Chapter 3238 One link to one link

Chapter 3238 One link to one link

It was raining heavily and the sky was bright.

An Xiaotian appeared in an apartment outside the outskirts of the capital. His whole body was soaked, and the blood on the corners of his mouth was washed away by the rain. However, no matter how cold the rain was, it was not as cold as his heart. The Bodhisattva died, died in the mountain temple, and under the gun of Ya Wusi. No, to be precise, he died in his hands.

Jialan, Bodhisattva, and his good brothers died one by one, and they were still unable to escape from him. This made An Xiaotian's nerves tense like a string. He was tenacious and tenacious. Seeing the Bodhisattva losing his vitality and sad pupils, he almost collapsed. Not only the Bodhisattva, but also An Xiaotian's heart died.

But he couldn't do anything, so he stumbled away with a punch from Ya Wusi. An Xiaotian was worried that he would collapse after looking at him again, and he was worried that he could not control himself to kill Ya Wusi. His discomfort was never as clear as it is now, and his will was never as fragile as it is now, and he could hardly hold on.

He wants a comfort!

So he spent two hours to come to Yan Xiaomei's apartment. Yan Xiaomei was looking for her as her first love. She always remembers the green years when she is with her, which makes her impetuous and utilitarian mind calm down. An Xiaotian also believed that Yan Xiaomei was kind enough and would never betray herself in exchange for wealth.

An Xiaotian stood at the stairs and opened a gap in the wooden door to look at it. He knew that this place must have been searched by Bodhisattvas. Whether it is the character of the Bodhisattva or the footprints at the door, it can be seen that many people have come here before, which means that the elites in the Southern Division are unlikely to come back, and the most dangerous places are often the safest.

What's more, he was physically and mentally exhausted at this time and needed to find a place to cushion his emotions and body. Even if he was immediately blocked by the elites of the Southern Division, he had to take a breath. An Xiaotian leaned on the safety ladder to scan the apartment environment. After confirming that there was no camera or surveillance camera, he exhaled a long breath and then leaned back to the cold wall.

He was always careful and prepared to slow down for a few more minutes to reduce the risk. During this period, he hugged his arms tightly, feeling chills all over, dry and thirsty, and even cracked lips, rain wet and cooled down, and shoulder wounds throbbing, which made his mind unconsciously dizzy.

"Oh, I'm back by myself!"

In the hazy dimness, An Xiaotian heard a faint voice, and the woman's frivolous and gentle laughter: "Don't send it, your house is ten meters away from my house. Just turn around the corner of the corridor and arrive. You sent me here from the door. Why? You want to spend the night at my house again? It's really not possible in a few days, it's too dangerous!"

"I wonder if those people will be returned to the group of people in the evening!"

The woman's voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, making it difficult for every man to extricate himself: "You also saw them all fierce and evil, holding guns in their hands. Once they discovered something, I will be in a lot of trouble. The future is long, and I will come to my house again the other day. Anyway, he will only come twice a month."

An Xiaotian opened his eyes blankly and saw a man and a woman walking from the corner with her arms around her arms, flirting while walking. Although the man didn't know him, he could easily guess the little white-collar worker who had less money and more work based on his clothes. The woman was Yan Xiaomei, whom he kept.

At this moment, Yan Xiaomei was on the man's forehead with an endless tenderness on her face: "Every month, at least twenty-eight days are yours. What are you not satisfied with? I give me 20,000 yuan a month, and I will accompany him for two days; I will accompany you for twenty-eight days, and I will not collect a penny, and I will pay a lot of money. Your ancestors have burned incense!"

"Hehe, there's no way!"

The boy about 1.7 meters smiled playfully: "There is excitement to grab the territory in your house! Men are always the best wife and daughter of others, but I will listen to you tonight and temporarily suppress the interest, so as not to the gang of gangs come up again, and I will scare me tonight and almost collapse outside the windowsill."

Yan Xiaomei smiled: "Useless things!"

The boy hugged Yan Xiaomei: "It's useless? Try it?

Seeing the two of them having sex for a long time, An Xiaotian's manly dignity was stimulated, and a bloody energy surged over his head, making him forget the pain and even more indescribable strength. His hands swept around his body almost instinctively and grabbed a hard object from the trash can.

Then he opened the security door and rushed out.

He rushed over like a tiger down the mountain, swinging the hard object in his hand and slapped the head of the boy who was completely unaware of anything. The boy who touched Yan Xiaomei's buttocks was really hit by this sudden heavy blow, his body was whirled halfway and his eyes turned pale.

Slid to the ground.

Yan Xiaomei screamed in fear: "Ah——"

Then, her mouth was covered by one hand, and her body was pushed hard by a huge force, and pushed against the door of her own room. In a panic, An Xiaotian's face suddenly flashed and he touched it. The only thing he could see was his blood-red eyes and white teeth, like a demon and monster that suddenly appeared.

An Xiaotian said in a vicious tone: "You betray me?" Because of the terror, Yan Xiaomei's eyes widened to the extreme, and her eyes almost fell from her sockets. After a while, her vision gradually adapted to the environment. She recognized her body tremblingly. Yes, An Xiaotian!

An Xiaotian felt Yan Xiaomei's struggle in her body, which was becoming more and more relaxed. This shows that Yan Xiaomei had already recognized him and her emotions began to calm down. He slightly lifted the palm of his hand that was pressing on Yan Xiaomei's mouth, and said murderously: "I'm asking you something! Say it! Cuckold while I'm not here?"

Yan Xiaomei couldn't help but touch the corners of her mouth, and then asked carefully: "Xiaotian? Xiaotian, it's really you!" Then she shook her head desperately: "This is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! Listen to my explanation!" She is a smart woman, and she knows that sometimes she won't admit her death, which is much more useful than accusing her of guilt.

An Xiaotian growled and said, "Explanation? Is there a ball to explain?"

He wanted to strangle the woman to death, but knew that he could not kill anyone and expose his whereabouts. He still had many things to do and needed a place to rest. So he stared at Yan Xiaomei hard: "Okay, I'll give you a chance to explain, but you have to be honest with me, otherwise I'll kill you!"

Yan Xiaomei nodded repeatedly!

"Walk!"

An Xiaotian lifted the boy on the ground, then asked Yan Xiaomei to take out the key from the latter, turned around and walked towards the boy's residence, and soon walked into another simple apartment with a shabby sofa, a large bed, a desk with a laptop, and a pair of torn stockings on the ground.

Jin Ping Mei is also playing on the computer.

Looking at the mess on the bed and the expensive stockings, An Xiaotian knew that the two had just finished trashing, and his blood and energy surged up uncontrollably. After finding a rope to tie the boy, he grabbed Yan Xiaomei who was dodging and slapped two big slaps without hesitation, with a sharp murderous intent: "Slutty, are you betraying me?"

Slap!

A crisp sound sounded, Yan Xiaomei's pretty face had two red marks, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, which showed how angry An Xiaotian was. Yan Xiaomei's eyes blinked and looked at An Xiaotian with a grievance. An Xiaotian roared: "Say, are you betraying me? If you don't tell the truth, I'll kill you!"

Yan Xiaomei covered her pretty face in pain, as if she couldn't believe it. After a while, she cried and shouted, "You ask me? Why do you ask me? What qualifications do you have to ask me? You disappeared for so long and didn't even have a message. You still come to ask me? If I don't look for a man, can you be a widow?"

"I cuckold you, I'm wrong, but you're more wrong!"

Yan Xiaomei became more and more angry as she spoke, and her voice became louder and louder. The cowardice and fear just now were wiped out: "Do you think giving me some money every month can make me happy and happy? What I want is not this, what I want is that you are with me more. If I really make money, I can find a richer man!"

She slapped An Xiaotian: "It's all your fault. You've seen it less than a few times a month. Many people have come over to cause trouble for me. Tonight, a gangster also came to you with guns. You said, how can I deal with it as a girl? If you are causing trouble outside and playing with women, don't you allow me to find a spiritual partner?"

"I'm sorry for you, you're even more sorry for me!"

Yan Xiaomei treated herself as a victim, looking heartbroken: "I stay alone in the empty room every day after get off work. I have to stay for twenty-eight days every month before I can see you. You don't allow me to call you. No, you don't even give me a phone call. Do you know how hard I endure every month?"

"You say I betrayed, and the people who look for you also say you betrayed. What qualifications do you have to say to me?"

Under Yan Xiaomei's series of questions, An Xiaotian felt that he was getting shorter inch by inch. Yes, he also betrayed the Southern Sect, and his mistake seemed to be even greater. Yan Xiaomei refused to give in and pushed An Xiaotian with her hand. A few of them happened to push An Xiaotian's wound: "Tell me!"

"Tell me!"

An Xiaotian groaned heavily, and the pain was unbearable again. Countless small stars were leaping in front of his eyes, his body was light and heavy, and then it was like a straw that was encountered by a hurricane. He fell backwards and made a huge sound. He was physically and mentally exhausted and injured by the Bodhisattva, and could no longer withstand the fatigue and fell to the ground.

Yan Xiaomei herself did not expect that the power of her pushing people would have such an amazing effect. The series of questioning sounds spewed out of her mouth was like being cut off by a sharp blade. She looked at her hand in disbelief, then looked at An Xiaotian lying on the ground, full of surprise, and then saw An Xiaotian's shoulder injured.

Yan Xiaomei bent down and looked at An Xiaotian who was unconscious on the ground. Her shoulder injury was as red as if she had been broken, and a rosy luster that she shouldn't have. Then she felt An Xiaotian's forehead was hot, and her breathing was light and heavy. After hesitating for a while, she took out her cell phone and entered the bathroom:

"Miss Ye——"

"The South Group is looking for An Xiaotian all over the world!"

Yan Xiaomei looked respectful: "He is here with me now!"
Chapter completed!