A black doctor from a certain American comic

Hilton Hotel.

Founder Conrad creates value for business and leisure travelers by establishing and maintaining the highest level of service in line with the famous "Conrad Service Culture" concept. The hotel rooms are comfortable and exquisite, the restaurant is noble and elegant, the fitness club is well-equipped, and the conference supporting facilities are high-end and complete.

It has fallen into the night, and the stars are like bright pearls, embedded in the sky, shining, dazzling and mysterious.

There was a pitter-pattering sound coming from the bathroom, and Murphy was playing with his cell phone!

Not long after flirting with Murphy, Miss Dilan chose to take the initiative and asked Murphy to go out and play the merry-go-round.

Europeans and Americans are all like this. When they see each other, they make a date, and when they lose the novelty, they break up. There is no sloppiness at all.

The woman in the bathroom is Dylan.

The pitter-pattering sound was so loud that it made him play with his mobile phone.

Listening to the noisy sound of running water in the bathroom, Murphy raised his eyes and glanced at the looming beauty in the bathroom, and shook his head helplessly.

Women and so on, where can I have fun with mobile phones!

After looking at the furnishings of the Hilton Hotel, Murphy sighed.

When he saw the Hilton Hotel, Murphy thought of Paris Hilton. When he thought of Paris Hilton, he thought of "One Night in Paris." In the second half of this year, the Sino-US co-production of "Journey to the West" will be officially launched. I will continue to play the role of the Monkey King. Sun Wukong, I will use the artistic image of the Monkey King to work hard to create a positive image, blossom both in style and style, and promote Chinese culture. I hope everyone can pay more attention to it.

Two blooms! Two blooms!

The bathroom door was pushed open, and a beautiful blonde girl walked out slowly wearing a bath towel.

She has fair skin, a tall figure, a curved front and back, and the fragrance of a fresh bath on her body, which is full of temptation.

Seeing Murphy's gaze, Dylan flipped up his hair and felt a little proud in his heart. Now you should realize my charm, right?

"By the way, what happened to the man you caught who robbed your things? Will he be strangled to death by some technology giant who was rescued from the sewer?" Murphy said with a faint smile, looking at the large swaths of Dylan's exposed white skin.

"You know?" Dilan smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't intentionally deceive you at the time. The main reason was that the employer's life safety was still threatened, and we couldn't possibly leak the information."

"I understand." Murphy smiled and nodded.

"But how did you know? This is our secret mission!" Dylan asked.

"There are not as many secrets in this world as you think. As long as a thoughtful person wants to investigate, many things are not difficult to investigate." Murphy shrugged.

"Oh." Dylan nodded confusedly.

But she also discovered that Murphy didn't seem to be an ordinary person.

"Have you found any traces during the investigation? Perhaps the kidnapping case was a scene directed by Noeri himself?" Murphy asked very abruptly.

"Why do you ask?" Dylan looked at Murphy in surprise.

"I just seemed to be a little interested in detectives recently, so I did some research. Sometimes the criminal is not the most suspicious person, but the least suspicious person. Sherlock Holmes said that if all impossibilities are eliminated, the remaining one will No matter how unbelievable it is, it is true." Murphy said: "I think it is very likely that Noeri will direct and act on his own."

"How is that possible?" Dylan frowned and said, "But what's the purpose of Noeri doing this? It won't do him any good!"

"Maybe he has some benefits, but you didn't find out?"

Murphy was giving crazy hints, but Miss Dilan couldn't understand it at all.

"But who can perform..." Miss Dilan looked strange and hesitated to speak.

"What's the performance?" Murphy asked curiously.

"Uh..." Dilan said with some embarrassment: "When we went to rescue him last night, wasn't he in the sewer? There were a lot of rats in there, and he accidentally let a rat get into his pants... And you should know that rats naturally love to drill holes, and they are known to be all-pervasive..."

Dylan was too shy to talk about what happened next, but Murphy already understood.

He also had a weird look on his face. He didn't expect that Noairi's sacrifice would be so great...

Therefore, Murphy could no longer proceed with the deduction of his crime, so he stopped going any further.

Next, Murphy and Dylan got down to business.

As the saying goes, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. A good night is too short to be wasted easily.

Under the pale moonlight, Murphy and Dylan kissed each other.

"Aren't we going a little too fast?"

"You think too much, this is already very slow."

“It seems we don’t know each other well enough!”

"Then we can start to understand it more deeply from now on."

"Um...Murphy, I am 21 years old, what about you?"

"I'm 25. I can wrap it around my waist twice, and it can be longer..." Murphy's hand has skillfully inserted into the collar of Dylan's bathrobe.

The next thing can be replaced by a song.

Sister, you sit on the bedside, and brother swims on the bed, loving and loving, swinging on the rope!

Well, here comes the knowledge point. "Dang Youyou" should be highlighted and tested!

Alex learned from Alex that Murphy had never had a girlfriend since elementary school, and of course he knew that Murphy was a scumbag.

But why would she choose Murphy?

This is the world. Bad men will attract women, and good men will attract haters. Don’t blame women for pursuing excitement, because peace will only make flowers wither.

Why do women like scumbags?

Because when you frown, he knows to be gentle; when you hum, he knows to keep pushing; when you tilt your head, he knows to kiss.

But straight men only know how to ask if they feel good? Is it big? Call it Ba Ba!

Throughout the entire process, Mo Fei was enthusiastic and skillful.

After nearly two hours of breathing, the room gradually died down.

In fact, Mo Fei can still continue. As he practices Xingyi Quan, his physical strength increases rapidly, and it is not a problem to fight for most of the day.

But Dylan couldn't do it, she was too tired, and Murphy had no choice but to let her go temporarily.

The sound of steady breathing could be heard in the room.

The night falls, and in the dark night, all the noise is far away, and the glitz is gone.

The mist that gradually rises cannot be dispersed by the cold wind at night.

It was close to 1 o'clock in the morning, and both Murphy and Dylan were fast asleep.

The door to their room was pushed open quietly, and undetectable footsteps moved forward, approaching their bedroom step by step.

The visitor quietly opened the bedroom door, holding a black T-945 pistol in his hand, already loaded.

Looking at Murphy and Dylan sleeping soundly in the room, he smiled evilly.

The danger-sensing instinct developed by practicing Xingyiquan constantly sent signals to Murphy, causing him to open his eyes suddenly - the black muzzle sprayed out bullets with rubbing sparks!