Chapter 1 Strange, the nameless naked man was choked to death by tofu!

The crowds of people in Guangzhou Baiyun Airport are crowded. All kinds of skin colors, men, women and children are slowly moving along the direction of the airport gate. They are quite tall and talented. Liang Pengfei, who is tall and strong, is sweating in the crowd, causing a lot of white eyes and scolding. Liang Pengfei carelessly. The mouth showed a mouthful of healthy white teeth, which formed a dazzling contrast with his healthy skin color that made the African sun tan.

For those people's contempt and vicious tongue attacks, Liang Pengfei turned a deaf ear and continued to shuttle forward like a flexible fish in the crowd. Damn you grandma, squeeze it, squeeze it, rush it to die?" Liang Pengfei bumped into a staggered fat man with a green dragon on his body. He was furious and shouted at Liang Pengfei.

He has rushed out of the crowd, and Liang Pengfei, who was relaxed all over, took a deep breath of familiar air. He turned around and drew a middle finger to the loud-voiced brother with a ferocious smile: "I don't have time to die. I'm on a special trip back to China to send sperm. Do you want it?"

Petrochemical, countless passengers who had just surged to the gate of Baiyun Airport heard the answer of the two. Collectively petrified on the spot, a Western blonde man with glasses kept drawing a cross on his chest and exclaimed with his half-uncooked Chinese: "God, I didn't expect that Chinese courtship was so bold. "."

The petrochemical crowd made the Western glasses man's emotion scorched and tender, and the green dragon fat man almost blew up his lungs. Let go of your mother's international friends. I'm not a gay.

"Gy? Yours? HYA%#·%#..." The blond man with glasses looked at this face dripping blood. His tiger's eyes were wide open, shaking the fatty Qinglong fat, and a string of foreign words appeared in his mouth. Seeing Qinglong Fatty did not respond, and it was another string of foreign words. It seems that this Western blonde man with glasses does not understand the extensive and profoundness of Chinese, and there are many special names for each thing. However, the bad thing is that he should not use foreign language to fool China's underworld indignant.

Hearing the hatred in the heart of the fat man Qinglong, who was full of gold stars, shook the fat on his body: "Fuck you grandma, you foreign Kaizi, dare to pretend to be stupid with men? If you don't let the descendants of the eight-nation coalition of foreign devils see what Chinese kung fu is, I don't believe in Huang, Foshan has no shadow..."

It's in Guangzhou Baiyun Chicken Farm. Oh, no, the chickens and dogs jumped at the gate of Baiyun Airport, and the wolf ran to the rabbit. Liang Pengfei, the culprit who caused this international friend dispute, had already sat in the taxi and kept urging the taxi driver to drive faster.

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Looking at the lush green on both sides of the road and the white clouds dotted in the blue sky, the silk with a stream of moist air passing through the dirty. It's better for the motherland. The air is so fresh, the trees are so green, and even the girls are so beautiful. Liang Pengfei couldn't help sighing affectionately. The taxi driver kept looking at Liang Pengfei, who was sitting in the co-pilot, and muttered in his heart, "Is this psychopath?" I have to recite poems in my car. Please, the fat aunt who just walked across the sidewalk is at least forty years old. She is still beautiful. What kind of person is this? Where is this?

There must be something wrong with this girl's aesthetics. The sow with double eyelids may be stunning in his eyes. The taxi driver speculated maliciously.

At this moment, Liang Pengfei, who is more beautiful than the sow with double eyelids, ignored the contemptuous eyes of the taxi driver. In his heart, he was full of emotions. One year, he stayed in Africa for a whole year. In addition to the desolation, it was still desolate. Countless African indigenous girls with collapsed noses and teeth, with dark faces, shook their upper body. The scene of dancing on the street with AK in his buttocks seems to be swaying in Liang Pengfei's head. For a whole year, the flames of war have made Liang Pengfei's nerves become extremely strong. He can casually hide at the foot of the bed and sip tea with laptops and those iron-blooded nets and light weapons in the rumble of guns. The buddies of the club brag and fight outside; they can also wear steel helmets and bulletproof vests in the roar of artillery fire. From time to time, people fall on the front line to carry out sales demonstration and on-site guidance and maintenance of the new weapons of those political axe soldiers, guide them to use various raw materials to prepare various zha drugs and firing drugs, and guide them. Reload bullets to get each other's friendship. There is even the intention to volunteer to a doctor who is undergoing amputation to translate the Chinese instructions of those medical devices on the spot.

Sometimes when there is a problem in business, I have to find a way to fight with those guys and use all means to make these grumpy guys meek. In a word, a salesman like him is more like a dangerous person dancing on the tip of a knife than a mercenary.

These are nothing to Liang Pengfei, a salesman who has traveled through dangerous areas all over the world for many years to deal with those dangerous warlords and political axe officials. What makes him feel unbearable is that the women here can only look at and not touch them. Not only because these women do not conform to his aesthetic concept, men are really hungry. Sows with double eyelids can also become Diao Chan.

But the problem is that this happens to be the area where AIDS is most raged. A neighbor who lives in a hotel with him, a French salesman who calls himself that romance is the most important element of his life, has only been here for less than a month, because his romantic and indistinguishable fraternity has infected with AIDS. Liang Pengfei, who had not had time to wait for the double eyelids to turn into Diao Chan, was extremely happy and vigilant. Therefore, Liang Pengfei, who was originally determined to create a nation in the hot land of Africa, decided not to pick yin to supplement yang, but to repair the child's skills. He worked hard for a whole year, fucking for a whole year, and received a beating from the company's headquarters. The phone call informed that the company's overall transaction was finally completed. When he could leave Africa and return home, Liang Pengfei couldn't help looking down at his little brother who had not been effective for a long time. Finally, he didn't have to suffer that kind of pain anymore.

Standing in the aisle on the third floor, Liang Pengfei, who was breathing on the third floor, held the small travel bag in one hand and pressed the doorbell hard with the other hand.

"Here you come, who is this?" There was a lazy and surnamed voice behind the door. Hearing this sound, Liang Pengfei, who was already quite excited, had red eyes, and his nostrils seemed to spew smoke and sparks, as if he had reached the precursor of animalization.

The door suddenly opened, revealing an enchanting face. It may be that he had just woken up from his sleep, with thin anger and anger on his face, as well as the bright red cheeks that had not faded, and a charming teasing at the corners of his eyes.

A thin silk nightgown on her body reveals the whiteness of her chest and neck, and the red nightgown can't cover her angry figure at all. Is it you? Seeing Liang Pengfei standing outside the station, the woman couldn't help but be stunned.

"It's me!" Liang Pengfei's answer was also quite concise. He stepped into the door. He threw his travel bag aside. After closing the door casually, his red eyes glanced at the hot goblin. Where's your husband?"

"He's not here, you..." The woman raised her hand holding the neckline of the nightgown in surprise and covered it in her mouth. In the blink of an eye, she only heard the sound of cracking silk. Liang Pengfei had changed from a neatly dressed fine white-collar to a naked man.

"Rogue..." The woman blushed and only had time to shout two words. The naked Liang Pengfei stretched out her hand, her nightgown floated, and her big hand hugged the goblin with maturity and ** all over her body, and talked about it.

The woman earned twice, but she couldn't break away from Liang Pengfei's arms. She had to hold the hooligan's head tightly, endure the trembling and numbness brought by Liang Pengfei's lips and big hands, and made an almost moaning voice: "Little bad guy, don't, um, be gentle..."

"Beauty, do you know that I've been holding back in that damn place in Africa for a whole year, and I'm going crazy." Her lips swam on the woman's hot and red skin, muttering vaguely. As soon as her tough buttocks straightened, she heard a moan of soul erosion, and a stream of happiness made him extremely happy.

Liang Pengfei's buttocks are like a 1,500-horsepower Chinese Type 99 main battle tank engine turbocharged medium-cooled high-power diesel engine, which accelerated to the maximum in an instant. The woman rolled her eyes, and the excited red tide on her face spread like a tide in an instant, but the last trace of reason made her Moaning and begging for mercy in Liang Pengfei's ear, "Don't do this, my husband..."

"Huh? Isn't he not at home?" Liang Pengfei couldn't help but be stunned. He slowed down slightly and raised his head from the woman's turbulent chest. The tanned chest and muscles were like bronze casting, which made the woman's heart beat like a deer. Compared with her husband, this little man was extremely strong.

Seeing the woman's expression, Liang Pengfei straightened his waist and almost shocked the woman. After a long time, she came to her senses. The woman held Liang Pengfei's face in her hands and kissed Liang Pengfei's handsome and healthy cheek affectionately. She said hurriedly, "That dead ghost is not at home. He came back early from a business trip. He just arrived a while. Now he is going downstairs to get soy sauce. I wanted to call you not to tell you not. Come here, I didn't expect you to arrive so soon. He looked at the little man who was five years younger than him, but fascinated him as a married woman.

"Ah?!" Liang Pengfei, who was still high just now, poured a cold and transparent water in an instant, saying that your grandmother's... was actually going to make soy sauce?

"Why don't you clean it up quickly, little bad guy, naughty..." When the woman saw Liang Pengfei's appearance, she reluctantly moved away, reached out her hand and shook it down, and told her with a smile.

At this time, the door made people's ears confused. Honey, open the door quickly.

"Fuck!" Liang Pengfei, who was naked, picked up his clothes and took a look. He was too excited just now. As soon as the small universe broke out, his clothes and trousers were not happy, and he tore them directly. Looking at the clothes and trousers that the performance artists did not want to wear, he was really dumbfounded.

Women can't help panic, but there is no place to hide a living person at home. Yes, go to the window sill, honey, hurry up and hide from the window sill. The woman quickly stuffed all Liang Pengfei's tattered clothes into Liang Pengfei's hand, and the travel bag was also picked up. She pulled the little lover and ran to the bedroom, shouting at the closed door quietly, "Wait a minute, what's the hurry? I haven't dressed yet."

"I'll put on a dress first and then go up." Liang Pengfei looked at the edge of the wall connected to the window sill, which was at least about ten centimeters and could indeed stand.

The woman put her hand on her lips and motioned Liang Pengfei not to speak. She listened. Sure enough, when she heard the sound of the door key, the woman couldn't help but change her face: "It's too late. It's dark now. I'm sure no one can see you. Go up quickly, little bad guy. Hit the dead ghost out the door and come to you later." As the woman spoke, she flew Liang Peng to the window sill and pushed it. At this time, the sun had set, and only some afterglow was still in the sky. The sky was much darker. As long as you were careful not to make a sound, no one should pay attention to it.

Liang Pengfei gritted his teeth and climbed up naked. After taking over the suitcase, he unintentionally wiped the woman's plump chest: "Honey, hurry up."

"Oh, you little bad guy with no conscience!" The woman couldn't help snorting, her charming eyes, and the bright red on her face was shining delicately under the afterglow of the sun, which made Liang Pengfei's little brother stand in the air...

And inside, the woman was arguing with her husband, because there was a man's shoe at home. She heard the couple's quarrel, and the messy footsteps were approaching the bedroom window sill. Liang Pengfei was also nervous. What should he do? Go back? He fights with someone else's husband naked, and he can't reach the point of being shameless.

Looking at his feet, it seemed that there was a platform on the first floor. He jumped from the third floor to that platform and shuttled through the dangerous area all year round. Liang Pengfei, who had exercised his good skills, thought he could do it easily. After jumping up, he took out a set of clothes from the travel bag and put it on and ran for his life. This seemed to be the best choice.

Liang Pengfei gritted his teeth and stretched his arms to maintain balance, like a light, hairless Haiyan (the hairless rate on the body surface accounts for 90%, which must be made clear that Liang Pengfei has no hair removal) landed on the platform on the first floor. Unexpectedly, when he landed in the middle of the second floor, Liang Pengfei felt his feet like I hooked a wire or a closed route or something like that.

Liang Pengfei was shocked by a cold sweat. This hook immediately made him lose his balance, but Liang Pengfei is worthy of being a person who has walked in life and death. In the face of danger, he let go of his hand holding a travel bag and broken clothes, and his hands turned over with his body. Liang Pengfei believes in himself that as long as he can reach the platform with both palms at the first time, he has a way to buffer and eliminate the weight of the free falling force to ensure that he is not damaged at all.

At the moment when his finger touched the platform, Liang Pengfei's face full of perseverance and courage suddenly froze, and the platform was broken by his finger. What platform is this? It's just a plastic shed. It's too dark, and Liang Pengfei in the air really doesn't have time to distinguish what the quality of this platform is...

Then, Liang Pengfei, who lost his opportunity, felt that his eyes were dark, then bright, and then dark. He smashed into something, sealed his mouth and nose, and opened his mouth. When the thing poured in, Liang Pengfei tasted a familiar smell of tofu, and his struggling thighs. It seemed that he kicked something, and then he felt a sense of paralysis all over his body in an instant.

The old couple who made tofu opened their mouths like the steamed soybeans, and their eyes stared at the two thighs full of leg hairs shivering outside the tofu bucket with the light, and finally put them outside the bucket like two dead fish.

"Ghost..." The old couple hugged each other and let out a scream as sharp as when they entered the bridal chamber.

Before he lost consciousness, Liang Pengfei had mixed feelings in his heart. After a year, he returned to his dear motherland and found a beautiful and angry girl, but he just wanted to relax his mind and body, which actually provoked so much horse dung. If you really let the tofu chode to death, you might as well hang yourself naked on the pole. That's a little more tragic. What's wrong with your grandma?

The next morning, a piece of news appeared on the front page of the morning newspaper. The title was very shocking: Anecdote: The nameless naked man was choked to death by tofu!

According to our reporter, at about seven o'clock last night, a [***] man jumped from a height and smashed the awning of the tofu workshop on the first floor... The cause of death of the deceased was that his mouth, nose and lungs were blocked by tofu brains. His identity is being confirmed...

Three days later, there was a new grave in the cemetery of Guangzhou. Liang Pengfei, a social outstanding progressive young man who choked to death in a tofu bucket for an affair, was finally tragically ancient...--------------------

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