Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

When Han Sen went out with Nietzsche, the sky was still not completely white, but the sky was full of snowflakes like goose feathers. The dim street lamps stood silently on the edge of the prison's courtyard wall, and the white snowflakes were shining in the pale golden light drifting.

Han Sen turned his head and saw Nietzsche in a long black coat quietly immersed in the light, and white snowflakes fell on his bright red hair.

"Boss!!"

Hearing someone's shout suddenly, Han Sen looked over and saw three black limousines parked silently in front of the prison door. Seeing Nietzsche come out, the doors of the three cars opened quickly. Zuo stepped out of the car in the middle, and walked towards Nietzsche quickly. A group of men followed behind Xia Zuo.

Nietzsche stood there expressionless, seeing Xia Zuo and the others approaching, he spread his legs and walked towards Xia Zuo and the others.

"Let's go."

Nietzsche turned his head and said to Han Sen in a low voice, and Han Sen followed.

"Boss."

Knowing that Nietzsche was going to be released on parole for two days, Xia Zuo knocked everything out and waited impatiently for Nietzsche to come out.

Before dawn this morning, Xia Zuo drove out of his apartment early, waking up the other brothers. At that time, it was still dark, Xia Zuo urged them to drive three cars to the prison in Rome. Stand guard at the door.

I was too impatient to call Nietzsche, so I could only go to the front of the prison and smoke cigarettes to pass the time.

The guard on night duty in the police room outside the prison looked at them nervously, staring nervously at Xia Zuo, who kept walking around with a bad expression—he was a notorious thug in Rome. Few of the police officers don't know him.

"Boss!"

Walking over through the thick snow, Xia Zuo stood in front of Nietzsche, his big red phoenix eyes stared straight at the man in front of him, a layer of mist quickly accumulated in his eyes stand up.

"Boss."

"Boss."

"..."

Now the men behind Xia Zuo bowed to Nietzsche.

Nietzsche nodded, raised his hands with black leather gloves and patted Xia Zuo's shoulder standing in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Get in the car first."

After speaking, Nietzsche turned around and walked straight towards the car not far away.

"Ok!"

Xia Zuo nodded, grinned knowingly at Nietzsche, showing his glistening teeth, then quickly stuck to Nietzsche's side and walked towards the car not far away.

Han Sen looked at Xia Zuo who was attached to Nietzsche, and followed him silently.

Nietzsche stopped in front of the car in the middle, the driver opened the door, and Nietzsche stooped into the back seat of the car.

"come over."

Nietzsche waved and signaled Han Sen to sit beside him, and Han Sen bent down and sat in.

"Boss, I want to sit next to you~"

Xia Zuo blinked at Nietzsche, and looked at Nietzsche's face eagerly.

Nietzsche raised his head, pulled his lips slightly, then nodded and said, "Come here, Xia Zuo."

Xia Zuo quickly sat in and pressed his body tightly against Nietzsche's body.

"Okay! We can go back!"

Xia Zuo poked his head out of the window and gave a loud reminder. The three cars began to drive slowly. Nietzsche was sitting in the middle car, and the front and rear cars provided protection. These cars looked no different from ordinary cars. , In fact, it is a fully armed armored vehicle, the glass installed around it is bulletproof, and the steel plates are also double-layer reinforced.

"Boss, I miss you so much!"

When the car started to drive, Xia Zuo turned his head, hugged Nietzsche's arm suddenly, and looked straight at Nietzsche.

Han Sen silently glanced at Xia Zuo, and saw that Xia Zuo's sissy face was always facing Nietzsche. There was a smile in the charming Danfeng eyes, and the slender eyebrows were raised slightly.

Nietzsche still had no expression on his face, he just turned his head to look at Xia Zuo, and then asked coldly, "Is everything ready on your side?"

Xia Zuo smiled and nodded,

"Boss, that old bastard probably knows what you might do to him recently, so he takes bodyguards everywhere now, but we bought his private secretary and checked his itinerary. There is a problem. By the way, I have already cleaned up your villa myself, everything is ready, and I am waiting for you to come back~,"

Talking next to Nietzsche, Xia Zuo's voice became more and more intimate, his palms gently slid up Nietzsche's thighs silently, and he turned his face to look straight at Nietzsche's tightly pursed red lips.

Xia Zuo narrowed his eyes slightly, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked his lips lightly. The whole person looked very different from Han Sen in normal times. He was not cold and aggressive. He stayed by Nietzsche's side. Xia Zuo, the whole person looks more and more sweet and greasy.

Han Sen looked at Xia Zuo out of the corner of his eyes, but he was still sitting upright beside Nietzsche, with no expression on his face, his hands spread out on his knees.

"You did a good job, Xia Zuo."

Nietzsche turned his face to the side, and the faint expression on his face remained unchanged. He stretched out his finger, picked Xia Zuo's chin, and met his sticky gaze.

"Boss..."

Xia Zuo opened his lips slightly, called Nietzsche sweetly, and boldly stretched out his palm to the place under Nietzsche's belt. He knew that Nietzsche liked the way he flirted with him in private, thinking that tonight might be What happened, Xia Zuo's eyes were full of anticipation, and Nietzsche's heart was beating against him.

Nietzsche reached out and squeezed Xia Zuo's chin, Xia Zuo looked at Nietzsche with an expectant expression, Nietzsche looked straight at Xia Zuo, bowed his head and kissed Xia Zuo together.

"Well……"

Xia Zuo hummed softly, with an unusually happy expression.

Nietzsche would still kiss Xia Zuo, Han Sen thought lightly, but there was no trace of expression on his cautious face.

Xia Zuo stretched out his hands and embraced Nietzsche's neck with infatuation, and kissed Nietzsche's lips forcefully, making a faint sound of water stains flowing.

For this man, Xia Zuo is willing to give everything, as long as he can always be by his side.

After a while, Xia Zuo came down from Nietzsche's lips, then slowly knelt down in front of Nietzsche, untied Nietzsche's belt, buried his head in, and his movements seemed very skillful.

Nietzsche smiled silently, stretched out his hand and touched Xia Zuo's head, as if to encourage him, Xia Zuo kept moving more and more.

Not long after, Nietzsche pressed the back of Xia Zuo's head violently, and slammed into his body a few times. Xia Zuo swallowed the thing willingly, and then lifted the With a pretty face, she looked at Nietzsche with a smile, and licked her lips.

"Boss, are you satisfied with me?"

Xia Zuo tidied Nietzsche's clothes and hung them on Nietzsche's shoulders, his cheeks flushed.

Nietzsche tore off the gloves still on his hands and handed them to Han Sen, then stretched out his slender fingers and gently pinched Xia Zuo's chin, "Very good."

Xia Zuo smiled softly, with a sticky expression on his face.

Han Sen sat with you expressionless, his eyes still looking straight ahead, the right hand on his knee, tightly clenched together, the knuckles were slightly white.

They drove all the way to Nietzsche's villa in the suburbs. When they entered the door, the lunch had been prepared in advance, and the extremely rich food had been placed on the long granite dining table covered with white floral tablecloth in the middle of the villa. Everything in the place looks orderly, unlike a place where no one has lived for a long time.

Father and mother died early in the underworld struggle, Nietzsche.There are no immediate relatives in Lutheran's family. Those distant relatives were originally afraid of Nietzsche's reputation for killing countless people and committing crimes, so they rarely wanted to take the initiative to contact Nietzsche. After Nietzsche was imprisoned, they were even more afraid to contact him. up.

You know, Nietzsche doesn't seem like a man who is easy to get close to, and it is indeed the case. As we all know, Nietzsche is a cold-faced and cold-blooded man.

"Boss, do you want to eat something?"

Xia Zuo asked concerned.

Nietzsche waved his hand and said:

"No, I've already had breakfast, and I'm going to sleep again. Xia Zuo, take Han Sen to watch Charlie. Tonight, Han Sen will deal with that old bastard himself, and the others will stay here Show me the door."

After finishing speaking, Nietzsche stood on the stairs, stretched out his hand to brush his hair, and looked straight at Han Sen with dark green eyes, "Are you right? Han Sen."

Han Sen stood under the stairs and bowed respectfully to Nietzsche,

"Yes, you are right, Herr Nietzsche."

Nietzsche glanced at Han Sen indifferently, turned around and walked upstairs, walking towards his bedroom with both legs.

"Okay, let's go."

Xia Zuo looked at Han Sen displeasedly, then turned and walked out. Han Sen looked at Xia Zuo's back expressionlessly, and then walked out.

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It was snowing heavily outside, Xia Zuo got into the car, Han Sen followed silently, and sat down beside Xia Zuo.

It doesn't take too many people to kill a person, and the more people there are, the more it will be counterproductive.As long as everything is arranged properly in advance, then there will be no major problems.

And Xia Zuo has always been courageous and resourceful in doing things, so Nietzsche sent Xia Zuo to wish Han Sen a helping hand.

You know, although Xia Zuo is good-looking, he has never been an embroidered pillow, but has always been exceptionally shrewd and capable, which is why Nietzsche has kept him by his side so far.

Moreover, Xia Zuo has always been devoted to Nietzsche. If Nietzsche ordered Xia Zuo to die, he would definitely carry out this order without hesitation and without reason.

Xia Zuo started the car and drove out of the villa. The car walked slowly along the road from the suburbs to the city.

The two of them didn't speak in the middle, because of Nietzsche's relationship, Xia Zuo has always been very upset with this Chinese kid, and he has been silently waiting for the day when Nietzsche gets tired of playing with him.

When that day comes, Xia Zuo secretly swears that he will definitely use the world's cruelest lynching to torture this inferior bastard who slept with Nietzsche to death.

Xia Zuo is such a vicious man, or in other words, sometimes he is more like a crazy jealous woman.

And Han Sen didn't mean to talk to Xia Zuo at all. On this point, the two had a surprisingly tacit understanding. If you ignore me, then I won't bother to talk to you.

The car soon arrived in the urban area, and Xia Zuo stopped by the side of the stairs of the court building. Xia Zuo parked the car in the middle of a row of cars, so that it would not appear abrupt when driving out to follow.

Xia Zuo raised his wrist to look at the time, and said to Han Sen with a serious expression:

"Right now Charlie is in the courthouse office, at 09:30, he's going to meet with the mayor to discuss some issues, maybe have lunch at the mayor's house, and in the evening, go back to meet his mistress , we will wait to kill him in his mistress's garden at night."

Now when it comes to the tasks assigned by Nietzsche, Xia Zuo started to talk to Han Sen. Xia Zuo is wiser, he knows that personal feelings must be separated from the tasks assigned by Nietzsche.

Han Sen nodded:

"We'll just have to keep an eye on him now, shall we?"

Xia Zuo gave a low hum, and then found a "Playboy" magazine in the car, and then found a color photo in the middle of the magazine and handed it to Han Sen, "This is Charlie, this The damn bastard is a judge, dare to hit our boss's attention, and make trouble with our boss, but from this moment on, he is a dead man."

Xia Zuo opened his mouth and smiled, showing his white teeth. While flipping through the magazine in his hand, he stared intently at the amazingly sized tits of the women on the coloring pages, and then continued with a deadpan expression: "Listen, this time is your task. I just followed the boss's instructions and brought you here. You are the one who needs to complete the task. You'd better keep an eye on that bastard yourself."

"no problem."

When it came to Nietzsche's question, Han Sen also nodded seriously, looked carefully at the photo in his hand, raised his wrist to check the time, then leaned on the car seat, put his hands on his knees, and Stare straight at the gate of the courthouse.

Xia Zuo sat beside Han Sen and flipped through the magazines in his hand. He seemed to have shown great interest in those women. Han Sen gave Xia Zuo a sideways look, thinking that he was no different from the rambunctious women in the magazines.

At [-]:[-], Han Sen saw Charlie in a black coat coming out of the courthouse, holding a large black umbrella with a straight handle in his hand, followed by a man in a brown coat, who should be a bodyguard.

"Okay, the old man is out."

Han Sen whispered.

Charlie's car was parked not far from them. Charlie held the umbrella in one hand and put the other hand in his pocket. He stood by the side of the car and looked around. He lowered his head and looked at his subordinates with a serious expression. After the bodyguard said something, he bent down and got into the back of the car.

Xia Zuo put down the magazine in his hand, and watched the black car that Charlie got on drive out, and Xia Zuo drove out from a distance.