chase a hammer

Downstairs in the old community on Tongnanshan Road, a black car was parked. The driver stood beside the black car and looked down at his watch, feeling a little puzzled.

If Shen Qiuze had stayed in the old community of Tongnan Mountain that night, he would have gone downstairs at a certain time the next day, but now it was almost half an hour past this point, and the man hadn't gone downstairs yet.

This matter might be normal for other people, but it is more or less rare for Shen Qiuze.

The driver put down his watch, and when he looked up again, he saw the man leaving the corridor with a cold face, and he didn't look in a very good mood.

"Did you see anyone around this morning?"

After the car started running smoothly for a few minutes, the man sitting in the back seat suddenly asked in a low voice.

Hearing Shen Qiuze's words, the driver immediately cheered up, trying his best to think carefully whether someone had sneaked in near the neighborhood, and after a while, he said cautiously: "So far, there is no suspicious person in the area this morning. Near the neighborhood."

The driver said with some concerns: "But this community is relatively old, and the camera security is not perfect, which is not very guarantee for your safety. I suggest you recruit some more people..."

Before the driver could speak, he was interrupted by the man and said flatly, "No need."

After the driver was interrupted, he was hesitant to speak, but he closed his mouth again thinking of Shen Qiuze's character.

Shen Qiuze, who was sitting in the back seat, crossed his hands in front of his belly, looked at the passing scene outside the car window with a gloomy look in his eyes, thought of Wu Chuhong who was pulling his collar yesterday, and said coldly to him: "I will take it tomorrow!" If you feed the dog, you won’t bring it to you again.”

As expected, Wu Chu didn't send him anything today.

Even if he stood at the entrance of the house for almost half an hour in the morning, he didn't hear any movement outside the door.

It's not that it's late, it's that it didn't come at all.

Shen Qiuze lowered his eyes, the sapphire cufflinks glowed with a cold light, he stared at the sapphire cufflinks quietly, as if he saw the dead and cold sea, a wave of seawater poured into his chest, and the sense of suffocation returned to his senses.

There was a self-deprecating smile on his lips, and he raised his head indifferently, looking at the morning light outside the window, his whole body was cold.

The place in the bottom of my heart that was pried open was once again entangled and oppressed by the impenetrable mud.

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"What is this?"

Wu Chu, who just woke up with messy hair, stared at the black scorched thing in the frying pan in the kitchen for a moment, then turned his head to look at the calm man standing beside him.

The man's sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he didn't speak for a while. After Wu Chu stared at him for a full minute, he said, "I don't remember."

"Looks like slices of toast? It looks like ham sausage..."

Yin Jin tilted his head and coughed, "There are too many things in there, I don't remember."

Wu Chu put the pot head in the sink, turned on the faucet, watched the black mass floating in the pot head with the water, and said abruptly, "The food is quite rich."

He picked up the spatula and scooped up the black mass, took a deep breath and said indifferently, "Can you tell me what I did wrong?"

"Let you go into the kitchen early in the morning to poison me?"

Yin Jin's throat moved, but he didn't dare to say that it was because Wu Chu didn't bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang in the kitchen to cook for Xiao Baihua early in the morning. He passed by the kitchen and saw that he was in a good mood.

When I saw the egg again when I opened the refrigerator, I somehow remembered how sleepy Wu Chu was when he was leaning on the sofa and sleeping with his head tilted to the side yesterday, so he took the egg in his hand and went to the kitchen by a mysterious coincidence.

When Yin Jin came back to his senses, the pot in the kitchen was already smoking black smoke, and Wu Chu woke up sleepily smelling the smell.

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back, and Yin Jin said nonchalantly, "I want to change the taste."

Wu Chu flushed the finished pot with water. After hearing this, he turned his head and stared at the man in surprise. After a while, he sighed, "You fucking dare to brag."

It's as if eating that stuff won't kill you.

Watching Yin Jin deal with the mess on the stove, Wu Chu glanced at it and said, "You'd better pray now that your future wife can cook."

Otherwise, the couple will blow up the kitchen sooner or later.

Yin Jin was wiping the stove, the back of his cold white hands was particularly obvious amidst the stains, he said calmly, "How far will you know how to cook?"

Wu Chu muttered, "It's not my wife."

After thinking for a while, he said generously to the man, "It's fine if you can eat it."

The man paused for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Can he cook?"

Wu Chu pointed at the pot, and after a while he whispered: "Yes."

"The pork rib soup is very delicious."

Yin Jin, who could burn a piece of toast, stared at the blackened thing thrown into the trash, and said calmly, "Oh."

A few minutes later, the man seemed to ask casually: "How many little boyfriends have cooked for you?"

Wu Chu became vigilant, he swallowed his saliva, thinking that he had accidentally revealed that he was a virgin in the foreign motorcade, but the next day almost all the acquaintances in the motorcade ridiculed him as an innocent little virgin.

He put the pot on the stove, didn't look at Yin Jin, closed his eyes and said, "That's too much."

"What Xiaobai, Li, Ah, Huang, and Zhang, I can't count them all."

Yin Jin's eyes were a little subtle, and he repeated: "Xiaobai, Xiaoli, Ahhuang, Zhang?"

How come the name is like a cat and a dog.

Wu Chuqiang pretended to be natural and nodded, "Yes, you haven't?"

Yin Jin sighed leisurely, and said regretfully, "I don't."

Wu Chusha boasted about the matter: "It's okay, your mouth and nose are also pretty, maybe you can get it if you work hard."

Yin Jin nodded, looked quite obedient and said, "Okay, I will work hard."

"You know a lot."

Satisfied, Wu Chu waved his hands proudly after hearing the man's words, and then heard the man change the subject: "There are still some slices of toast in the refrigerator."

Wu Chu put down the pot on hand, and naturally walked to the refrigerator to prepare breakfast.

Watching the back of the boy walking towards the refrigerator, Yin Jin happily threw the wet tissue for wiping his fingers into the trash, and thought slowly.

No, don't you have breakfast if you work hard?

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The sun was still not bright at seven o'clock in the morning, and Wu Chu was in the alley to go to the bus station to go to work in the garage. When he noticed the prying eyes, he stopped in his tracks and did not look back at the owner of the eyes.

The eyes that stared at him like poisonous snakes from time to time in those days also had results.

Apart from Chu E, Wu Chu couldn't think of anyone else who could spy on him with such annoying eyes.

After walking a few steps, Wu Chu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, but couldn't find a few people worthy of entrustment, and finally sent a message to Shen Qiuze.

---Wu Chu: Be careful recently.

Shen Qiuze's cell phone vibrated when he was having a multinational meeting. Wearing a pair of plain glasses, he raised his hand to the subordinate who was reporting to the screen, and lowered his head to swipe the information on the cell phone screen.

The subordinate at the other end of the video didn't show much on the surface, but actually swallowed, watching Shen Qiuze smash the phone on the table with a gloomy expression, making a lot of noise.

Be careful these days?

How capable is Wu Chu, dare to threaten him and tell him to be careful?

Sure enough, the undomesticated man is just a whole body of sharp claws. In the past, he dared to tie him to the bed and not undress him, but now he is separated and quarreled, dare to tell him to be careful?

There was a bit of sneer in Shen Qiuze's eyes. He looked up at the screen, said something cold and continued, and the subordinate on the other side of the screen continued as usual.

Halfway through the report, the subordinates could clearly feel that the man on the other end of the video was absent-minded. He lowered his eyes and folded his hands in front of his stomach, not knowing what he was thinking.

After the meeting, Shen Qiuze leaned back on the armchair, closed his eyes and took a nap with some deep fatigue, as if in a trance, he had a dream.

In the dream, he was drowning and suffocating in the dark sea, as if surrounded by a dark swamp, but there were hands with a little light pulling him up.

He frantically resisted and struggled in the icy sea water, but that hand firmly grasped his hand, and he pinched those hands tightly, as if he wanted to crush the wrist bones of those hands.

Not long after, the owner of those hands let go of his hand, and said quietly: "I won't bring it to you even if I feed the dog..."

The man leaning on the armchair woke up suddenly, the faint words were still ringing in his ears, he took a few breaths, and it took him a long time to recover with a sullen face.

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It was scorching sun outside at noon, Wu Chu's cell phone vibrated, he took out the number to check, it was an international number, he frowned, hesitated for a moment, and picked it up anyway.

From the other end of the phone with the international number came a crappy mandarin with a Northeast flavor: "Way, Chu..."

The enthusiastic Mijia Luo on the other end of the phone hung up the phone with a dazed face, and looked at the phone in a daze.

Wu Chu hung up the phone expressionlessly, and put the phone in his pocket.

It's already an international number, and even giving him a mouthful of Northeast-style crappy Mandarin, this fraudulent company is quite funny.

A few minutes later, several text messages were sent one after another. Wu Chu frowning looked at the text messages and froze in place.

The car repair supervisor outside looked at Wu Chu intentionally, thinking that he was playing with the phone after answering the phone on purpose. Wu Chu swallowed, and tentatively gave the person on the other end an address to meet and then hurriedly put the phone away. He put it in his pocket and walked out of the rest room.

Mijia Luo lay on the big bed in the hotel, looked at the text messages sent from his mobile phone, and read word by word: "At six o'clock in the afternoon, meet McXLaw."

He excitedly went to check the address of McXlao that Wu Chu had sent him, looking forward to enjoying the delicious food in S City.

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At 06:30 in the afternoon, the long legs of the blond boy rested on the high stool aggrievedly. He stared blankly at the children in the fast food restaurant who kept laughing and playing. When he looked up, he saw Wu Chu holding a The tray of fast food came towards him.

Michael waved excitedly at Wu Chu. Wu Chu sat next to him, threw the set toy on the dinner plate to him, stared at Michael doubtfully and asked, "You really came here alone?"