Fifth update

Late at night, in a beautiful villa.

The lights in the study were still on, and Wang Yueming was wearing a milky white nightgown, walking back and forth in the house.

The oolong tea in the purple clay tea cup has long been completely cool.

"Are you still not in touch?" Wang Yueming asked in a low voice.

"Yes, young master, I have been in touch for more than an hour, but I still can't contact Brother Wu Heng." A young man in a black suit replied nervously: "However, Brother Hao has already brought people there. I believe that there will definitely be news in not long."

Wang Yueming walked to the sandalwood desk and took out a cigarette from a white cigarette box. Just as he was about to light it, his phone rang.

He put the cigarette back into the cigarette box again. Wang Yueming picked up his phone with a smile on his face, pressed the answer button, and placed it next to his ear.

Brother Hao's voice sounded very nervous on the phone, and his voice was trembling slightly.

Every time a word came from the earpiece, Wang Yueming's hand holding the phone would tighten a little. The blue veins on his white palms swelled up, and the hand holding the phone trembled slightly. Before Brother Hao finished speaking, Wang Yueming said coldly: "Enough! Retract all!"

With a throwaway, a global limited edition iPhone 4s was thrown to the floor.

Wang Yueming seemed to have all the strength in his body been evacuated, and he sat softly on the chair. His face was pale without a trace of blood.

Seeing the expression of the second young master, the little brother in black was so scared that he was trembling all over and didn't dare to breathe. This was the first time he had seen the second young master get so angry that he was afraid that he would accidentally fart or make some noise and be thrown off the balcony by the second young master.

This is impossible! It is impossible! This is all hallucinations...all hallucinations!

Wang Yueming shook his head twice.

The news brought back by Hao Er just now strongly stimulated his nerves. Nima, six cars, two forklifts, ten good players, plus two top killers, disappeared out of thin air. You should know that the two killers were hired by someone to ask for relationships and spent a lot of money from Brazil. But they disappeared out of thin air. There were a few big words written in blood on the bridgehead - don't mess with me again! Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences! Nima, this is a cruel revenge and provocation!

Wang Yueming stretched out his white palm and trembled and stroked the purple clay cup on the desk. The tentacles were cold, just like his current mood. Staring at the oolong tea in the cup, Wang Yueming had the illusion of making oolongs. He had never been so lost, and his opponent was even more terrifying than he thought!

The camera turned and returned to Zhao Ziyue's side.

The tragic classmate Zhao Ziyue is now cooking instant noodles in his nest.

In the living room like a snail residence, Zi Feng was facing his old toothless computer, playing with Angry Birds happily. The old beggar downstairs didn't know how he opened Mo Xiaoming's security door. His turbid old eyes were facing Mo Xiaoming's equally old computer screen. Japanese romance action movies were playing on the computer. The old beggar had a despicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were often leaking out, and lustful moans came from the room from time to time.

Because it was too late, Zhao Ziyue did not drink and chat with his old friend who had been reunited for a long time. Instead, he sent them to Lulin Villa to find Brother Diao, settle down first, and meet Kuaidao and cigarette butt tomorrow night.

On the way back, Zhao Ziyue met Xing Aotian again with a saber. Two fish that were missing were lying beside Xing Aotian. Looking at Xing Aotian's cool figure, Zhao Ziyue drooled in envy and made an appointment to go to his mango ktv tomorrow night to welcome the two old friends.

Xiaojing slept directly in Lamborghini outside, with gloomy eyes, and occasionally glanced around the courtyard with vigilance.

"Damn it! Have you passed the test?" Zi Feng stared at the screen in annoyance, and the mouse in her hand slammed.

Zhao Ziyue brought out two bowls of steaming egg noodles from the kitchen. Perhaps to save water, both bowls of noodles were very thick, and it was estimated that a chopstick could stand in it.

"Eat while it's hot." Zhao Ziyue gently placed a bowl of egg noodles in front of Zifeng and placed a pair of chopsticks on the bowl.

Zifeng said without moving her eyelids: "Thank you, good brother. I'll give you a reward later."

Zhao Ziyue ignored her empty check, sat at her desk, and ate it.

"Hehe! Damn! Fight with my sister, you are far from you!" Zi Feng smiled. She threw away the mouse with satisfaction, picked up the chopsticks and wanted to eat noodles. But when she lowered her head, she was stunned by the strange scenery in the bowl.

I saw two bare eggs on the thick noodles, and a thick ham sausage was placed in the center. It was easy to reminisce about the reproductive organs of some male animals.

Zifeng glanced at the animal that was eating voraciously repairing the noodles in the bowl, and suddenly looked at Zhao Ziyue with a charming look and asked crisply: "Good brother, you have made a bowl of big noodles for your sister!"

Zhao Ziyue didn't raise his mouth and said vaguely: "My must! Sister Zifeng came to my doghouse for the first time. I said I should just give up the friendship of the landlords. This bowl of egg ham noodles is my only way to treat my filial piety to my sister, and I just want my sister not to take me to the military court."

Looking at the lively and fragrant big tonic noodles in the bowl, Zifeng pouted her mouth and said pitifully: "It's just... it's just that this ham is not too thin, right?"

"Oh, it turns out that Sister Zifeng likes thick ones." Zhao Ziyue finally finished a bowl of noodles, wiped her mouth with her sleeves very ungraceful, and said carelessly: "It's thick ones, I have ones underneath."

"Is that so? How thick can it be?" Zi Feng bit her lip slightly after saying that.

Looking at Zi Feng's smooth face, Zhao Ziyue said seriously: "You can be as thick as you want. Only you can't imagine it, and no I can't do it."

Zi Feng smiled and said, "Okay, take it out. I want to see how thick it is."

"No problem!" Zhao Ziyue replied: "So how many sister Zifeng wants?"

Zi Feng frowned slightly, then said expressionlessly: "How many do you have? Are there still many?"

Zhao Ziyue said with a smile: "Of course there are a lot, but I guess Sister Zifeng will definitely want the thickest one, I'll show you." As he said that, Zhao Ziyue bent down.

"No--" Zifeng was so scared that she narrowed her eyes and her pink face turned red.

"Huh! What's wrong? Sister Zifeng, don't you want to see my invincible golden cudgel? Why did you close your eyes? I took it out, take a look! This is something I specially made, it's hard to buy!"

Zi Feng's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and the animal in front of him was waving a ham that was about one meter long with a smug look on his face. The posture was really booming.

Zhao Ziyue stared at Zifeng's red face and asked in surprise: "What's wrong? Sister Zifeng, why is your face so red? Is it because I have a fever or Sichun? Could it be that you are looking at me, Xiao Zhao, who is handsome and elegant, have ideas about me. But I can tell you that I don't sell my skills or self-selling."
Chapter completed!