Siheyuan: Arrest sticks at the beginning, awaken the god-level system

Yang Jiefang still didn't answer, but looked at Qin Jingru from the corner of his eyes, and found that although the light was dim, he could still see the proud figure of the other party, especially this kind of vague feeling, which made Qin Jingru more beautiful and moving .

"No, I said why are you so rude? Staring at other lesbians, I wish I could shed tears on them! Just like those who haven't seen a woman in decades, I don't think it's embarrassing. Something happened. Just say, it’s okay, get out of here quickly!”

He Yuzhu was furious when he saw that Yang Jiefang was so anxious, especially his undisguised expression.

It's unbearable for this stranger to dare to stare at his woman like this!He also didn't care about repairing the car, and just wanted to ask about his height when he stood up.

As a result, after Yang Jiefang nodded in satisfaction, he quickly unleashed the military fist that had been integrated into his bone marrow. Under He Yuzhu's bewildered eyes, he straightened his elbow and hit He Yuzhu's body.

The great pain caused by the sudden attack made He Yuzhu bend down and let out a scream before he could stand up.

"Jingru, there are gangsters, you hurry to the outside of the alley and call for help, no, you run away!"

He Yuzhu felt as if his kidney had been shattered, he was sweating in pain, and the cigarette stuck next to his ear rolled to the ground, and was crushed by Yang Jiefang's feet. Just as he was about to resist, Yang Jiefang's right hand was dead in the next second He strangled He Yuzhu by the throat.

After controlling He Yuzhu, Yang Jiefang just wanted to take a look at Qin Jingru to save him from trouble, but Qin Jingru was so frightened that he squatted on the spot, holding his head and sobbing softly.

That's good, it saves me a lot of trouble, so I can concentrate on dealing with He Yuzhu, this bastard old tracker, it's fine if you say you usually lick the widow's ass in the factory, but you have to stretch your hand to your side.

If he doesn't teach him a lesson today, he probably doesn't know how many eyes Prince Ma has.

After all, He Yuzhu is a strong adult, and he still has a lot of energy. Although he was easily controlled, Yang Jiefang was not polite at all in order to prevent the other party from making a sound, and exhausted all his strength. Play in many places.

As a result, Yang Jiefang searched around and found that this guy is worthy of being a cook. He is as fat as a bucket, with fat everywhere. Delicately avoiding the vital points can maximize the pain without falling into a fainting state.

During the period, it was not that He Yuzhu had never thought of resisting, but how could he, an ordinary person who has not been trained, be the opponent of Yang Jiefang, an old oily man? .

"This, this, brother, brother, let me go, the money is gone, but there are still a few cloth tickets left, you take them and leave quickly, I will pretend that none of these things happened."

Spitting out the blood from his mouth in humiliation, He Yuzhu hugged Yang Jiefang's thigh with his remaining right hand and begged bitterly, his voice was heavy like a whimpering beast.

In his eyes, Yang Jiefang and him have lived a normal life, and the reason why he stopped him is probably for money, and seeing that this guy's face, mouth and nose are covered by his dress, he probably won't be able to catch him even if he reports to the police the next day .

People, after all, have to be aware of current affairs. Although there are not many cloth tickets left in the pocket, they are better than nothing. Maybe the other party is willing to let me go. Besides, if it is really impossible, isn’t there a bicycle? ?It's not your own anyway!

A well-maintained bicycle is definitely considered a huge fortune in this era, and it is estimated that any thief will be jealous.

He Yuzhu's abacus jingled, but he probably was too tired to imagine that the person who suddenly appeared from behind and beat him was the deputy chief of the security department, Yang Jiefang, who he often met with.

The purpose of beating him was not for money and wealth, but purely to vent his anger!So it was doomed that his pleading would be useless.

Eight minutes later, Yang Jiefang fastened his trouser belt, looked at He Yuzhu lying in a puddle of urine with disdain on his face, and found that this guy had been beaten to a bruise and his face was swollen, and his shouting became weak. Organized the clothes.

Then he looked at Qin Jingru who was trembling in the corner. After thinking about it, he still felt that he had to make a good impression on his future partner, even though they didn't know his true face under the hat and bandages.

Like He Yuzhu, Yang Jiefang had been lonely and widowed for decades. When he suddenly saw Qin Jingru, he was more or less excited. He didn't dare to go too far, so he took the opportunity to touch her little hand.

Qin Jingru saw the murderer who had just beaten He Yuzhu slowly walking towards him, he was panicked, thinking that the other party was rebellious, so he could only back away helplessly like a sheep, but behind him was a cold wall .

"You bastard, come at me if you have the ability, what kind of ability is bullying a lesbian! Coward!"

Seeing Yang Jiefang walking towards Qin Jingru, He Yuzhu, who was already on the verge of death, struggled to get up, but when he found that his body was not in control, he didn't know where he got the courage, so he opened his mouth and cursed.

When Yang Jiefang heard the movement behind him, he still didn't speak, but silently walked to He Yuzhu's side, looked at the other's crotch, stepped on him hard, and crushed him a few times with the heel of his foot.

He secretly said in his heart: "Now, without this thing, you stupid pig will probably never be bothered by Widow Qin again. I usually feel disgusted when I see you wanting to be licked by others in the factory. Today, I am tired and will help you!"

Yang Jiefang looked at He Yuzhu who was screaming like a pig, and sincerely felt that he would thank him in the future. Although the other party really wanted to kill him now, what did it matter?

The so-called authorities are obsessed, but bystanders are clear.

Without this thing to disturb people's mind, maybe He Yuzhu's life will be more nourishing if he gets rid of Widow Qin in the future?As for whether to stay or not, Xu Damao has been married for so many years and there is no future, don't the two of them often compete?Let's just compete in this aspect together...

"You, what did you do to Brother Zhuzi?"

Qin Jingru was like a frightened fawn. After being held by Yang Jiefang, a thick man, Qin Jingru felt a little more at ease after realizing that this guy hadn't been violent to him in the way he imagined.

Yang Jiefang exposed his voice and still didn't answer, but his [-]-year-old hang silk mentality was finally satisfied. After he found out that Qin Jingru's tender hands were indeed very different from his own calloused hands, he was already happy The snot is about to bubble.

If it wasn't for maintaining his own image, he would have happily turned around in small circles, touched and touched, and finally put the other's hand back into the clothes tube reluctantly. Yang Jiefang deliberately moved closer to Qin Jingru, like an idiot. The gauze kissed him hard on the face.

This relationship, He Yuzhu's inner world changed, his eyes were cracked, he seemed to forget the pain all over his body, and wanted to stand up and teach him a lesson, but in the end he could only roll in the urine stains like a maggot come and go.

After Yang Jiefang kissed him, he also knew that it was time to leave. He understood the truth of the long flow of water. He wandered around and saw that no one noticed the movement here, so he slowly left the place that He Yuzhu regretted for the rest of his life.

After many years, the hunched and bony elderly He Yuzhu still recalls this scene in his nightmares, and every time he wakes up from the dream, the bed is completely drenched...