Chapter 292 Husband, save me

Chapter 292 Husband, save me

The middle-aged man smiled cunningly on his simple face and smiled secretly when he listened to the cold voice in the room. Stand in front of the window and enjoy the scenery outside the car.

He Bing never thought that Sunday would change his appearance. When the two got the information from the intelligence department that Ma Taiteng and Yamato's flower were going to the northwest by train, although He Bing looked like Sunday, he was actually somewhat curious about this sunny and handsome boy. Wu Haojie has a high reputation in the Special Security Bureau and has carried out many perfect missions. In the special situation that believes in bravery and loyalty and faces death at any time, this quality and ability has been admired by countless people. And Wu Haojie mentioned Zhou Tian, the dragon group elite more than once. This makes He Bing full of interest in Sunday and wants to see what's out of the road this Sunday. However, when a middle-aged man with a pleated face appeared in front of He Damei with a smile, stretched out his hand and introduced himself, "Sister, here is coming." He Bing was stunned.

He Bing looked at the middle-aged man in front of him in horror. Who is this? You always recognize the wrong person.

The middle-aged man's old voice was full of eroticism, and he said in a long voice. Miss He, don't you know her so soon?" It seems that the two have just separated from ** and reached out to help He Bing carry her luggage.

"Robbery" He Bing roared at the middle-aged man angrily. The railway police next to the train heard He Bing's roar and turned his head to look over.

"Lower, my grandma, don't invite the police." The middle-aged man's voice suddenly changed and whispered to He Bing.

He Bing had already heard from the middle-aged man's voice that it was Sunday, but he deliberately pretended not to recognize him. With a cold face, he got into the car with a red suitcase. The middle-aged man whispered to the police beside him: "Old husband and young wife, it's a little awkward." He laughed shamelessly and got into the car behind He Bing. The railway police looked at Zhou Tian with envy and scolded in his heart that good cabbage was eaten by pigs like you.

The train continues westbound. He Bing's face turned inside, lay on the floor, his ears close to the partition, and paid attention to the movement in the next room. Zhou Tian had a cigarette in his mouth and didn't dare to light it. Sit cross-legged. Sunday tried to communicate with He Bing several times, but was coldly pushed back by He Bing, so he had to take this opportunity to practice his true spirit.

The car passed the waste city, and the sky gradually darkened. Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door next door. He Bing leaned her ears tightly against the partition. I only heard the door next door open, as if a person went in. After a moment, there was the sound of the door closing again. After a while, a woman's suppressed spring suddenly came out of the room.

The suicide on Sunday has reached the peak of the eighth floor, and the ears and eyes are different from ordinary people. How can this kind of movement escape? Zhou Tian smiled secretly, and his consciousness stopped on the opposite side. He wanted to see He Bing's reaction. You are a girl, but you haven't got a family yet. Although today's girls regard going to bed as a reward, this kind of partition has ears, eavesdropping on other people's bed affairs, and wants to see how you are performing, an iceberg beauty.

The movement in the next room is getting louder and louder. Sunday suddenly felt surprised from the sound. Why are two women shouting at the same time? Does this Ma Taiteng have such a good thing that he can still enjoy the joy of flying together during the journey? He Bing obviously heard that the situation next door was different, and she couldn't help but change her face slightly. Looking at the car of Ma Taiteng and the Dahe Flower, how could there be another woman? I can only hear the two women in the next room go up and down, quickly and down, gently turning down, and the spring sound is like Luan, which is extremely useful. What is it? Men don't have a good thing. He Bing cursed in a low voice.

Wine is really a beauty that knows men very well, and it should be the best even among Japanese women. Although Ma Taiten has been subdued in **, Ma Tai Teng is still a little nervous, which makes Jiuzi a little worried about the next plan. If Ma Taiten can't completely bow down under his crotch before arriving in Wu City, Jiuzi's situation will be extremely dangerous. What else can a woman do if she wants to catch a man's heart? Of course, it is the technology of **. In particular, Ma Taiteng, a promiscuous brother, has never been short of women, and his requirements for women are extremely high. Jiuzi believed that he had 10,000 means to make Ma Taiteng happy, but Jiuzi saw from Ma Taiteng's movements that he was more or less afraid of himself, so he thought of Sister Tie.

Wine can play men in the palm of their hands, not to theless to women. A few words made Sister Tie full of happiness. Being able to exercise with idols is really a pleasure for girls like them who regard bed as leisure.

Ma Taiteng galloped on two excellent rouge horses. Sister Tie's eyes are blurred and she is about to faint. Ma Taiteng's method is famous in the capital actress circle, and the long gun is claimed to be invincible in the women's circle all over the capital. What's more, Ma Taiteng spent most of his time on Sister Tie. Although Sister Tie is always happy on the train, she is mostly looking for a corner and making a quick decision. How could he have suffered this method? For a moment, he didn't care about being noticed. The voice was in the same voice, and finally there was a long cry, and his delicate body lay on the bunk and soft into a ball.

The wine saw that Ma Taiteng was so fierce, his pink face was like a haze. He turned his body, stuck to Ma Taiteng's waist, twisted his snow-like body, and faced Ma Taiteng. His two starry eyes waved, which was so delicate and fascinating. Ma Taiteng looked at the Japanese woman and felt spontaneously. If it hadn't been for this kind of life-and-death event, this fierce horse would have been the best in the world. Unfortunately, compared with her life, this little fun was nothing. Or take advantage of this beauty's vitality and make good use of it. Ma Taiteng clenched his teeth, carried the two long legs of the wine over his shoulder, found the wonderful place, and raised his waist and rushed in.

"Beast" He Bing cursed in a low voice. There is no good product"

Close your eyes and pretend you haven't heard anything. In this case, what you let Sunday say is wrong.

The train continued westward in the night, crossed Tianshan, drove into the northwest before dawn, and arrived at the terminal Wushi in two hours. He Bing was tired, and the movement next door lasted for nearly three hours. There was a cry of bliss from heaven, which was a kind of torture for a young girl. He Bing made a gentle sound wrapped in a blanket and put his right hand under the pillow. Zhou Tian believed that the little hand must be holding a safe pistol...

Zhou Tian has been sitting cross-legged, and the true qi in his body washes the veins of his limbs like waves. His heart is waveless and seems to fall into an ancient well. The killing has reached the peak of eight floors. If the opportunity comes and breaks through to the ninth floor, it will be as clear as the master. Zhou Tian is even looking forward to this trip to the northwest and have such an opportunity. With the practice, there was a cold air around Zhou Tian, and a thin layer of ice wrapped around Zhou's body, which made the room a little cold. He Bing slept * and pulled the blanket and covered a delicate body tightly.

Zhou Tian opened his eyes slightly and looked at He Bing and smiled.

The train slowly moved west along the mountain railway. On Sunday, I suddenly heard bursts of noise in the direction of the train. The voice gradually rose and came here, occasionally mixed with men's roar and women's crying. Two crisp voices came from Dangdang.

"It's the sound of gunfire" Zhou Tian heard these two sounds from domestic five * four pistols. It seems that the northwest is really not peaceful. Sunday smiled softly. He Bing was so shocked that he got up from ** and held a delicate seven-seven pistol in his hand. The barrel pointed to Zhou Tian and looked at Zhou Tian doubtfully.

"Don't go out in the room and continue to listen to the next door. I'll go and have a look," Zhou Tian told He Bing.

He Bing's pink little face turned slightly red and nodded.

When I left the room on Sunday, I saw more than a dozen men in gray robes rushing over from one side. Some of the men held short guns in their hands, some held machetes, raised their eyebrows and showed fierce eyes. Sunday's face showed fear and stood in front of the door in a daze. Two armed robes were guarding at the end of the corridor. The rest of the robes began to be looted one by one.

The robes obviously came for money. They rushed into the private room, carried knives, and viciously asked the passengers to hand over all their belongings. Facing the fierce robes, the passengers were as obedient as sheep and handed over their money and goods. Sunday stood in front of the window, at a loss.

A woman's scream came from a private room not far away. Obviously, the robes were not satisfied with the robbery and began to rob the color. Zhou Tian's face was stormy, his legs trembled slightly, and he looked extremely scared.

Zhou Tian is extremely difficult. These robes are not the opponent of Sunday. Sunday believes that as long as you do it yourself, in less than ten minutes, these robes will immediately turn into a cold corpse, but what should these passengers do if they do it in such a narrow carriage without bullets? Maybe this is cause and effect. The two robes rushed into another private room, and the two girls screamed, and then the robes laughed arrogantly. Zhou Tian sighed in his heart, as long as these robes did not kill people, let them be arrogant once.

The robes finally arrived on Sunday. Sunday opened his mouth and raised his arms high. A sheep-flavored robe smiled with yellow teeth when he saw Zhou Tian's cooperation. On Zhou Tian's body, he found a black wallet from the inside of Zhou Tian's coat, pulled out more than a dozen red tickets inside with a smile, and stuffed the wallet back into Zhou Tian's arms. A big black hand patted Zhou Tian's shoulder, as if to thank Zhou Tian for his cooperation.

Zhou Tian nodded foolishly to the robe. The robe snorted disdainfully. When did the Han people become so miserable? Where did the not-called Humadu Yinshan go back then? The robe sighed in his heart, opened the door of the private room, and saw He Bing sitting on the bunk, with a very full smile. It seems to be the right place to come today, but there is also a great girl from his grandmother. I'm going to have a good time today.

He Bing screamed delicately. Zhou Tian, who stood stupidly outside the door, shouted, "Husband, help me"

Sunday is stupid.