Jiang Yang in the office seemed to have grown older for a while and his gray temples were clearly visible. In the empty office, there was a needle that could be heard. He held a cigarette in one hand, frowned tightly, and smoked it thickly. He felt extremely unwilling to accept his career. He had worked hard for so many years, but in a blink of an eye, a young boy robbed him and changed, like a dog with a broken family.

After sitting in the swivel chair for a long time, Jiang Yang took decadent steps, staggered and limped out of the office.

In another room, Feng Tian held a phone in his hand, and didn't know who he was talking to, and the expression on his face looked very close.

After Jiang Yang walked out of the office, the entire corridor was empty and there was a quiet place. When he came in just now, those people were obviously sent away by Feng Tian.

This club is located on the border between the development zone and Xicheng District. The business was not very good in the past and the location was very remote. Feng Tian temporarily hid here because of Meng Fan's release from prison.

Walking out of the club, Jiang Yang looked back reluctantly at Binjiang, which was already midnight. He knew that this time, he would mean that everything about Binjiang was not related to him, and he was just a lonely and widowed old man.

In a room on the second floor, Feng Tian rubbed the phone that he had just hung up, raised his lips slightly, looked at Jiang Yang downstairs, and sneered.

"Brother Tian?! Do it?!" At this time, a man in a straight suit behind him bent his waist slightly and said respectfully.

Feng Tiantou didn't look back, and was still looking at Jiang Yang who was gradually turning the front of the car, saying, "No hurry, we don't need to do this. Just listen to my phone later and catch the murderer?"

"Ah..." The man was stunned for a moment, obviously not responding to what he meant.

Without waiting for him to speak, Feng Tian turned around and waved his hand impatiently and said, "Okay, you go back and rest first, you may not sleep all night today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man nodded in confusion, and turned around and left without saying anything.

On the road, Jiang Yang drove the car with a terrible means, completely ignoring the vehicles that were occasionally passing by the roadside, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't believe it from beginning to end, and he lost everything he had.

After a long time, the Audi car slowly arrived in front of a villa in Hufeng District. This was Jiang Yang's home. Hufeng District was originally a famous movie city in Binjiang. It had pleasant scenery and picturesque landscapes. Passengers came here to visit every day. However, with the recent incidents in Binjiang, there were many fewer tourists than before.

The car parked in front and behind the villa door, and two large iron doors slowly opened as if they had induction functions. The Audi car slowly entered the villa with double flashing lights.

In front of the door of the villa building, there was a woman in her thirties. She was Jiang Yang's second wife Xiaohui, Jiang Yang's first wife. In the turmoil in the Binjiang River eight years ago, Wang Han betrayed Paoshan and was forced to go to prison. Because he was hostile to Wang Han, he was unable to guard against him for a while. His wife died tragically at Wang Han's hands. Since then, Jiang Yang held a grudge against Wang Han and sent his son to study in Australia, for fear that he would have a bad situation and could not stay. His son called his father at first. Only after Jiang Yang married his second wife, his son Jiang Tianfeng, who was far away in Australia, never called his father again.

When Jiang Yang's first wife was until five years ago, she met Xiaohui, a Miao girl from a rural area in Yunnan, and was moved. However, Xiaohui, who came to a big city for the first time, could not stand Jiang Yang's sugar-coated shells, and gave it to Jiang Yang for the first time under money and vanity. It was not until after getting married that she realized that Jiang Yang was like this to any woman. She regretted it since then, but she had no choice but to come to Binjiang, a big city, and never returned home for five or six years.

At this time, Xiaohui was wearing loose pajamas and her bulging breasts were like two cotton balls, making people look like they wanted to go up and take a bite. The two white thighs were faintly visible under the thin pajamas, which was very attractive.

After Jiang Yang parked the car into the garage, he felt drunk and staggered over. Mi stared at his eyes. When he saw his wife Xiaohui, he immediately shouted: "Why are you still standing there? Come here and help me?"

Xiaohui was so scared that she was shocked, walked over tremblingly, and asked in a low voice: "What...what is wrong!?"

"Damn it, Feng Tian's ungrateful wolf, I gave him so much, but I didn't expect to take over everything I had."

Jiang Yang glared fiercely, grabbed his wife Xiaohui's hair, and said ferociously: "You bitch didn't let him play with him, right?!"

Xiaohui was so scared that she didn't dare to speak. Her hair was so painful that she was pulled by Jiang Yang. She gritted her teeth and frowned and said, "What are you...what were you saying?"

Jiang Yang was like a lunatic, laughed loudly, let go of his hand holding Xiaohui's hair, then hugged her neck hard, and kissed her face twice with the smell of smoke, and then said, "Xiaohui, good girl, isn't it a pity that I'm so kind to you all these years?"

Xiaohui wiped the saliva of Jiang Yang kissing her face. She was more than ten years younger than Jiang Yang. Although she looked like Jiang Yang's wife on the surface, she was just a living toy. When she wanted to play, she was ravaged by all kinds of perverts. She didn't want to play, ignored her, beat and beat her, and often took a woman home. When she heard Jiang Yang's words, she lowered her head, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, but she didn't say anything and helped Jiang Yang into the living room.

After coming to the lobby of the villa, Jiang Yang pushed Xiaohui away and shouted, "Go and put water on me quickly. I want to take a shower. Haven't you heard that??"

Xiaohui lowered her head tremblingly, like an ancient servant, and said, "The water...the water has been put away!?"

"Well……"

Jiang Yang was stunned and turned to change, laughing and said, "Here is the only one who looks like me. Let's go and wash it off together?"

Xiaohui responded slightly, but the corners of her mouth slowly bent. There was a thin steel wire in her hand. Due to the light, she could not see that Xiaohui was holding something in her hand without paying attention.

Jiang Yang was extremely upset at this time and wanted to find something to vent. When he thought of Feng Tian's arrogance, he wanted to strangle him to death with one hand.

When he walked into the bathroom, Jiang Yang was not in a hurry to take a shower. He slammed the door and shouted, "Read more, I'm annoyed?"

As if it became a habit, Xiaohui bit her lower lip tightly, nodded, slowly squatted down, unbuttoned Jiang Yang's waist of her trousers, and didn't know where the steel wire in her hand had been thrown away.

Jiang Yang took off his upper body's clothes, Xiaohui helped him take off his pants and underwear. After a moment, Jiang Yang stood naked in the bathroom, with a soft black guy hanging between his legs, which seemed to be in a huge contrast with Jiang Yang's emotions at this time.

Xiaohui slowly took off her pajamas, and the three-point white underwear was exposed in an instant. Then she squatted down and attached her face to Jiang Yang's lower body. She raised her hand and tied her messy hair behind her ears. She swallowed her mouth and looked a little disgusting.

Jiang Yang seemed a little impatient, frowned, hit Xiaohui's head, and shouted: "Damn it, hurry up?!"

Xiaohui gritted her teeth hard, approached Jiang Yang's lower body, slowly opened her mouth, and took the soft thing in her mouth. Jiang Yang suddenly felt a heat flow coming up from her lower body. In an instant, it was extremely comfortable and the life tree also reacted. However, she didn't know that Xiaohui, who was working hard to hold her life tree, unknowingly pulled out a long steel wire from the long hair behind her head. Those who didn't know thought it was hair.

When Jiang Yang saw Xiaohui's movements, he clasped his eyebrows and said, "What are you doing!"

Xiaohui's face changed suddenly, but fortunately she reacted quickly. While singing Jiang Yang's thing, she said: "Today I saw a new trick. Can you use your hair to increase your feeling?!"

Jiang Yang's mouth suddenly turned into O-shaped shape, staring at him, and didn't know how to check the hair in Xiaohui's hand, and hurriedly said: "Haha, okay, Xiaohui, I find that I love you more and more. Come, try it, let me see what I feel!"

Xiaohui smiled and said kindness softly, lowered her head, her face suddenly became sinister, and she held the steel wire in her hand and touched Jiang Yang's straight upright life first. Jiang Yang suddenly felt a chill, raised his head slightly and moaned, looking comfortable.

Just as he raised his head and sang, Xiaohui, who had quick eyes and hands, immediately surrounded Jiang Yang's lifeline and quickly entangled it.

Jiang Yang realized something was wrong at this time, was shocked and shouted: "You damn...ah..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiaohui pulled both ends of the steel wire and pulled hard. The lifeline sounded and fell on the floor of the bathroom. Blood was gushing out. Jiang Yang screamed in pain. However, there was no one else in the villa, and the sound insulation equipment in the villa was absolutely first-class.

Xiaohui hurriedly stood up and hid aside. Jiang Yang covered his blood-filled lower body and curled up on the ground, trying to kill Xiaohui, but he had no strength left.

Xiaohui was shocked. After all, it was her first time killing someone, and she was another girl, so she learned this trick from Japanese Movie Middle School.

Seeing Jiang Yang fainting from pain on the ground, Xiaohui only felt her heartbeat speed, just like the sound of Liu Xiang's footsteps, and it was thudding loudly. She remembered the little things that Jiang Yang had used to treat him, and she had to use her vagina as a toy. She was treated as a toy again and again by Jiang Yang, a pervert, making her look like she was not a human being, not a ghost, and she had to play with her every night. Sometimes Jiang Yang's thing couldn't get up, and she was forced to use her mouth to tian.

As she thought about it, Xiaohui's face was full of hatred, and her eyes were full of anger. She squatted down fiercely, put the steel wire in her hand in front of Jiang Yang's neck, and pulled it hard, and the particularly sharp steel wire suddenly sank about five centimeters into Jiang Yang's neck. The gurgling blood splashed Xiaohui's face like a fountain. Xiaohui was so scared that she stopped and saw Jiang Yang's neck tilted, and the steel wire was still inside, and she had already died.

Xiaohui's mind was awake and she didn't care about wearing clothes. Seeing that the entire bathroom was covered with blood, even the white floor was covered with blood. She covered her mouth and ran out screaming.

However, at this moment, on the road outside the villa, there were several continuous brakes.
Chapter completed!