Chapter 134 Sad! That black robe that can't be faded

He took a deep breath, and Zhang Fugui rekindled a cigarette. This was the third cigarette after he entered the study, but he did not take a big breath or a small mouthful like the first two, but just held it in his mouth and let a piece of snow-white ashes from burning fell to the ground.

"Waste is the biggest crime, wealth, what's on your mind?"

A cold voice sounded in the study, and no one was seen. Just listening to the sound had given people a piercing chill.

The voice came abruptly and had no warning in advance, but Zhang Fugui's face when he heard the sound did not show any surprise, as if he had already known that there was such a personal existence.

The wind rises.

A dark shadow appeared in the empty room, and his whole body was covered in a black robe. Not to mention his age, even his gender could not be seen clearly.

"Do you think I can walk through this hurdle this time?" Still looking out of the window with his back, although the night sky was shrouded in dark clouds, Zhang Fugui watched it with relish.

"Fugui, unlike you, Zhang Fugui I know is not like this. No matter what setbacks you encounter, no matter how big the obstacles you face, you are holding a lot of wisdom. Where is the man who has done everything in the world?" The sudden dark shadow's tone was flat, and there was no trace of excitement because of the sarcastic words.

"It's different this time. They want to drive me to a dead end." Shaking off the burned ash, Zhang Fugui's voice revealed a faint sadness.

This man, who is loved by thousands of people and has countless auras on his head, claims to be immortal. At this moment, he just wants to find a place to have a good sleep. He feels too tired.

More than ten years of hard work, more than ten years of struggle, is it just to return these?

All of it is just making wedding clothes for others?

Zhang Fugui is not reconciled, really unwilling.

But what if you are unwilling?

There is a regime in the barrel of the gun. Now it is someone else who holds the gun, so he has no choice.

"How big is the wealth? Is the old mafia ready to leave it alone? Having known the man in front of him for more than ten years, the shadow has never seen him as depressed as he is at this moment, which makes a string in the shadow's heart fiercely stir up, and an indescribable feeling of boredom fills his chest, just wanting to find someone or something to vent.

The shadow has never seen Zhang Fugui wronged at all. In the past, now and in the future.

"Xiaohua, go away, forget me, forget your identity, and find a man who likes you to marry." The red rose king, who was still half burned in his hand, popped out of the window, and Zhang Fugui's tone revealed a sadness without concealment, which was the vicissitudes and loneliness of heroes.

It made the black-robed man's "little flower" tremble. The heart that had decided to dedicate everything to the man in front of him many years ago seemed to be crushed by a huge hand, and an unspeakable pain spread every inch of skin.

Even if he turned his back to the black-robed man "Xiaohua", Zhang Fugui could still feel the shock in his or her heart at this moment, but he did not turn around to comfort him. Maybe he was dying and his words were also kind. Zhang Fugui wanted to leave a way for this woman who may be loyal to him.

"As long as she can forget herself and rely on her skills, there is no reason to escape this disaster."

Zhang Fugui thought to himself, but he also knew that it was just his own wishful thinking. Zhang Fugui knew her feelings for himself better than anyone else, although she concealed it deeply.

"Rich and noble, no matter how big the obstacle is this time, you should be clear that as long as I am still alive, no one can kill you."

Xiaohua was very excited when she said this, but her tone was as plain as ever. Just as Zhang Fugui understood her heart, she also understood the other party's thoughts. She knew that she was not worthy of him. He was so tall, so perfect, so talented... And she was just a woman who would never see the light. Strictly speaking, maybe not even a woman, just a machine for killing...

"Good!!!"

Turning around fiercely, Zhang Fugui swept away the previous depression and decadence, with a resolute and fanatic look on his face, and rekindled a cigarette. With the slowly rising green smoke, Zhang Fugui said firmly, "Okay, Xiaohua, since you have said so, I will simply play with them... I don't want anything else, just Just because you... have been rational for decades, let me indulge once."

Xiaohua, a woman in black, trembled and had been tightly held in Zhang Fugui's arms. She had always been extremely disgusted with men. At this moment, she did not resist at all. She snuggled up to Zhang Fugui's warm and thick chest. Xiaohua felt extremely down-to-earth and relieved, although she knew that her little finger could kill her eyes. The man.

"Fugui, tell me, what's the other party's coming from?" Happiness snuggled in Zhang Fugui's arms, and Xiaohua was not overwhelmed by the sudden love. She was his amulet and his guardian, including her own body. If he wanted it, she could take it at any time, but she could not indulge in that comfortable pleasure. She must stay awake at all times. Only in that It can make him live longer.

I never knew that this woman who had been standing silently in the dark and silently guarding herself was actually very valuable. She hugged the little girl in black and was pushed against her chest by two plump bulges on her chest. Zhang Fugui felt hot all over. The gun that belongs to men's unique to the towering height and has long been as hard as iron.

One hand covers the breasts of the small flower through the breasts of the black robe. Fang, recklessly kneading and playing, the tentacles were weak for a while, and they couldn't hold them all in one hand.

"Hmm..."

No matter how powerful and indifferent a woman is, she is just a woman when facing men and women. Xiaohua did not suppress the pleasure in her heart and hummed presumptuously.

For Zhang Fugui's frivolity, she doesn't know whether there is a majority of love or sex, but she doesn't care. She belongs to him, including both body and mind, and has belonged to him many years ago. At this moment, she just wants to be a thorough woman and enjoy this long-lost warmth.

Hold the breast of the little flower. Fang, Zhang Fugui is not only satisfied with this, but also walks with his other hand on Xiaohua. He wants to find a breakthrough. After all, through the black robe, no matter how plump and weak the body (harmonious) body is, it is also discounted.

This woman always wears a generous black robe. She used to always feel that her personality is eccentric. In addition, Zhang Fugui has never thought about her. In addition, her career has developed to the level of Zhang Fugui, and there has never been a shortage of women. He does not want to be coquettish for a moment, and he has always been secretive. Show that a woman like her is indifferent and tasteless, even if it is boring to play. So Xiaohua's plumpness did give him a big surprise.

Maybe the confession of the two at the moment of life and death has narrowed the distance between them, and because he knows that he can't escape the great disaster, Zhang Fugui has thrown away many concerns. People are going to die. What other women can't play?

What's more, this woman is indeed a rare beauty. Her figure alone has made him a little love it. If he takes off her black robe, I'm afraid she will be more plump and charming, right?

Unfortunately, Zhang Fugui has never seen a woman take off her black robe. He once overheard Xiaohua say that the man who takes off his black robe will marry her as his wife or be killed by her. There are only two choices, and there is no third.

Zhang Fugui put his hands on the little flower's buttocks. After touching it, he knew that it was extremely coincidental and his smooth buttocks. Although he was wrapped in a black robe, he could clearly affirm this.

Just rubbing through the black robe without losing the black robe at all. Zhang Fugui didn't want to take her as his wife. Of course, he didn't want to die in her hands.