Imprisoned Crown of Thorns

Because he knew that his destination was the mayor's house, and Xia Zuo knew where the mayor's house was, Xia Zuo didn't worry about being lost, as long as he made sure that he really lost the mayor's house.

Xia Zuo followed the car all the way. Charlie probably didn't expect anyone to follow him. The driver followed the usual route and went directly to the mayor's house.

The mayor's home is in a rent-controlled area where government officials live. The road is full of luxurious European-style apartment complexes, not the usual modern complex buildings. This apartment area has good security and the rent is paid by the government. Within the scope of control, it is very reasonable.

Because the positions of government bureaucrats will change from time to time, they generally don't buy houses here to live in, but rent houses to live more.

Han Sen and Xia Zuo saw that Charlie got out of the car and entered the gate of the apartment. The car was parked outside the apartment. Han Sen and Xia Zuo sat down in a small tea restaurant opposite the apartment.

"We have a long wait."

Xia Zuo said.

So, the two sat down on the second floor of the tea restaurant by the window, where they could monitor the movement on the opposite street at any time.

Although the movement on the first floor is more convenient, there are scattered seats below, which are easy to be seen by people. It is not good if you meet familiar people, and the second floor is a compartment covered by curtains. , don't worry about being seen.

Han Sen and Xia Zuo casually ordered something to eat, and they sat in the cubicle, silently doing their own things - Han Sen was drinking tea while monitoring the movement on the opposite street, he probably He had no appetite, just wanted to drink some hot water; Xia Zuo continued to flip through the magazines in the dining room, staring at the coloring pages in the magazines, silently browsing.

The two stayed on the second floor of the tea restaurant until more than six o'clock in the evening. It was dark early in the winter, and when the two went out, it was already completely late outside.

Seeing Charlie on the opposite side finally go out, Han Sen and Xia Zuo picked up their clothes and quickly followed them out.

When Charlie went out, he put a black top hat on his head, as if to cover his face, and the tall bodyguard still followed behind him.

Xia Zuo leaned on the seat of the car, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, took a deep breath, narrowed his beautiful phoenix eyes slightly, smiled softly and said: "It seems that the old man is Going to see his lover, that little darling must never have guessed that death would soon snatch the old bastard out of her bed."

Xia Zuo looked very happy, as if killing someone or someone else being killed was a very pleasant thing for him.

Although Charlie is upright in front of the media and has created an image of a moralist and a tough guy who resolutely fights against gangs and gangs, his private life is not as disciplined as everyone imagines. His wife has dated one young and beautiful mistress after another.

It's just rotten.

Historical experience tells us that a man who is upright in his political stance is not necessarily upright in his private life. There are countless examples of this kind, for example: Martin.Luther King, he is an international leader of the civil rights movement and has made great contributions to the civil rights movement, but the night before he was assassinated on April 1968, 4, he still recruited white prostitutes in a motel in Memphis, Tennessee , and years of extramarital affairs that betrayed his wife, but, who cares?

Those things that are unanimously sung and praised by everyone may be just the opposite, so dirty that people can't bear to look directly at them.

Han Sen and Xia Zuo followed Charlie's car to the front of an independent small white villa area far away from the urban area. The lights above the villa came on, and his car stopped outside the fence of the villa. Sitting on it probably helped to keep an eye on him, preventing someone from looking for him and affecting his positive image.

But Charlie, a disrespectful old man, must have never expected this time. It is not someone who wants to destroy his image, but someone who wants to take his precious old life.

Han Sen sat quietly in the car, his face was covered by the dark blue night, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at that Charlie.

He saw Charlie holding an umbrella in his right hand, pressing his hat brim with his left hand, walked along the path to the gate of the small villa, reached out and rang the doorbell, and after a while, a tall and slender man with bright blond hair The beautiful woman stretched out her hand to open the door, put her arms around Charlie's neck, and then smiled and kissed Charlie's cheek happily.

Charlie turned his head and looked around, then hurriedly pulled her in, and closed the door behind his back.

"Tsk tsk..."

Xia Zuo sighed with joy,

"This girl is really good-looking."

After finishing speaking, Xia Zuo turned to look at Han Sen:

"I heard that you like women, are you not interested?"

Han Sen glanced at Xia Zuo, then turned to look forward again, without speaking.

Since Xia Zuo dared to say that, he must have other preparations. The tall bodyguard is a big obstacle, and he must find a way to deal with him, Han Sen thought.

Sure enough, Xia Zuo took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and whispered:

"Lilith, are you ready?"

What was said on the other end, Xia Zuo nodded, stretched out his hand and hung up the phone.

Han Sen sat quietly on the seat, and after a while, a woman wearing sexy heavy makeup came across the road.

Han Sen looked straight at the woman, tall and slender, wearing a shiny mink fur coat, with a bag in her hand, her long legs were bare in the ice and snow, and her feet were [-] centimeters thin Wearing rattan high heels, she walked to the car parked in front of the villa in a coquettish manner, put her hands on the edge of the car, pouted her buttocks and laughed at the bodyguard sitting in the car.

Soon, the bodyguard got out of the car, sat in the back, opened the door, and stretched out his hand to pull the woman in. Then the car vibrated a few times, and then fell silent.

Han Sen pulled his lips, and the woman behind the car stepped down, and her nails, which were originally clean, became bright red.

The woman walked quickly towards the dark place, reached out and knocked on Xia Zuo's car window, Xia Zuo slowly lowered the car window.

"Good job, Lilith."

After finishing speaking, Xia Zuocong took out a roll of money from the car and handed it to Lilith.

Lilith looked at the money in her hand with a coquettish smile, stuffed it into her chest, then raised her finger and licked the bright blood stains on her fingernails and fingers with her tongue, looked at Xia Zuo and said, "It's really enjoyable, next time Remember to look for me next time, little Zuo Zuo~ I will kill all of you stinky men~"

After she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and smiled happily.

Han Sen looked at Xia Zuo,

"I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, Han Sen quickly pushed the door open, entered the yard, then opened the door, and closed the door behind his back when he entered.

"Charlie dear, are you done washing~ Do you want to see what underwear I'm wearing tonight~"

A woman's seductive voice came from the bedroom. It should be the voice of Charlie's mistress, Han Sen thought.

Han Sen walked over with a gun in his hand, and saw a woman standing by the bed with her back facing him, slowly taking off her underwear.

When the woman took off her panties, Han Sen walked over with a blank expression, his footsteps were light, and then the muzzle of the gun was pressed against the back of the woman's head, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't talk, no matter what happens, don't worry about it." It's none of your business, now, close your eyes and mouth, and sit on the side of the bed obediently."

"Okay, okay..."

The woman raised her hands, closed her eyes abruptly, turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, her body was covered with sweat, her legs were trembling constantly.

Han Sen tied the woman's hands and feet with something, covered her eyes with clothes, and whispered, "Sit here and don't move, you won't have any problems."

"No matter what someone asks, you just say you don't know, otherwise, be careful with your head."

The woman nodded vigorously, and the sweat on her head kept sliding down. Han Sen reached out and patted the woman's face as a warning, then turned around silently, and walked out.

In a moment, Charlie, who was only wearing white shorts, was bound by Han Sen's arms and legs, his mouth was also tied up, and his head was facing upwards, lying straight on the wet floor of the bathroom.

Charlie opened his eyes in horror, and saw an oriental young man with black shattered hair sitting on a chair in the bathroom, looking straight at himself, with a gun in his hand.

The young man doesn't seem to be very old, but his eyes are cold. The dim light in the bathroom falls on his deep eyebrows, casting a dark shadow, like a ruthless judge.

The young man just lowered his head and looked at himself expressionlessly. There was no emotion in his eyes, and Charlie trembled all over.

Han Sen looked straight at Charlie, stepped down from the chair, sat beside Charlie, stretched out his hand and pulled Charlie's hair, and said coldly, "Someone wants me to kill you."

Charlie's eyes widened suddenly, the sweat on his forehead continued to drip down, and his eyes showed a look of fear.

Han Sen took out his gun and pointed it at Charlie's head. He looked straight at the man who looked really bad, and said in a deep voice, "Since you have a wife, why are you still so disrespectful?"

Han Sen looked at the man's blue eyes with regret and annoyance, and suddenly felt happy.

Charlie's lips were trembling. He couldn't believe that his kind and weak wife would actually buy him and kill him, but he had done a lot of things to make her sorry. At the moment before he died, Charlie suddenly felt the fear of death. A once in a lifetime confession.

This atheist Xie seems to hope that God can show mercy at this moment and save him from ascending to heaven.

Han Sen smiled coldly, pulled the man's hair even harder, met his cold eyes, and said viciously: "Of course, the person who wants to kill you is definitely not your wife."

Han Sen pulled up his thin lips and smiled, then suddenly withdrew his expression, looked at the man coldly and said, "Mr. Nietzsche Lutheran, let me say hello to you on his behalf, respected Mr. Prosecutor."

After finishing speaking, Han Sen stood up and stepped on the man's Adam's apple. The fragile Adam's apple snapped and cracked. Han Sen looked at the upright prosecutor with a blank expression. The pupil enlarges and enlarges little by little until it becomes dilated.

"I have tried to kill someone with this method countless times, and now I will try it on you."

Han Sen pulled his lips and smiled evilly, watching the man's Adam's apple in the neck was broken, the cervical vertebrae were disjointed, the aging and bloated body stopped struggling, bright red blood streaked from the man's nose, eyes, ears and corners of the mouth It kept slipping and falling on the bathroom floor, being washed away by the still dripping hot water little by little.

Han Sen squatted down, reached out and patted Charlie's face, took out a knife from the back of his head, put it on Charlie's neck, and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Judge, let me use your head, and then you can enjoy yourself." to the veritable hell, and go fornicating with the devil's harlots."

Outside the apartment, Xia Zuo was quietly sitting on the car outside the apartment, with a slowly burning cigarette between his fingers, the white mist of the cigarette filled the car, while the car outside the apartment with bodyguards was deeply The red blood stains fell from the cracks along the edge of the car little by little, dyed the pure white snowflakes red, and quickly moistened the sleeping lawn covered under the white snow.