Fang Qingqing vomited wildly again, and all the things in her belly were vomited, leaving only bitter gallbladder water.

More than ten minutes later, Fang Qingqing wiped off the stains on the corner of her mouth with a wet wipe, rinsed her mouth with mineral water, raised her hair, and looked at Zhang Shidong while facing Du Yuan. In addition to her pale face, she had returned to a normal state. Strong women all have a special aura that is difficult to understand and can perform exceptionally in special conditions.

Is Du Yuan excellent?

It is undeniable that as a grassroots phoenix man, he is fully qualified to enter the ranks of the best. With his own efforts, he graduated from a world-class prestigious university. He has the experience of starting from the bottom, has rich market experience and sufficient ability. His external conditions are not bad, he has no burden and is handsome, has a look that fascinates women, and is also the best companion for female heirs by large consortiums.

Fang Qingqing is not a casual woman, she can be a human being when she is casual. She is very picky. She is picky about men just like she is picky about dressing. She has a good appearance, money and power in her hands. The men she looks for on weekdays must be completely controlled by them. If there is a slight mistake, she will give up completely. Du Yuan's ambition and hatred made him lose himself, and began to conflict with Fang Qingqing's desire to control, and began to harm the interests of the group behind Fang Qingqing. It is a matter of time before she was abandoned.

Let go, that is, the past tense.

Faced with Du Yuan's only remaining strength to ask for help, Fang Qingqing was not cold, but really powerless. If she had the ability, she would not mind giving this man who had once had a way out for a life.

"Young Master Dong is really extraordinary and admires him."

"I also have to thank Young Master Dong for showing mercy, otherwise my little sister will be in trouble."

"Can you ask Mr. Dong to give up your hand?"

Fang Qingqing said a few words in succession, but Zhang Shidong ignored her, turned his head, with a dull gaze with a cruel smile, and kept staring at her. Although there was no focus in his eyes, Fang Qingqing knew very well that he was just looking at him, waiting for his performance. If his performance could not satisfy him, perhaps the next second, both sides would become enemies.

The poker man remained silent and secretly signaled Fang Qingqing's driver not to act rashly. Zhang Shidong, who was furious, has shown everyone his strength today.

Tonight, it is a strong wind. Being able to squat on the helicopter and accurately shoot at any position where he wants to shoot is shocking enough. Everyone has no fear of such people except fear. Either hide away from him or become his friends. It is painful to be enemies with such people. You need to be wary of the other party's powerful way of dealing with problems. You have designed a lot of people here, and someone comes out from there and beat you up and solve the problem. Who will consider squandering the verbal problem?

Although some people are talking about this matter today, or they don’t want Beihai to continue to fight, no matter what, Fang Qingqing must accept the favor and give Zhang Shidong an explanation to stop. The ones hanging on the wall are the best answers. Without explanation, can this matter end today? Death of these people is just an appetizer.

Fang Qingqing walked straight to Zhang Shidong, looked at his completely unfocused eyes, squatted down, and carefully wiped off the blood from Zhang Shidong's arm with a wet wipe beside him. Then, while Du Yuan was slightly widening his eyes and hung a living person on the wall, his fingers gently brushed between Zhang Shidong's crotch, with a charm and temptation, giving Du Yuan a back. The people on the wall could only see Zhang Shidong's back, and kicked the driver out of the warehouse with a playing card. He turned around, turned his back to the warehouse, and leaned against the warehouse door, and had an extra cigar in his hand.

Unbutton Zhang Shidong's belt, gently took off his pants and underwear, looking at the existence that was enough to be called a dragon even if he was sleeping, raised his head and gave Zhang Shidong a little woman a surrender expression. He lowered his head, his lips slightly parted, his fragrant tongue spread slightly, and his tongue tip passed through it...

Fang Qingqing could feel the changes in the man's body, and he tried harder to fully demonstrate the technology he could show, bet on the rich **, and serve the man in the humblest way like serving the king. When she first squatted down and knelt on his crotch, she still felt a little bit of dissatisfaction. But after she really started, she thought of every bit of this man, and suddenly realized that what she needed might not be controlling the man, but being controlled by a stronger man, standing behind him and worshiping his back.

Before the moment of the eruption came, Zhang Shidong's hands appeared with a crescent moon blade, which continued to rotate between his fingers, as if reflecting his adrenaline mood changes at this moment. Even Zhang Shidong at this moment still made the playing cards dare not turn back.

The moment when you look back is the arrival of a deadly moment.

Fang Qingqing completely pressed his head down, and his throat pressed down all the eruptions, and he could clearly hear some special seductive swallowing sound.

Then, he raised his head and slowly spit out, and gently cleared out all the residue from his tongue. Finally, he kissed him gently, put on his underwear, his pants, his belt, and stood up. The full charm and the flushing on his cheeks showed Fang Qingqing's physical reaction in this way. She was not pretending, but was really moved just now.

Zhang Shidong stood up and walked to Du Yuan, who was completely desperate and full of anger. His hands flew up and down, and pieces of flesh as thin as cicada wings scattered into the basin with the flying of the crescent moon blades. The gradually piled up pieces of flesh began to appear on Du Yuan's body, and his life form gradually began to disappear.

In the early morning, when Zhang Shidong left the factory, as he said, Du Yuan really became a specimen. The horror, anger and lingering hatred before his death were completely imprinted on his face. He stared at his eyes and cast a curse that I would not let you go even if I was a ghost.

Fang Qingqing, who was responsible for cleaning the battlefield, took his mobile phone and issued orders one by one, and took away the still alive people. After reading the playing cards, he shook his head secretly. Zhang Shidong had calculated the time and missed the best treatment time. These people could only be useless people, but they would not be alive if they were rescued.

Fang Qingqing issued an order to treat him at all costs, while playing cards secretly wiped their necks. This state makes them worse than death in life. Only dead people will shut up forever and will not become an obstacle.

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In Shangri-La's luxurious suite, Mi Nuonuo pinched his descendants through his pants when she saw Zhang Shidong: "That little slut has good skills, isn't it so comfortable to serve you?"

Zhang Shidong didn't avoid it, and directly pressed Mi Nuonuo to the corner of the wall, kissed her wet, and saw that she was about to burst out enthusiastically on the spot. Mi Nuonuo gently bit his tongue: "There is a difficult operation temporarily. Zhao Ya went to study and observe. I like this girl. Don't blame me for not reminding you. It can't satisfy us. Be careful that I will join her to play together."

"You dare!" Zhang Shidong grabbed the two hands twice with a very brick-shaped grip-dragon claw hand.

"Go to accompany you Xiao Yuyu. She is not bad. She can perform like this. Don't leave a shadow in her heart. I'll explain it. No one dares to bother Mr. Dong in a bad mood. Only I, a little girl, will work hard. Brother Dong, when you are in a good mood, don't forget to comfort your little lover. No need to spend more than ten times, I only need ten times." Mi Nuonuo pretended to be pitiful and charming, and Zhang Shidong hooked her chin and kissed her.

"Remember, it's ten consecutive times." Mi Nuonuo left the room with a smirk, leaving the space to Jiang Xueyu who was really scared. She knew that without Zhao Ya's performance, Jiang Xueyu would never have been so "excellent". The difference between a girl who grew up in a rich and elegant manner and a girl who had experienced ups and downs is here. It's not big and can be ignored. She also believes that if it's really time to choose between life and loyalty, Jiang Xueyu wouldn't have retreated at all.

There were advertisements for shopping on TV. All the lights in the house were lit. Jiang Xueyu, who was wearing a bath towel, was huddled in the quilt, put her hands on her arched knees, and her chin was on her. She was watching TV, but her mind was not there at all.

Seeing Zhang Shidong walking in, he raised his head and showed a faint smile on his lips: "Are you finished doing it? I'll put you bath water."

Zhang Shidong did not refuse Jiang Xueyu's usual behavior. He did not take a bath and just took a while. He washed away the bloody smell on his body. He left the bathroom naked, went to bed and hugged Jiang Xueyu, picked up the remote control, and adjusted to a channel that played urban life TV series in the early morning. He watched the actors on the TV making fun of it, leaning quietly on the bed, hugging Jiang Xueyu, and feeling the temperature of her cheeks pressing against her chest.

This place is calm. Jiang Xueyu needs such peace and passes the phone with his father. He listens to his always domineering father repeatedly apologizing. Jiang Xueyu doesn't know what he should react. After listening quietly, he takes a shower quietly, lay down quietly, and waits for Zhang Shidong's return.

Perhaps, this is her life. In the end, everything is just naked. You can lie down and sleep in a little bit. Everything else is a cloud. All you need is the other half who can hold you and accompany you.

Some people are fighting hard, while others are enjoying themselves.

Some people are saving their lives, while others are playing with fire and self-harm.

The lakeside was not peaceful this night, and the Pingjiang River was not peaceful this night.

Chen Yungui sat in the car, staring at the window on the third floor of the residential building that was connected to the building of the book city. He had already investigated it clearly that the cafe in the book city could directly lead to where the gentle woman who made him moved was in the room behind the window.
Chapter completed!