Chapter 25 Male Model 1

The plastic model is terrible without clothes. The black ticket is looking for trouble. He said that the nearby department store was being decorated. When he saw many models outside, he picked up a complete one and brought it back. I asked him what he was for? He said that there were not enough people in our store to serve as a reception at the door.

This guy has changed his method to say that I abused him. The little girl watched us bicker happily. In the end, I ended up with him. He put a staff uniform for the model. The clothes are a little short. I guess it's his own. He only wears two uniforms. It's really strange that he is so generous.

The model is dressed up and officially took up the job, and it's the same. Standing at the door, but I don't think it has brought customers to our store.

It's hard to live a quiet life for a few days. There is nothing strange, not even a rumor. Looking forward to the silence for a long time, I sighed how long this peaceful day could last. I didn't expect it to happen. It's not a supernatural event, it's a series of murders.

This news has been blocked for ordinary citizens. My brother Jiu called me and told me to be careful not to walk home alone at night. I asked why. He said that there were many murders during this period, all of which were uprooted and bled to death. Although there are no women in this matter for the time being, be careful to make the ship ten thousand years old.

I couldn't sleep for a day, so I got up early and opened the door. I didn't know who played a prank in the window at the door, and the zipper on the model's trousers was stained with blood. After the black ticket came, I asked him to take off the model's trousers and wash it. The black ticket said, "Sister, that bare buttocks is not good."

"What's wrong with not seeing anything below?" I didn't say it angrily.

So the pathetic male unsound model hung outside with his bare buttocks.

We think these mold factories are also immoral. Why do you want to cut corners? Think about it, Michelangelo is interesting. David is all brought.

In the evening, Brother Jiu invited me to dinner. The dinner was in Hunan Restaurant. He knew that I like spicy food. Sometimes, a friend is a kind of identity that feels like a human being, and everyone has a very good side. For example, He Shen is a very corrupt official. He framed and killed many people, but he was very kind to his original wife and taught Fengshen Yinde

A good son who has been famous in history. Therefore, people like Jiuzhige are no exception. He kills, fires, sells **, prostitutes, prostitutes, sells drugs, and usury.

He is not a person in the eyes of many people. But he was very kind to me and regarded me as a lifesaver according to his words.

Hunan Restaurant is said to be a chain store, and the chefs in it are all authentic Hunan people. It is usually overcrowded here. Today is even more so on the weekend.

"Brother Jiu, are you free today? Will you invite me to dinner?" I said with a smile.

"Well, I'm a rude person. I have something to ask you today." Jiuzhige drank a glass of beer by himself first.

"What do you know? I'll help if it doesn't involve my bottom line." I said.

"Brothers you know have been working in this industry for a long time. There are always times when they miss their hands. Some people can't go to the hospital, and those who can't go to the hospital will wait for death. I just think..."

"Do you want me a favor?" I said.

"Well, I know you're embarrassed. It doesn't matter if you don't agree."

"It's okay, I promise, but I can't be in my house, just in the store." Try your best to make a good relationship.

Everyone is happy after a meal.

After eating, I refused to send me home and took a walk home alone as food. There is a path between the Hunan restaurant and the apartment where I live.

There are no street lights, and there are many turns of paths, which are very suitable for robbery and other activities. However, I'm not particularly worried, because of Brother Jiu's relationship, ordinary gangsters still respect me, which makes me more curious about Brother Jiu's Jianghu status.

But this road still makes people feel uneasy. Human beings are naturally afraid of the dark. Since our ancestors mastered fire thousands of years ago, we can't stand the night without light.

With the faint light of the mobile phone, I moved forward quickly, because I saw a shadow of a person on the wall in front of me. He followed me. His movements were very stiff and the mechanical dance that young people now like, and every joint did not seem to be connected.

Is there anyone passing by? I can't help walking faster and running gradually. The figure behind also ran faster and faster, and the mobile phone could no longer maintain this direction. As my arm swinged back and forth, the light projected on the wall became mottled.

Fast, 10 meters, 9 meters, 8 meters... 3m, 2m, 1m. I arrived at the exit, but the people behind me also caught up with me.

My shoulder was grabbed by the people behind me. I was about to scream when I heard the people behind me say, "Miss, why are you running so fast? You dropped something."

Looking back, he was a young man with an ordinary appearance, holding a black Jinlilai women's wallet in his hand.

"Yours, here you are." He handed it to me.

"Thank you." I'm really embarrassed.

"It's okay. Let's go." He doesn't drag on.

When I got home, I told the black ticket about it. He laughed and said that I was suspicious. Am I really suspicious?