoyi's villa, lying lazily on the sofa. Still wearing that robe, still fresh and moving. The ability of short hair, the whiteness of skin, and the beauty of face. From any aspect, she is a great beauty who brings disaster to the country and the people.

In the hall, when the stars are hiding in the clouds. She sighed softly, and a few lines of sadness appeared on her pretty face.

As a woman, the biggest tragedy is not knowing where her man is staying tonight?

Xia Wei doesn't know where Xiao Yi is. She picks up the phone and dials it several times. Yes, but no one answered. The palm of a mobile phone, she pinched sweat. Waiting, the phone rings.

However, the waiting is futile, just let her pretty face on the sad color more rich a bit.

"To keep his man, to keep his stomach, to keep his gun." Xia Wei gently stroked her delicate red lips, gently blew a breath, and then whispered: "this is not the way to go on. It seems that I have to be more active. Now that I've chosen this man, I have to wait for him with all my heart. "

Then, Xia Wei gently untied the button of her robe. Looking at his towering shuangfen, a confident smile floated on his pretty face, and he said softly: "when you come back, I will use my pair of murder weapons to suppress your turbulent heart."

This night, how many joys and sorrows are not into the vast night.

After a simple trial, Xiao Yi was brought into the detention house late at night.

In the detention center, a large group of fierce men crowded in.

Of course, there is a familiar face of Xiao Yi, the calm face of song shaolun.There are not many vacant rooms in the police station and detention house of Yanjiang city. Xiao Yi is very honored to be separated from Song shaolun. It's a narrow encounter.

The detention house has always been full of all kinds of abuse and beating. When Xiao Yi enters the detention center, song shaolun curls up on the bed. With his eyes open, a thick color of resentment appeared on his face.

For this action, he did not regret. He just regretted that the shot missed Xiao Yi's head.

Also, it entered this detention house. As a grand young master of the Song family, he was bullied by a group of fierce men in the detention house. The bedding on that bed has been robbed by Zou Badao, the boss of this detention house.

In the detention house, that's the rule. When new people come in, they must be bullied by old people. Although song shaolun is a sumo master of his generation, he doesn't think he can do it well in this narrow detention center. He didn't think he had the ability to fight this group of bad guys. The suspect

can be kept in the detention house is a background figure. Song shaolun knew these things clearly, so he just quietly accepted the fact.

However, this early winter has arrived. The night in the detention house was still a little chilly. He was curled up on the bare bed, shivering with cold.

After Xiao Yi was brought into this detention house, he glanced at the whole situation. Then, he went straight to the boss Zou Badao.

For the boss of the detention center, Xiao Yi can see it at a glance. Because, from the thickness of the bedding, as well as the weight of the quilt, we can see that song shaolun's bedding and his own bedding have been robbed by this man.

Song shaolun, who was curled up on the bare bed, felt the little noise in the detention center. He raised his head and just saw Xiao Yi who was walking towards the bed of Zou ba.

Seeing this scene, song shaolun sneered and said in his heart, "what a fool! I don't know why people have to bow their heads under the eaves. But that's good. I can watch a good play. "

"Hey, guy, give me back the quilt." Xiao Yi walked over and yelled at Zou Badao on the bed.

However, Zou Badao, who was buried in the quilt, still slept soundly. Xiao Yi didn't seem to hear that.

"Give me back the quilt, or I'll do it myself." At the bottom of his heart, Xiao Yi is too lazy to talk with such people. What kind of people to deal with and what means he has. For this kind of people, violence is often more effective.

After dropping this sentence, Xiao Yi stretched out her hand to pull Zou Badao's quilt.

It's just that Zou Badao pressed the quilt on his body. Xiao Yi gently stretched out his hand to pull it, but he didn't move. This time, Xiao Yi shook his head and said: "it seems that he has some skills. But it's not enough to take my quilt away. "

Then, Xiao Yi is ready to withdraw his quilt directly.

However, at this time, the rest of the bed men, all get up together, stand around Xiaoyi, surrounded Xiaoyi in the middle. A pair of ferocious appearance, looks like to swallow Xiao Yi alive.

"Boy, since you come here, you have to follow the rules here. Be honest and get out of bed. Otherwise, it will delay our Starling's sleep, and you won't have anything to eat tomorrow. "

This is the truth. Some young people who first entered the detention center often had some blood. Don't obey the rules here, don't obey the care of Zou Badao. What's worse, I haven't eaten for several days. Because all the food was robbed by Zou Badao.

In such a place, strength is always respected. Whose fist is big enough, whose fist is hard enough. Then, you can eat the best, drink the best and sleep the warmest in this detention house.

"NIMA, how dare you fall in love with this ghost place and plan to live here for a long time? It's tomorrow. I have to go out as soon as it's light. " Xiao Yi shook his head and said that he had no love for such a place.

"Ha ha..." Among these men, there was a man who was a little older. He looked at Xiao Yi and said with a smile, "when each of us first came in, we thought we could go out the next day. But tomorrow is tomorrow. How many tomorrow? Since there are so many tomorrows, do you know which one you are going out on? Don't dream. If you come here, be honest with me. "

Xiao Yi is too lazy to keep on pestering with this group. He is confident that he can go out from here soon.

Looking at the group of people who fiercely surrounded themselves in the middle, Xiao Yi simply leaned against the edge of Zou Badao bed, shrugged and said: "I don't want to talk to you more, but I'm going to order my quilt tonight."