Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Nine o'clock in the evening the next day.

There was a **** G parked next to the Tisato Bridge. The model was cool and masculine. The main driver was a woman. In the evening, she wore sunglasses and a mask, covering her slap face tightly. Strictly.

She opened the window of the car and whistled outside.

After Dr. Taylor looked around, he walked over: "I've got you out, what about my family? Why don't you let them go?"

In the car, it was not Ms. Zhan Dongdong who had been "thoroughly buried".

She took off her sunglasses and smiled like crescent crescents: "You can see them tonight."

"You better not break your promise."

Even if she breaks her promise, who can do anything to her? Zhan Dongdong touched her car and asked casually: "Why did Su Qinghou shut the laboratory?"

"I don't know." The more you touch, the more Taylor feels this woman is dangerous. "Who are you?"

"Me?" She took off the mask and smiled at the car window, "Zhan Dongdong."

She closed the car window, stepped on the gas pedal, and the big G rushed away. The speed of the car was almost surging.

Tyler stood there for a while, wiping the cold sweat from his palms, and when he turned around, the strong headlights pierced his eyes without warning.

It was a red Maserati, driving out of the night.

The license plates are all zero.

No one in Pullman didn't recognize this license plate.

Dr. Taylor panicked: "Xiao, Xiao Zhiye."

The door opened, the feet came out first, the slender legs were wrapped in suit pants, the muscles were not exaggerated, but slender, followed by a poppy-matched face, the corner of the mouth was a little unpredictable smile.

"Taylor, you are brave."

Taylor knelt down with weak legs: "Master Xiaozhi forgive me, Master Xiaozhi forgive me."

He walked out of the strong light of the car lights, the outline of his side face was a little fuzzy, but his eyes were shining: "Where is that woman?"

Tyler's lips and teeth trembled: "She, she just left."

"Just left."

Su Qinghou murmured, his eyes focused on the distance.

Ah King asked for instructions: "Master, do you need me to send someone to chase?"

He has a playful tone: "No need."

Four hours ago.

Ah King found two things: the boyfriend in Zhan Dongdong’s profile did not exist at all, and her identity as a smuggler was fake; in addition, there was only one person named Zhan Dongdong in the Red Triangle, she was from the Hundred Gold Casino. Old Dong Zhan Jinping's niece. After Zhan Jinping's death, Zhan Dongdong inherited the inheritance, and she ranked ninth on Wangeli's wealth list.

One more thing, Zhan Dongdong loves cars like his life.

After Ah King finished the report, he guessed: "If Zhan Dongdong can enter the laboratory, someone must cover her."

Su Qinghou said nothing.

Ah Kun took a sentence: "Then why did she come to the laboratory?" The genetic experiment is not a joke, it will be fatal.

Su Qinghou got up and went out.

A King A Kun immediately followed.

"Little Zhiye, where are you going?"

He said that his tone was very light and he seemed to be in a good mood: "Planning the grave."

Sure enough, Zhan Dongdong's tomb was empty.

Su Qinghou also asked Taylor this question: "Why did Zhan Dongdong come to the laboratory?"

Four months ago, Zhan Dongdong approached Tyler and asked him to send her into the laboratory. Of course, Tyler also asked this question: "Because of her, she..." Tyler couldn’t say anything, "She has a crush on you and wants to come. Hook up with you."

Zhan Dongdong's answer at the time was: "I want to get Su Qinghou."

Of course, it is a lie.

Su Qinghou smiled and cursed: "Shit."

At one o'clock in the morning, Zhan Dongdong returned to the Zhanjia villa in Wangrili. Before her big G opened the gate, the courtyard gate opened and a white couple came out to greet her.

The man said: "Miss Zhan, you are back."

The lady asked again: "Do I need to prepare supper for you?"

The couple are servants of her villa.

Zhan Dongdong waved his hand and drove the car directly to the garage. The villa is not big, but the garage at the back is very large and can accommodate a hundred cars.

The garage is face recognition. After scanning her face, the door opens.

She looked up, stunned.

"Damn! Who stole my car?!"

In the garage, not a single car is left, her darling, her baby are all gone.

She is so addicted to cars.

Seven o'clock in the evening the next day.

Xiao Zhi Ye just finished his meal on the ninth floor of Dingzhi Building and took the special elevator to the 63rd floor.

Ah King had been holding back for a day, and he didn't vomit and said, "Lord, why don't we go to her?" The grave was planed, and then he did nothing?

"What kind of thing is she." Su Qinghou snorted, not in a bad mood, but his mouth was very mean, "Why should I look for her?"

Then why do you plan your grave!

Why steal a car! !

Ah Kun is more straightforward and doesn't understand men and women activities. He only knows how to fight and kill: "I always think this Zhan Dongdong has other purposes, Xiaozhi, should we act first?"

It is better to kill by mistake than to miss. This is Xiao Zhiye's consistent principle of doing things.

Su Qinghou turned her head and glanced faintly: "A King, seal his mouth, it's annoying."

Kun: "..."

He sealed it himself!

When he arrived in the bedroom, Su Qinghou put his hand on the doorknob and threw a sentence: "Don't follow me."

Ah King and Kun left silently.

Su Qinghou opened the door, entered the room, and then closed the door. He stretched out his hand and turned on the light.

The light and the woman's face smashed into his eyes almost at the same time, and at the same time, a knife hit his belly: "Where is my car?"

I haven't seen you in five days.

048.

Su Qinghou looked at the door, in a leisurely and lazy posture, not at all controlled by people's nervousness. He said, "It's exploded."

Exploded?

Zhan Dongdong is going to explode, and is going to explode: "Su Qinghou, you're **** sick! Those are all limited editions, you can't buy them!" Her heart hurts, her baby, her heart and soul Ahhhhh!

The woman in front of her is dressed in black, wearing a hat, and the t-shirt under her jacket is very short. When she raises her hand, she will reveal a small white waist.

This is her, with a knife in her hand and evil eyes.

Su Qinghou lowered his head and looked at the knife on his belly: "Zhan Jinping's niece died of illness six years ago. You are not Zhan Dongdong." He raised his hand and took off her hat. who are you?"

Who is she?

I don't know, since she remembered, she only had a killer number.

Zhan Dongdong hummed, still very angry: "You care who I am!"

"Okay, I don't care who you are." Su Qinghou moved forward with the tip of the knife directly on his body, his eyes forced her, "What is your purpose in approaching me?"

The knife in her hand withdrew when he leaned over. She tilted her head up, her neck is very slender, like a beautiful and proud peacock: "Because I like you."

Su Qinghou: "..."

She smiled more happily, took the knife away, and held his chin with the non-sharp end: "It's you, the car that blows up my baby can still stand here and talk to me, if someone else, I would Killed him."

Only him, can move her car, and her people.

A hand suddenly covered her waist, the temperature was a bit hot.

Zhan Dongdong shivered reflexively: "What are you doing?"

Su Qinghou leaned over: "Don't you like me?" He put his lips against her ear, his voice was sultry, "Don't move, let me touch it."

Zhan Dongdong: "..."

When his fingers touched her skin, she immediately became sober, and raised her hand and struck him.

But he moved faster and directly intercepted her wrist, pressed her against the door, put his other hand into her clothes, and touched the scar on her waist.

The scar was shot by a gun on a redwood wind boat.

"Sure enough, it's you." He took out his hand, and Zhan Dongdong's injury was not healed, so he snatched the knife easily. It was his turn to lift her chin with the knife, "Who asked you to come? kill me?"