Village Doctor's Magic Hands

The middle-aged man found a bag and put all the money in it. Then he respectfully handed it to Zhao Sanjin. Zhao Sanjin took it over and weighed it. He felt heavy, smiled proudly and said, "in a few minutes, the police should arrive. Do you know how to tell the police?"

"Police?"

Iron head was startled by the two words. What they ate on the road was undoubtedly the police.

In addition to being frightened, iron head looked at Zhao Sanjin with an ignorant face and didn't dare to channel: "Sir, you... Are you..."

"It doesn't matter who I am." Zhao Sanjin knew that tietou must regard him as a policeman. He didn't bother to elaborate and said coldly: "If I remember correctly, just now you guys gathered here to gamble. When you didn't agree, you had a big fight. There was an internal fight. As a result, both sides were hurt. It became what it is now, and I didn't see or do anything."

“……”

Iron head was speechless.

The meaning of Zhao Sanjin's words is obvious. He beat someone, took the money, ate dry and wiped clean, and wanted to pat his ass and leave. He didn't want the police to know he had been here.

"Don't worry, sir. I've never seen you before..."

As the saying goes, a man who knows current affairs is a hero. Although iron head is not a hero, the more bad he is, the more grass on the wall. He speaks and does things without principle. He is self-centered and steers according to the wind.

"You're smart," said Zhao Sanjin coldly, "and the last point, I said, Xiaoman is my woman. If you dare to make her idea in the future..."

"No! We absolutely don't!"

This time, before Zhao Sanjin finished speaking, tietou shook his head like a rattle drum.

Seeing tietou's cooperation, Zhao Sanjin thought that Qin Wanrou was coming, so he didn't continue to embarrass tietou. He stood up and grabbed Xiaoman's father's clothes around his waist. With a slight force, he lifted him up, called another stupid middle-aged man and left the room.

On the first floor, the middle-aged woman named "Xiaotiantian" had finished bathing and waited in the living room.

She was only wearing a white Pajama all over her body. The collar at her chest was wide open, revealing two snow-white spherical objects and a deep sea ditch. Her wet hair was scattered on her shoulders, her eyebrows and temples, showing charming wind and feeling.

Seeing Zhao Sanjin, the middle-aged woman immediately showed her joy. When she saw Xiaoman's father and another middle-aged man held by Zhao Sanjin, she was stunned and said, "little brother, are you..."

Seeing the middle-aged women dressed like this, Zhao Sanjin was also stunned and said casually, "take them back to brother Fei and sister sun."

The middle-aged woman said "Oh" and asked, "then we..."

"We'll talk about it later." Zhao Sanjin still said that.

However, the middle-aged woman would be wrong. Totally ignoring the presence of others, she leaned and sprang on the sofa. Her legs were slightly open. She threw a wink at Zhao Sanjin and hooked her hook. She couldn't wait to say, "then hurry to 'Day'. People can't wait."

Shit, what's the situation? Ask for "day"!

Zhao Sanjin was startled by the bold and unrestrained action of the middle-aged woman, and Xiaoman's father and another middle-aged man were stunned.

"Uncle, you... You..."

"Shut up!"

Zhao Sankin gave a cold drink, and then threw Xiaoman's father out of the living room. With a sad scream, he rolled out five or six meters away.

Another middle-aged man saw it and ran out consciously.

Pop!

Zhao Sanjin stepped forward and closed the door of the living room.

There were only Zhao Sanjin and a middle-aged woman left in the living room. The middle-aged woman was stunned, then put on a provocative posture and motioned to Zhao Sanjin: "come on, come on, abuse me like that old guy. My sister wants to have a try. How fierce are you..."

This smelly woman is coquetting to kill people.

For a bad woman like a middle-aged woman, Zhao Sanjin naturally has no interest in doing that kind of thing with her. She doesn't deserve it, but I have to admit that the two big bowls buckled in front of her chest are really well developed. It's OK to touch them a few times.

People have sent it to the door. Don't waste it.

Thinking so, Zhao Sankin took a deep breath, then went to the sofa, sat down next to the middle-aged woman and asked, "what's the relationship between you and iron head?"

"He is my lover..." the middle-aged woman took the initiative to hug Zhao Sanjin's tiger waist, paused a little, and said, "one."

Zhao Sanjin was also impolite. He stretched out his right hand, drilled in along the middle-aged woman's open collar and touched two at random.

Big and soft!

It doesn't feel so cool!

The middle-aged woman trembled all over her body. Jiao hummed. Instead of moving away, she straightened the two big bowls in front of her chest, cooperating with Zhao Sanjin's movements.

Zhao Sanjin naturally refused to come. He put his left hand in and did both.

Soon, the middle-aged woman looked dazzled. Her eyes seemed to be closed, staring at Zhao Sanjin. She said softly, "little brother, what's your name?"

"He Wu." Zhao Sanjin lied casually.

"How about you being my sister's lover in the future?"

Zhao Sankin smiled faintly, his hands kept moving, and said curiously, "how many lovers do you have?"

"About... Five or six." the middle-aged woman didn't mean to hide.

By five or six men in turn? Nima, it's dirty enough!

After listening to this, Zhao Sanjin couldn't help stopping the action on her hand. In the eyes of a woman like her, she is no different from those young ladies who rely on their body to make money in the hotel. However, those young ladies want to make money with their body, and she hopes to use her body to get on top and enter dizi bar smoothly.

Seeing Zhao Sanjin's unhappy look, the middle-aged woman lifted his clothes around his waist. Her small hands were like loaches. "Chi Liu" once drilled in, touched his pants, picked her eyebrows and said, "why, are you jealous?"

"No." Zhao Sanjin shook his head and said in his heart that you don't deserve to make me jealous.

The middle-aged woman's action was very skillful. In three or two times, she untied Zhao Sanjin's belt, opened the zipper on his pants, lowered her head and took a look inside. Her pupils widened instantly and exclaimed, "good boy! How big!"

Zhao Sanjin said, "your mouth is not small."

"Bah, you little devil, it's really bad..." the middle-aged woman's face turned red. How can she not understand the meaning of Zhao Sanjin's words.

Although the middle-aged woman's body is a little "dirty", her delicate seductive mouth is barely acceptable.

Pretending to hesitate a little, the middle-aged woman opened her mouth and lowered her head

"Uncle, you... You can't do this!"

At the critical moment, Xiaoman's father saw this bloody scene outside the door. In surprise, he patted the door and shouted.

Although he was beaten by Zhao Sanjin, he managed to catch such a golden turtle son-in-law. He didn't want to watch Zhao Sanjin move so quickly.

"Uncle! Son-in-law! My little ancestor, Xiaoman is still waiting for you. You must not do such things behind her!" the door was banged by him.

Thinking of Xiaoman, Zhao Sanjin's movement slowed slightly. However, before he refused, the middle-aged woman glanced at the door and hummed, "leave him alone, let's continue..."

"I haven't had such a good time for a long time." Zhao Sanjin was very happy.

Because Zhao Sanjin's back was facing the door, Xiaoman's father could only see two people cuddling on the sofa, but he couldn't see what they were doing.

Of course, as a middle-aged man of 40, Xiaoman's father has eaten and dried, and he can guess the secret with his toes.

"Uncle, stop, stop!" he was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, as if the middle-aged woman hugging Zhao Sanjin was his wife.

At the same time, Zhao Sanjin asked tentatively, "since you know brother Fei and sister sun, what about sister Bai, do you know?"

"What's sister Bai?" the middle-aged woman said vaguely.

"Her last name is Bai and her name is Bai Wushuang. She is a friend of sister sun and a regular guest of dizi bar."

"You're talking about her. Of course I know her." the middle-aged woman raised her head, reached out and wiped the saliva on the corners of her mouth, and complained: "I saw her walking close to sister sun before. Brother Fei also had a little interest in her. I had planned to get in touch with her and use her to go to dizi bar to work, but who knows, I found her several times, but I touched the dust on my nose..."

When it comes to this, the middle-aged woman has a look of resentment. It is obvious that the impression of unparalleled dialogue is not very good.

Zhao Sanjin was moved and asked, "have you found her? That is to say, do you know where she lives?"

"Of course." the middle-aged woman said proudly, "it's just tracking. It's no big deal."

Zhao Sanjin was overjoyed.

It's really in accordance with the old saying that it takes no effort to find nowhere with broken iron shoes. Brother Fei couldn't find out Bai Wushuang's whereabouts. He didn't think about it, but he let the middle-aged woman succeed.

Fortunately, I didn't leave immediately just now. It's great. Wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone if I could take the opportunity to learn Bai Wushuang's whereabouts from the middle-aged woman?

Seeing the smile at the corner of Zhao Sanjin's mouth, the middle-aged woman suddenly sank and said unhappily, "little brother, you don't want to play the idea of the woman surnamed Bai like brother Fei?"