Female president's private killer

Song Zijing's teeth, chin, neck and chest almost all fell to the ground and broke into eight pieces!

I'm... Dreaming?

This is the first traffic accident he has witnessed in his life! The tragic scene is thrilling! Something happened! It's the person who talked to himself just now!

Seeing a large number of people gathered around, song Zijing immediately bit his teeth and ran over. Before he arrived, he heard someone shouting: "come on, hit 120! He's dead! "

Desperate to squeeze into the crowd, the skinhead driver just now was like pouring blood, and his head was twisted with a strange posture! What's terrible is that there is a strange smile on his face!

Is this the expression on the face of a car accident?

Song Zijing suddenly felt cold and stood aside. What's the matter?

The 120 ambulance arrived at the scene in about a minute and did some simple first aid. Song Zijing personally heard a yellow hair doctor who looked like an old confused child say, "no, he's dead. Take it back to the morgue first and wait for his relatives to recognize it. "

"Big brother..." a small hand suddenly grabbed song Zijing's arm. He could clearly feel the trembling from each other's body: "this... What's going on?"

Song Zijing suddenly woke up as if from a dream and restored the focus of his pupils. Only then did he find that it was the little beauty who had just been in the same car with him who almost snuggled into his arms.

The little beauty even turned pale on her lips: "big brother... We didn't really meet anything dirty..."

Song Zijing's heart moved, didn't he? Is it really

"Don't be nervous. It's just a coincidence." Song Zijing took a breath, patted the little beauty on the shoulder, and reluctantly smiled. To be honest, this fact is weird. Someone who just said he saw something dirty turned and hung up! Hang up and hang up. I laughed like this before I died!

What the fuck is this?

Dead... Still happy?

Is there really a ghost?

In the ambulance that left the scene within a minute, several doctors like the old confused took down the mask together. The Yellow haired doctor looked at the neck curve on the stretcher, twisted strangely, smiled strangely, and coughed: "master... Are you really okay?"

The bald man on the stretcher suddenly sat up, turned his head with his hands, broke it back, and spread his hands curiously: "what will happen?"

If it weren't for knowing that this was acting, some old perplexers who almost peed: "...."

The one who flew out of the car and twisted his neck like this did not die. Of course, it was Shi Xiaohai. He smiled kindly: "this kind of cartilage skill is actually easy to practice. I heard that I can knead myself into a ball when I practice to the highest level. I can't do it yet. Now I can only knead myself into half a ball. Well, if you are interested, I can teach you. "

A few confused people who didn't want to knead themselves into a ball shook their heads desperately.

Shi Xiaohai had to sigh: "your fate with me hasn't come yet."

Several ancient confused people who didn't want to have fate with the monk nodded desperately.

"Speaking of Duan Tiandao, the boy's training method is really different. No wonder he has made such rapid progress!" Shi Xiaohai's eyes are bright and shining: "you can think of this training method to crash while acting as a driver. It's really great."

Some old perplexers who thought the monk was a little straight: "

"Big brother..." the little beauty seemed so frightened that she held song Zijing and didn't give up: "I, I'm so afraid, I don't dare to stay alone now... I, can I be with you..."

Song Zijing only felt that the warm fragrance nephrite around him gave him a boost. The beauty was afraid. As a gentleman, of course, he had to protect her!

What's more, he just wanted to find a master to solve this bad luck, and immediately nodded happily.

Song Zijing took the little beauty into the people's livelihood home and went straight to 2101. He bought the house. Of course, he also had the key. Press the password. The iron door at the bottom opened with a bang. Song Zijing took a long breath, walked into the door and pressed the elevator.

It's a little strange that the corridor was empty so early in the morning. The blowing draught was a little strong. Song Zijing couldn't help but erect his collar.

With a "Ding" sound, the quality of elevators in high-end residential areas is indeed very good. They operate quietly. They can't feel anything else except the door opening prompt sound.

Song Zijing and the little beauty hanging on him entered the elevator, pressed the 21st floor, and then pressed the door close button

Door closing key

Close the door!

Ya, is there a mistake?

Just praised you for your good quality!

Song Zijing angrily pressed to close the door, but the elevator door didn't respond for a long time! It won't be so bad, will it? Are you bad when I come?

Some cold wind poured in from the open elevator door, making song Zijing's nose twitch. He scolded secretly and planned to go out to find the security guard. If he wanted to climb the building

That's the 21st floor!

"Doodle!" Before his feet opened, the elevator door suddenly closed again and began to move upward.

Uh

Song Zijing swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Just before the elevator door was closed, the ground floor of the elevator shook slightly, as if someone came in, but

Where is anyone?

The whole small elevator room was empty, and the mirrors around it were bright. You could only see yourself and the little beauty buried in your arms.

At ordinary times, he must have thought it was an elevator fault, but today

Shit, a bunch of people just died yesterday! Another man died today!

It's impossible not to let him think somewhere!

As if to confirm his guess, the four ceiling lights in the elevator suddenly began to flash violently at this moment!

This is such a violent flicker!

So that the light bulb of a ceiling lamp suddenly burst!

Make a "click" sound!

"Shit!"

At such a strange moment, song Zijing was scared to death, but there was a more frightened woman around him. Instead, he grew stronger, spit hard and shouted, "I tell you, do you want to scare me? I'm not scared! I don't care whether you're a man or a ghost. I have the seed to fight alone! "

His words seemed to have really had an effect. After blowing up a lamp, the whole elevator suddenly returned to normal and honestly rose to the 21st floor without looking for anything wrong for him.

The little beauty looked at him with adorable eyes: "Wow! Big brother! How mighty you are! "

Song Zijing proudly touched his chin: "to tell you the truth, even if there are ghosts, he is afraid of villains. For a person as evil as me, which blind ghost bumps up and doesn't roll away?"

The little beauty put countless little stars in her eyes: "big brother, I don't know your name?"

"Oh! Yes, my name is song Zijing! Well, I'm now the owner of seven restaurants. What's under my name and... "Suddenly, song Zijing, who found self-esteem, proudly showed off for a long time:" sorry, sorry, I haven't asked your name yet. "

The little beauty smiled and seemed to be with such a successful man. She was not afraid of Ghosts: "my name is Miao Xiaochun. She is a model... Brother song, I think we have a good fate..."

"Yes, yes!" Song Zijing suddenly felt that his luck was not so bad. Somehow, a beautiful woman could pounce on him. He was still a model.

He waved his hand and in the twinkling of an eye let bad luck be a fart. It's not worth scaring yourself. Well, it should be just an elevator failure.

At the door, song Zijing and Miao Xiaochun are used to holding together. Unfortunately, they rang the doorbell for a long time, and no one answered the door.

"Isn't Taoist Wenquan there?" Song Zijing coughed, took out a key and opened the door directly.

The house is very clean and tidy, very

Song Zijing doesn't know why he feels that Taoist Wenquan is not here. It may not be a bad thing, because he suddenly feels hot. Well, he was made by the little beauty in his arms.

"Brother song, people are so scared and cold..." this little beauty is not only beautiful, but also gentle in speech. More importantly, her little hands pull around on him when they are free, and her eyes look at him affectionately. It's unbearable!

If song Zijing can't see this hint, he can die.

So he didn't die.

Soon, song Zijing's fingers slid down from the satin smooth back

Someone couldn't help it any longer, opened his mouth and rushed up!

In a moment, they rolled down on the sofa in the hall and became difficult to leave.

Finally, song Zijing fell exhausted on Miao Xiaochun for a long time. Tired, he didn't even want to move his little finger. After calming down for dozens of minutes, he returned to his mind a little. He got up slowly. He saw Miao Xiaochun's dimple as red as fire, his beautiful eyes closed gently, and his willow eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Song Zijing hugged his warm body in his arms and was about to say something.

"Cluck."

Huh?

Song Zijing was stunned and looked at Miao Xiaochun with a charming face. Just now... Someone was laughing?

Looking around, although the hall didn't turn on the lights, it's daytime. There's no one here except himself and Miao Xiaochun.

He shook his head hard and laughed at himself. Ya, why does it always feel strange today.

Well, people will always encounter auditory hallucinations several times in their life. There are many reasons. It may be the heat dissipation of electrical appliances, the strange sound from water pipes and valves, or their own neurasthenia. They unconsciously simulate and replay some sounds in their mind

"Squeak!"

Song Zijing's self consolation is not over yet. It seems that he has to prove that this is not an illusion. The chandelier on the top of the living room clearly did not open suddenly began to flicker, just like a poor contact. At first, it flickered faintly. Finally, it seemed that the current was too large. The bulb suddenly became extremely bright and went out again in the twinkling of an eye.

Even Miao Xiaochun, who was lying on Song Zijing's body, seemed to suddenly have strength, raised his head and looked at the flashing ceiling lamp on the top.

The ceiling lamp I don't want to show people at all: "