Late at night, the community was dark and very quiet.

Song Sanxi looked up.

On the fourth floor, the door of the house has just been opened.

The light at the entrance has just come on.

He took a deep breath and got out of the car immediately.

While taking action, I made some quick calculations in my mind.

Now, it is not appropriate to have a head-on conflict with Huang Changyong.

You must hide your own strength and keep on trying!

In the short term, we can't let this guy harass us and Su Yourong.

He has a way!

His home was on the 4th floor of Unit 2, so he quickly rushed to the roof of Unit 3.

Go down the water pipe.

On the fifth floor, there was a family with clothes hanging on their back balcony.

Jump and fall into the balcony.

The clothes are clean and they are camouflage uniforms worn by migrant workers.

Song Sanxi quickly took off her clothes and put them on.

I took a pair of socks and put them on my feet.

In the corner, I grabbed a helmet and put it on my head.

From this look, it turned out to be the construction workers who rented here.

I sneaked into the house quietly and found a large wrench with a long handle.

Take another pair of construction site gloves, the kind with white woven thread, and wear them on your hands.

This family still burns briquettes.

Grab a few handfuls of ashes and get them all dirty.

His face was also covered with ashes.

Big image change!

If the safety helmet were lowered, who would still recognize him as Song Sanxi, the prodigal son?

He quickly went out and returned to the second unit, quietly, almost silently under his feet, and at a fast speed.

But a little tired.

This body is so bad!

As I entered the building, the footsteps started to sound louder. It was okay.

Migrant workers go home late at night!

Outside the house, four of Huang Changyong's men had just filed out.

By the way, the door is also closed.

One of them, while smoking, said with an evil smile: "Brother Yong has made a profit today. That prodigal Song Sanxi is such a loser, he is such a coward!"

"Hey, Brother Yong is happy, we can probably catch it too! Think about Su Yourong's figure..." The other guy was also so excited that he felt like he had been given a shot of blood.

At that moment, Song Sanxi came up, speaking with a strong foreign accent, "What are you doing? Someone in the house is hurting that poor woman Su Yourong?"

A subordinate looked him up and down and said viciously: "It's none of your business! Where are these migrant workers from? Get out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, this guy kicked me over.

Song Sanxi flashed out of the way, pulled out a wrench from the bag of her overalls, swung it round and fucked her hard.

As fast as possible!

Do your best!

Solve the battle as soon as possible!

Kaka... bang bang...

The sound of bones breaking was extremely crisp.

The four tough guys had almost no power to fight back and had no time to react.

There was only a scream like a slaughtered pig.

It was shocking and woke up many people.

But here, the people who live here are the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, and most of them are migrant workers.

No one got up to see anything.

These days, China Shipping is still in chaos.

No one wants to get into trouble.

No one even wanted to turn on the lights.

The community is still dark.

Soon, Huang Changyong's four men stopped screaming.

Everyone's nose was punched and smashed into pieces.

All fainted.

Under the dim light, flowers blossomed on each face.

Blood quickly gathered on the ground.

Another hard knock.

Kaka... bang bang...

All limbs were severed.

Song Sanxi would not let go of anyone Huang Changyong's men could fight.

All disabled!

When I finished my work, I was out of breath and sweating.

This body is so scummy!

He immediately opened the door, rushed into the house, and went straight to the bedroom.

Turning the door handle, it opened.

He opened the door instantly and took a quick look.

Su Yourong was in bed, unconscious.

Beautiful new nightgown, exposing her long and beautiful legs.

Everything is fine.

Beside the bed, Huang Changyong had just stripped himself naked.

He smiled evilly and looked at his prey, Su Yourong.

I suddenly felt a gust of wind opening the door. I turned around and my smile froze.

He exploded in anger instantly and shouted on the spot: "Mom sells batches, where are the stinky farmers..."

Before the word "migrant worker" was yelled out, Song Sanxi had already rushed over.

Huang Changyong had no time to dodge.

Song Sanxi slashed with his hand knife and hit the side of his neck hard.

Huang Changyong screamed, covering the place where he was hit, his eyes bulging.

Within five seconds, he fainted and fell to the ground.

Losing consciousness, like a puddle of mud.

Song Sanxi said calmly:

"Medically, this kind of syncope triggered by external force is called carotid sinus syncope. Bastard, Su Yourong is still my wife, and you have violated my taboo."

Immediately, he took off his gloves and checked Su Yourong's pulse.

Well, not bad.

Being strongly stimulated can cause syncope, and it will be fine after a short sleep.

Looking at the bag containing money on the ground, Song Sanxi could also imagine some scenarios.

But that's not important anymore, as long as the matter is resolved.

His mood was very calm.

He gently pulled the quilt over and covered Su Yourong.

Then, put on gloves.

Collect Huang Changyong's clothes and put them into plastic bags.

I found a rope and tied the guy behind his back, covered his head and gagged his mouth.

Carry it downstairs and throw it into the trunk of the Maybach.

Huang Changyong was naked and was stimulated by the cold air. He woke up before being thrown into the car.

My vision went dark and I realized I was being kidnapped.

There was something in his mouth and he couldn't roar out. After a few snorts, the tailgate closed.

All he knew was that he was saved by a migrant worker hero.

Damn it, after waiting, I have to find this migrant worker.

If you dare to touch me, Huang Changyong, he won't survive!

The car keys were found on a loser of his.

Then, Huang Changyong's clothes and the four losers were put into the car.

Song Sanxi drove the car, went out, and headed to the suburbs.

The car is a good car.

Maybach Zeppelin, 6.0t, 2008 model, top configuration, priced at 12 million.

Song Sanxi enjoyed the rhythmic sound of the engine.

Speed ​​up, quite fast.

Song Sanxi once had one, this one.

But if you lose to someone else, the five million will be discounted.

Later, it came into the hands of Huang Changyong.

Now, a familiar car, a familiar smell.

After more than ten minutes, the car reached the suburbs.

Drag Huang Changyong down and throw him to the ground.

This guy was shivering wildly from the cold and had goosebumps all over his body.

Struggling and twisting like a fat maggot.

There was a buzzing sound in my throat, and I didn't know what I was saying.

Song Sanxi probably knew that he was just shouting and demonstrating, but it didn't matter anymore.

Kick it down and wipe out your descendants!

The strength is well controlled.

Huang Changyong was so painful that his whole body twitched.

The veins on my forehead looked like they were going to explode.

Then, fainting and urinary incontinence.

The Godfather has his own rules, and the best punishment for such people is this.

Looking back, there will be a relatively long period of peace.

Find Huang Changyong's mobile phone, dial 120, and tell the location in a low and hoarse voice.

After the call, the phone was thrown into the smelly ditch.

Song Sanxi walked home. The car was temporarily closed.

Halfway through, I took off my gloves and threw them into the sewer.

Fingerprints? There won't be any trace left.

The socks on my feet were also thrown away.

It's hard to check the footprints.

He knew Huang Changyong's background. If the incident was serious, someone would definitely come to detect it.

After more than half an hour, we returned to the community.

He was familiar with the road, took his time, and returned his clothes, wrenches, and helmet.

There are a lot of construction workers like this in this community.

Love how to check, how to check.

I went home, took a shower, and felt refreshed.

Put on pajamas that fit well, are made of skin-friendly materials and are comfortable.

Put the money away in the bedroom.

Looking at Su Yourong, her beautiful face and snow-white and delicate skin could be broken by a blow.

Song Sanxi felt very uncomfortable and in pain.

Crazy thoughts in my mind...
Chapter completed!