Chapter 125: Did you get it last night?

After Wang Zhishui found the motorcycle, he tentatively gave a call to Xuan Dawei, but he did not expect it to pass.

"What's the end of the game? I told you... I explained to me...useless..."

Wang Zhishui heard that Xuan Da was drunk and asked: "Where are you? I will pick you up!"

"I need you to pick up? I just died in this club... but I am deserving of it..."

When Wang Zhishui heard the words "club", he instantly remembered the night when he first met Xuan Dawei, and he bought the club next to the drunk bar. If you don’t say anything, you drive straight into the past. The front of the motorcycle is open, although it is already in May, the temperature at night is still very low. When Wang Zhi came out in the afternoon, he wore less clothes. When the temperature dropped, the cold wind screamed into the shirt, shrank his neck and shrugged his shoulders, and he was frozen like a grandson. Simply not frozen, Wang Zhishui went to find Xuan Dawei.

This time he changed his face to Xuan Dawei. Although others are thin and short, they have worked hard and are still a little bit hard. Moreover, Xuan Dawei’s head was pulled over Wang Zhishui’s shoulder, giving him an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

In this way, Wang Zhishui suddenly wanted to sensationally. He did not intend to open the door to send Xuan Dao to go home. Instead, he carried him on his way and regained the fate of leaving "good memories" to each other. road.

Unfortunately, Wang Zhishui greatly overestimated his physical fitness.

After walking less than two miles, Wang Zhishui began a three-step break, five steps and one stop. After a few hundred meters of biting his teeth, he began to scream and sway. Looking back on my own rough experience, with the persistent belief and perseverance in my heart, I have hardened more than 200 meters, and my willpower is not good. Struggling less than a hundred meters with the so-called true love, true love is also nonsense.

What? It’s still impossible to get through at least a dozen times the distance.

Returning to the original road? Was the paragraph just white back?

Just thinking, Xuan Dawei suddenly muttered on Wang Zhishui’s shoulder.

"The last time I actually admit you wrong... I even recognized you as the grandson of Wang Zhishui..."

I am grass! Big Brother, I have no strength, can you force me to throw you on the road? Wang Zhishui angered and angered the Xuan Dawei for a while, or put Xuan Da on his back.

The road to go back is even more difficult. Wang Zhishui is not cold at all, and the sweaty beads are rolling down. It is not sensational or romantic. If you don’t move, you will directly take Xuan Da to the ground and rest on it. Later, the shoulders could not be lifted, and the two scorpions of Xuan Dawei were dragged directly on the ground. After working hard for more than an hour, Xuan Da was recited to the side of the motorcycle.

Wang Zhishui's belly: Really **** eggs, this time to take the time, driving in the morning is not stronger than what?

Because Wang Zhishui’s temporarily rented house is closer than Xuan’s family, Wang Zhishui has pulled Xuan Dawei to his own home in order to save some money, a farmhouse that raises chickens and raises pigs and grows vegetables.

Lying in bed, Xuan Dawei was still smashing.

"My youth... is it so buried... I have been blank for a few years... My heart is still at the age of seventeen or eight... Summer demon... I have always been a buddy, my... "

Wang Zhishui looked at him sympathetically. "You are really a kind of love."

Xuan Dawei forcibly bound Wang Zhishui’s wrist and slammed his face into his face.

"I am going to kill you... let you talk to a man..."

Wang Zhishui suddenly remembered the classic bridge section of the idol drama. The male owner would admit the wrong person when he was drunk, and then Xiao San took advantage of this opportunity to confuse the truth. On the second day, he was asked by the male lord to be responsible. Since Xuan Dawei has already admit his mistake, it is better to count it. Although Wang Zhishui is not crazy about Xuan Da, it is still there. Think about the life of the Jinyi jade food in the future. Wang Zhishui feels that it is worthwhile to treat such a small chrysanthemum that has been smashed for more than 20 years.

As a result, the clothes were taken off and the atmosphere was rendered. Xuan Dazhao actually recognized Wang Zhishui at this time.

"Oh... Wang Zhishui... Right?"

Wang Zhishui hates to bite his teeth. When you look at you, you don't recognize me. When you swear, you didn't recognize me. Now you recognize me! ! !

The Emperor continued to show his strength in the bones, his eyes became sharp, his chin was slightly picking, and his look looked proudly at Xuan Dawei. He said, "You see it clearly, I am Xia Yao!"

"Install, you reload, I told you, I will recognize the demon as you, but will not recognize you as a demon."

"What?"

"Because you don't have that hard condition."

Wang Zhishui hates to grind his teeth, OK! Look down on me, right? You wait……

After Xuan Dawei became obsessed with sleep, Wang Zhishui sneaked open the door and went out. This time it was already three nights, and the landlord was already asleep. Wang Zhishui touched the chicken coop with a light road, and immediately caught a hen, twisting his neck and smashing it under the window of his room.

"I can't help it. Whoever made you such a thousand people riding a million people can only use your blood to open the way for the happiness of Laozi..." After a fierce knife cut on the chicken neck, The result was not enough, and the chicken did not die and mourned.

The light in the landlord's room suddenly turned on, and Wang Zhishui quickly ran back to the room along the window. As a result, the hen in the hand did not hold it, and slammed into the bed, playing on the Xuan Dazhao, bloody, and the chicken feathers scattered.

Xuan Dawei woke up in an instant and could not help but startled.

"What happened? Where is the chicken?"

Wang Zhi jumped to catch the chicken under the water, and finally caught it. The knife went down and the whole chicken head fell.

Xuan Dawei was just a wake-up call, and it took a while to fall asleep.

After Wang Zhishui took the chicken blood, he smashed it twice in the depth of his own chrysanthemum, and wiped it on the sun of Xuan Da. There was no need for the sheets, and the hen had already sprinkled a bed of "Enze" before he died.

It’s just that the chicken feathers in this room are really a headache.

Wang Zhishui was busy with the big half-stay, cleaned the chicken feathers, wiped the blood on the ground, and threw the house's stolen goods together with the dead chicken into the nest of the next-door watchdog. The evidence was completely destroyed. Then, panting back to Xuan Dawei. Just about to close his eyes, Xuan’s cell phone rang. Wang Zhishui took a look and saw a text message that Xia Yao secretly sent, asking where Xuan Dawei is now.

Wang Zhishui’s heart moved and told Xia Yao the address.

When Yuan Lunggang left, Xia Yao could not wait to rush to the rented house of Wang Zhishui. It took nearly an hour to find the right place. When Xia Yao pushed the door in, the landlord was standing next to the chicken coop: "Whose dog is special to take a chicken in our house?"

Xia Yao asked politely: "Wang Zhishui is living here?"

The landlord is still immersed in the sorrow of the lost chicken. Hearing this is only a perfunctory reference to Xia Yao, he continues to refer to the mulberry.

Xia Yao knocked on the door, Wang Zhishui pretended not to hear, Xuan Da was asleep and died. Xia Yao saw that the door was unlocked, and he pushed the door open. Seeing the scene in the room, Xia Yao was struck by lightning.

The blood stains on the sheets were all over, and the scene of the crime was too fierce. The blood marks on the waters of Wang Zhishui’s chrysanthemums all went to the ass. The yang of Xuan Datun was even more terrifying. It was simply made of blood! For Xia Yao, a big detective, the backbone of the Interpol Brigade, I don’t think that it’s impossible to solve the case at all.

Xuan Dawei felt an unusual breath, woke up in an instant, and swept his eyes with his eyes, unable to hold his breath. Looking back at Xia Yao, who was at the door, his head blew open.

"This... what happened?"

How can Xia Yao not understand how this can happen to Xuan Dazhao and Wang Zhishui?

"Is it a hidden person? You **** me to look at me!"

Xia Yao turned away, Mom, I didn’t sleep for a night, just to see this early in the morning!

Xia Yao has been away for a few minutes, and Xuan Dawei has only come back to his eyes, his eyes are sweeping under his eyes, and then he looks at Wang Zhishui’s ass, and the bed is full of evidence of evil. This time, the evidence of the people is completely undeniable. room.

He tried to shoot Wang Zhishui with his hand.

Wang Zhishui opened his eyes in a difficult way, so he said weakly: "Don't touch me, I am all under my body... hurt..."

When Xuan Dazhen was annoyed and tangled, he suddenly swept the chicken feathers on the side of the pillow.

"Hey? Where is the chicken feather?"

Wang Zhishui’s heart sighs, how can there be a fish that leaks?

Xuan Daxuan turned to Wang Zhishui, and his doubtful eyes fixedly stared at him. The heart of Wang Zhishui seemed to stop. Until the atmospheric pressure in the room dropped to a negative number, Xuan Dawei opened.

"You prototyped last night?"

Wang Zhishui, "..."