At nine o'clock in the evening, Yan Qingyan turned off the lights in the living room after returning home, turned around and entered the bedroom, slamming the door.
After ten minutes, the bedroom light was turned off.
On the road below the apartment building, Zhu Peng, who was squatting in the shadow of the corner, looked around, got up, walked across the road, and entered the apartment building.
Two minutes later, he was already standing outside door 702 on the seventh floor and took out a key.
Since Yan Qingyan and Zhu Peng separated, Yan Qingyan moved to this new residence, but she had no idea that Zhu Peng had already obtained the key to her door.
Click!
The door opened slightly, Zhu Peng slipped in, closed the door with his backhand, and touched his left hand from behind his waist, revealing a pistol with a silencer in his hand.
Ever since he got the news that he was captured by Fang Yidao's men, he swore that he would kill Yan Qingyan before escaping from the plain!
Of course, before killing him, he would make Yan Qingyan understand what life is worse than death!
Tiptoeing to the bedroom door, he gently turned the handle and opened the door.
The room was dark, with only the sound of Yan Qingyan's soft breathing.
Click!
Zhu Peng turned on the light and was stunned.
On the bed, Yan Qingyan, neatly dressed, was sitting on the bedside, looking at him coldly!
"Hey, you are indeed prepared." Zhu Peng came back to his senses and raised the gun in his hand, "Did you see it?"
"You...what do you want to do?" Yan Qingyan still remained calm, but her true mood could be heard from her slightly trembling voice.
"Do this!" Zhu Peng sneered, suddenly strode over, raised his hand and fired two shots at the closet.
Yan Qingyan screamed: "You...what are you doing!"
Zhu Peng smiled evilly and said, "You think I don't know if you are hiding here?" He opened the closet door and was stunned.
There were only all kinds of women's clothes in the closet and no one was there at all.
Zhu Peng glanced back, then suddenly lay down on the ground and peeked under the bed.
Yan Qingyan said in a trembling voice: "What on earth are you doing?"
Zhu Peng frowned and climbed up. He couldn't find any other hiding places, so he turned to look at Yan Qingyan: "Where are the people?"
"Wha...who is this person?" Yan Qingyan's face changed slightly.
"That one named Wen Yan!" Zhu Peng grabbed her clothes and said viciously, "If you don't tell me, I'll kill you!"
"You...how do you know...know about Wen Yan?" Yan Qingyan was surprised.
"I'm asking you!" Zhu Peng yanked and tore off half of her clothes, revealing her white shoulders and half of her plump breasts.
Yan Qingyan screamed and shrank towards the head of the bed. Her panic expression and half-covered ### only made her more tempting.
Zhu Peng swallowed his saliva and said with an evil smile: "How long has it been since I fucked you?"
How could Yan Qingyan not see what he was thinking? She huddled on the bedside and said in panic: "You...what are you waiting for!"
Zhu Peng said unexpectedly: "Ah? What?"
Could this woman be more impatient than herself?
Unexpectedly, at this moment, someone above his head suddenly smiled: "Wait for him to say more, but it seems that he doesn't want to say it anymore."
Zhu Peng looked up in shock and saw a gentle man with glasses spread out his hands and feet, leaning on the wall in a corner of the ceiling, clinging to him like a gecko. Who else could he be if he wasn't Wen Yan?
At this moment, Wen Yan let go of his hands, fell to the ground, stood up easily, and walked towards Zhu Peng, who was five steps away.
Zhu Peng retreated hurriedly and raised his hand to shoot.
Wen Yan suddenly accelerated, passing the distance between them in an instant, and grabbed the pulse of the opponent's right wrist.
Zhu Peng lost control of his entire right hand in an instant and watched as Wen Yan slowly took down the gun.
"Two choices, one is to be killed by me," Wen Yan let go of his hand and said gently, "the other is to tell me who gave you the news, and I will let you live."
Zhu Peng took two steps back while holding his numb right hand. Seeing that Wen Yan was not pointing a gun at him, he gave a loud shout and rushed over.
Wen Yan gave the opponent a long kick, hitting him right in the lower abdomen.
Peng!
Zhu Peng came and went back, hit the window sill, screamed in pain, covered his lower abdomen, and fell to the ground.
Wen Yan threw the gun aside, walked over slowly, leaned over and grabbed Zhu Peng's right ankle, exerting force.
Click!
As Zhu Peng screamed, his right ankle was crushed.
"Do it again and tell me your choice." Wen Yan still squeezed his ankle with a smile on his face.
Zhu Peng felt a sharp pain coming from the pinched area. He struggled desperately but to no avail. He finally couldn't bear it anymore: "I...I said! It's...it's...it's a strange phone call. The person is suing...ah...
...Tell me that Fang Yidao wants to arrest me, and... and that you will wait... for me in this woman's room..."
Wen Yan's heart moved and he let go of his hand: "How old does that person sound?"
"He's a...middle-aged man..." Zhu Peng actually cried, "It hurts...it hurts me to death!"
Wen Yan was silent.
Could the mysterious person who once pointed Long Lingzong to find him be the same person as this guy?
laugh!
A soft sound popped up!
Zhu Peng's screams of pain stopped instantly!
Wen Yan turned his head in shock and saw Yan Qingyan holding a pistol in his hand, tears already rolling down his face.
Snap!
As soon as the jade hand was released, the pistol fell to the ground. Yan Qingyan's feet softened and she sat down on the bed, unable to hold back her tears any longer.
Looking at Zhu Peng on the ground, he had been shot in the left chest and blood was dripping down his face. His eyes seemed to be unbelievable that he was actually killed by her. His eyes were wide open and he had died.
Wen Yan raised his eyes and felt a slight cold sweat on his forehead.
He also never expected that Yan Qingyan would actually pick up a gun and kill someone, causing him to become a dishonest person.
But hearing her sobbing, Wen Yan felt soft, returned to her and helped her up.
Yan Qingyan hugged him fiercely and cried sadly: "He is a beast!"
Wen Yan felt the exposed half of her breasts squeezing his breasts, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, he is dead and will never hurt you again."
Yan Qingyan cried louder, burying her head deeply into his chest, which was not broad, and her tears soaked his clothes in an instant.
Wenyan can't help but feel embarrassed.
Seeing this, she couldn't stop crying for a while.
Unexpectedly, as soon as this thought came to his mind, Yan Qingyan suddenly raised his head, and her soft and cold lips kissed him directly.
Wen Yan's eyes suddenly widened.
flutter!
Yan Qingyan threw Wen Yan down on the bed and kissed her like a hot sun.
Wen Yan remembered the last time he treated her, and his heart felt hot. He actually reacted faintly, was startled, and hurriedly pushed her away from his mouth: "Sister Yan! Don't be impulsive!"
"I do!" Yan Qingyan's tear-stained face was already flushed. Before he could react, she kissed him again, pulling with her two jade hands, skillfully taking off his clothes.
"Damn it!" Wen Yan groaned, without any scruples, he turned over and pinned her down, "You asked for this!"
The sound of clothes breaking kept resounding, and for a while the spring tide surged in the bedroom.
Under the window sill, Zhu Peng looked at the live erotic palace on the bed with his eyes closed, and the blood gradually spread under his body.
What would he think if he knew that his ex-girlfriend and another man did this in front of his dead body?
…
Ding ding ding ding…
A rapid alarm sounded.
On the bed, Wen Yan woke up and sat up.
Yan Qingyan, who was still entangled with his body, was immediately pushed aside and woke up.
Wen Yan reached out and took the alarm clock over and took a look at it.
What the hell!
It’s almost nine o’clock!
Yan Qingyan next to her opened her sleepy eyes and said, "What's wrong?"
Wen Yan pressed the alarm switch, looked back at her, and was paused when he was about to speak.
At this time, Yan Qingyan was lying on her back like the character "big" written in cursive. If it were normal times, this posture could only be called "indecent", but now she was completely naked and had no body parts.
The secret parts are displayed in front of Wen Yan without any concealment!
In an instant, the heat in Wen Yan's lower abdomen exploded, and the natural male reaction immediately appeared.
Yan Qingyan's eyes just fell on his abdomen, she woke up instantly, screamed, and said in a panic: "No... no!"
Wen Yan smiled evilly, put the alarm clock back on the bedside, turned over and pressed her down: "You said no in the middle of the night last night, why don't you still do it?"
"This time... I really can't do it!" Yan Qingyan's cheeks turned red and she wanted to push him away, but found that her whole body was weak.
Amid the mood swings last night, she couldn't control her passion and took the initiative to have fun. Who knew that her gentle and gentle words were unexpectedly "brave" to her, and the whole night, she was in a state she had never enjoyed before.
Under the extreme pleasure, I didn't stop until four o'clock in the morning and fell into a deep sleep.
In the past, when she was with Zhu Peng, this guy could only hold on for half an hour, but now she realized that compared with Wen Yan, he could only be considered a scumbag.
But the price of a night of love was that even though she rested for five hours, she still could not recover her physical strength and became weak all over.
Wen Yan was "fired", so how could he give up? Just as he was trying to start another fight, Yan Qingyan suddenly screamed, and her delicate body was visibly shaken.
"What's wrong?" Wen Yan stopped.
"He... what should he do?" Yan Qingyan looked at the window sill and said tremblingly.
Wen Yan looked over and immediately met Zhu Peng's dead eyes, and his whole body froze.
Damn!
I was watched by this guy all night!
…
At ten o'clock in the morning, Wen Yan returned to Xinxing Community.
For the time being, he arranged for Yan Qingyan to stay in a hotel. He called Fang Yidao and asked him to help dispose of the Yan family's bodies and guns.
Of course, he only said that he killed the person himself, and did not tell Yan Qingyan.
Ask yourself, under those extreme circumstances at that time, Yan Qingyan, who had been treated like that before, would probably not be able to help but kill Zhu Peng. Now, although Yan Qingyan did not tell him clearly, it was still his
She is a woman, of course he has to protect her.
However, Yan Qingyan could no longer go to work in the company today. Wen Yan called Michelle directly and suspended the interview for one day while he came back to deal with his affairs.
At Li Rui's house, after giving Xiao Ling today's massage, Wen Yan covered him with a thin quilt and remained silent.
The young man was a little uneasy and said, "Uncle Wen, is my illness serious?"
Wen Yan smiled and said softly: "No, I just encountered a small obstacle. Don't worry, I promised to save you, so I won't give up halfway."
Xiaoling said "hmm", closed her eyes, and fell asleep quickly.
Wen Yan gently held the frame of the mirror.
He has been doing follow-up treatment for Xiao Ling these days, but strangely, Xiao Ling's recovery is very slow, far from improving like the first day.
Moreover, he could feel that Xiaoling's pulse energy, which had just recovered a little, seemed to be gradually stagnant, making it difficult to circulate normally and recover on its own.
This condition will improve after he undergoes massage, but when he undergoes treatment again the next day, he will return to the condition before treatment.