The community where Zhang Yingwei lives is surrounded by high walls and a row of storefronts. Only when you walk in can you see the full view of the yard inside.
The two high-rise buildings are built separately in the corner. Other places are large four-story buildings with a rooftop with lofts. The buildings are very spacing and perfect greening. No cars are allowed in the community. They all drive directly into the underground parking lot from the outside. Walking inside, it is like entering a large garden.
Han Yuliang raised his eyes and took the surveillance positions visible to the naked eye while walking.
Perhaps he is more confident in surveillance and security, or for the sake of aesthetic considerations, he has not seen any anti-theft guardrails installed in the house. For him, it is as easy to avoid the scope of the camera, and entering anyone is as easy as shopping.
But it is not easy to avoid the position of the camera.
There are monitoring at both ends of each building, following the people entering and leaving the door of each unit.
If you want to walk through the window, the only one that can be considered a dead corner is a small window facing the high wall at the end of the building. It should only be used for ventilation, which is a structure that cannot be fully opened.
Now, I have read it, have you figured out how to check it out?
After coming out of the community, I found a small restaurant and went in. The hungry Xu Ting ordered a bunch of things in one breath. As soon as the waiter left, he held his cheek and asked, "I think I'd better wait until the night to follow Xiaowei."
Han Yuliang pondered for a moment and asked in a low voice: Xu Ting, is there anything that can cover my face and be more convenient to carry?
Xu Ting thought for a while and said: I saw that there is a pharmacy on the front of the community. Is there a big medical mask for you?
OK, go buy me a pair.
Do you really have to find a way to join Xiaowei's home?
Xu Ting said in surprise, is this... OK?
I'll try it myself, and if it doesn't work, I'll withdraw it.
Han Yuliang was quietly thinking, just help me prepare.
After Xu Ting bought the mask, the TV in the hotel happened to broadcast local news.
The female anchor with a dignified face said in a very serious tone: Insert an emergency message, a serious criminal case occurred late last night at a KTV in Nancheng District, our city...
Han Yuliang looked over and said that it was Liu Feng's incident on TV and told him a lot about the murder scene. Then the director cut him to the head of the Criminal Search Section of the Nancheng District Police Station. The middle-aged man with a big belly made a lot of passionate statements to the camera.
Xu Ting didn't listen carefully at all, snorted and said disdainfully: This old guy has been in office for several years. I have seen him on TV for less than twenty times. I always say this in this way, so I don't bother to change the words.What a man, even if you admit that you don’t work, it’s really annoying to just say something false.
It's just a corpse-position, not surprising.
Han Yuliang only saw Ye Chunying treating a patrolman who was beaten and injured by a group of gangsters a few days ago. He knew the situation in the black street. He was a little smart and knew that this was very evil. He dared to go on TV to express his opinion on investigation. I think it would be difficult.
Xu Ting lowered her head a little sadly, Lao Han, if it was really related to... that black angel drug, Xiaowei would never get that kind of medicine, right?Could it be that Wang Wenshan offended someone outside, or... it was the injection that Liu Feng gave her?
She said this without any confidence, so she looked up and smiled, forget it, I just comforted myself.Xiaowei's attitude... indeed seems to be problematic.When I didn't say it, let's have a meal.
Han Yuliang was eating and chatting, deliberately delaying the time. When he left the hotel, many people probably started taking a nap.
Zhang Yingwei works in a hotel. After finishing his work at noon, even if he goes home to rest, the time will be much later than this.
Han Yuliang made up his mind and made an appointment with Xu Ting to call her to meet her, so she asked her to find a place nearby to pass the time.
He pretended to be wandering, and turned across the street corner against the bright sun, stepping on the soft asphalt road.
Outside the wall of the side window of the Zhang family, there is a construction site opposite the street. When the sun is scorching, they have already rested and escaped the summer heat, and the street is empty and there are no passers-by.
Han Yuliang walked into a small supermarket, pretended to look inside, coughed a few times before going out, took out the mask and put it on, turned to the side, walked to the middle of the wall, stopped and looked left and right, looked at the street with no one on the street for the time being, lifted up his breath, and gently tapped his heel on the anti-theft wire on the wall, and then fell on the path between the building and the wall.
There was a couple hugging each other in the pavilion in the distance, whispering something lovely.
Han Yuliang estimated the distance and thought that if he didn't deal with it, it was not that there was no possibility of being seen, so he quietly walked over, lowered his hands behind his waist, and temporarily fixed their acupoints with his hands turning into rain.
In order to avoid trouble, he regretfully gave up the urge to knead the woman's plump buttocks for a few times, and retreated the same way to avoid appearing in the surveillance.
He touched the material on the surface of the building with a lot of help. He held his breath and observed that the green trees outside could barely block a lot of sight. He no longer hesitated, jumped up and climbed out of the small window like a gecko swimming in the wall.
Originally, the window could only open a wide gap from the lower direction, and if it opened again, it would be stuck by the structure.
But of course this kind of thing can't stop Han Yuliang.
He stabilized his body and looked at the window first. It seemed that it was a cloakroom with no one there. He immediately felt relieved, and his internal force penetrated his fingertips, slowly twisting the stuck metal structure, lifting the already open window to a larger size.
He could barely pass by when he saw that he turned around and fell silently into the ground in the house.
After looking around, there were clothes, shoes and socks on them. Han Yuliang picked up the gorgeously crafted underwear and underwear and looked at it. Then he leaned against the door and heard the movement inside.
It should be that I have already had lunch break and there is no sound in the house.
He carefully opened the door and looked at it. It was a spacious living room. The dining table was removed, which was larger than Ye Chunying's clinic.
He thought to himself that this woman seemed to be a wealthy family in this era.
But living in such a place, why did Zhang Yingwei work hard to work in a small restaurant in a hot day?
Isn’t this the same as the daughter of a gentry family who goes to be a maid for others?
When I walked into the living room, it was quite cool. It seemed that the air conditioner was much better than the lazy donkey in Ye Chunying's clinic who complained about it as soon as he worked.
He listened for a moment, followed the slight breathing and touched the bedroom door.
Zhang Yingwei's mother was lying on the large double bed inside, sleeping soundly.
Perhaps it was because the cool breeze couldn't help but blew, and she didn't close the door and relied on the air conditioner in the living room to cool it down.
But of course it is better to blow it cooler, so she covered it less tightly, with only a cool quilt on the corner of her belly.
After looking over for a while, Han Yuliang admired in his heart. Calculated his age, the woman inside was at least about forty years old, but she was well maintained. She could not tell that she looked old even if she was facing the sky. Her eyebrows, eyes, facial features were much more beautiful than her daughter. She was worthy of being a signature model.
Although youth is the best cosmetic, Zhang Yingwei compared her mother, she really only has the advantage of youth, especially her figure, which makes Han Yuliang wonder if she is her biological mother and daughter.
It is very different from Zhang Ying's small, delicate, cute and delicate figure. Her mother is tall and long, with her hips full, with a holding of a bee waist, her breasts are plump and round, and she lies on the soft mattress, like a sleeping crabapple. Her nightgown is rubbed a lot, and her butt is mostly not visible. The black underwear with lace is also exposed, which makes Han Yuliang greedy, and the beautiful scenery of pressing the mother and daughter on the bed together appeared in her mind.
However, when he thought that Xu Ting was still waiting and the woman inside didn't know what it was, he couldn't act rashly, so he had to put on his mask and prepare to go in and pretend to be a murderer and ask directly.
It happened that at this moment, the phone that the woman placed next to her pillow actually started to buzz and shake.
Han Yuliang, who had already taken steps, had to quickly flash back to the original place, hold his breath and listen to the movement inside.
Humph yeah...
The woman turned over, got up and seemed to have a headache. She hummed in dissatisfaction and groped for a few times, picked up her cell phone from the pillow, squinted her eyes and looked at it.
This time, she sat up in surprise, held the phone in her hands and leaned into her ears, and said sweetly: Hello, you finally want to call me.
Han Yuliang frowned. The woman's tone of speaking was much more coquettish than her daughter.
Why do these mother and daughter seem to have lost their mental age?
He focused his energy and the sound in the earpiece of his mobile phone was naturally filled with the sound in his ears.
That was a very low-key man calling him, and his tone was high. I'm asking you, what happened to Yingying recently?Don’t you give her enough living expenses?Xinjue told me that she actually worked as a waiter in a small restaurant. How did you become a mother?Ah!
The woman shrank for a moment and said nervously: This...this...this...this cannot be blamed. Since she knew about our affairs, how could she have heard me?You don’t know what your daughter’s temper is. She doesn’t even call you dad. What can my mother be like…
Tell me, you don’t have to do anything else, just raise a daughter, but you can’t even take care of it!
Hello, Yingying just doesn’t listen to me, what’s wrong with anything else?I didn’t worry about my studies. I said that early love delayed my study and would not deal with boys. I didn’t care about this, but I could still be you?You only have to go back here for three or four months. How long has it been since you met your daughter, you say it yourself.
I had dinner with her last month.
The man said unhappily, "I'm trying to find you two for your own good. You said that Yingying became like this because of our relationship. I'm not right to take care of your and your daughter's emotions?"
When I heard that the man was unhappy, the woman here suddenly became soft. OK, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was not right, I took less care of my child after he went to college, and when she came back in the evening, I would definitely tell her that she would work and do social practice and find a suitable place... Oh, by the way, what do you think if you asked her to go to Xinjue for an internship?I think they have a good relationship...
fart!
The man interrupted her roughly, you know what a fool!Do you know where the black street is?You asked Yingying to come to this world for an internship?Xinjue is so busy, can he take care of him?If you can’t take care of it, something happens. Believe it or not, I will peel you off!
The woman said aggrievedly: You will yell at me now. I said this is not OK, and that is not right. You just think that I am old now, not as good as the little girl around you. You don’t have to worry about Yingying. You should ask your other lover to have another daughter.Hate!
As expected, it turned out to be an outdoor room supported by a rich man, with a daughter at his knees, so there was probably no possibility of entering the house.
Han Yuliang was too lazy to listen carefully and thought silently in his mind that since Zhang Yingwei's father was a big family on the black street, then this black angel must have a source.
But he actually didn't believe it. How could such a petite, delicate and quiet girl use such a bad medicine to deal with her friends in the same room?
Today, I saw Zhang Yingwei's shocked expression after learning the news, and it was obvious that it was impossible to fake it.
Could it be that she was actually cheated?
Being her elder brother Xinjue?
Wait... Xinjue?
Zhang Xinjue?
Zhang Xinzhuo...Black Street...Rich people...Xinyang Trading?
Zhang Xinzhuo once bought Pluto's killer to deal with him. The Black Angel has been confirmed to be a new type of drug that Pluto is testing... A line surfaced, Han Yuliang's expression frightened, and a bit of murderous aura suddenly appeared in his eyes.
If this is Zhang Xinzhuo’s illegitimate sister, or a vicious snake and scorpion who can use drugs to murder roommates, then he doesn’t need to be extra virgin and savage. The evil people will be left to evil people like him to be hurt.
After hearing the phone hung up inside, Han Yuliang had already felt evil, and he sneered secretly, raised his hand to take off his shirt, and rushed into the room.
The woman didn't expect that a shirtless man with a mask covering his face suddenly appeared in the bedroom. When his face turned pale, he was about to scream and call for help.
As an experienced thief, how could Han Yuliang give her such a chance? Before he could reach the bed, he bounced his fingers and a wisp of true energy hit her throat, knocking her screams into a string of violent coughs.
Ahem!Cough...Ah...AhAh...
Without coughing twice, her cheeks were pinched tightly and her red lips were wide open.
Han Yuliang picked up the cool quilt next to him, stepped on the transportation capacity with one foot and tore it off, pulled off one, twisting her wrist behind her back.
This woman seemed quite brave and didn't even dare to struggle. Her tongue trembled, and her mouth was pinched open and said in a confused manner: Everything is easy to discuss, don't... don't kill me...please...
I wanted to tie her up, but I didn't expect it to be so unhelpful. Han Yuliang frowned and simply concentrated his mind and used his skills first, forced him to expose his murderous aura, and gave her a fierce look.
The woman suddenly became soft, and her big white legs scattered beside the bed were trembling and drooping down. She half raised her head and begged: I...I'll give you money...I...I promise not to call the police...really.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at her in a daze, not speaking.
She looked down and saw that her nightgown had been rubbed apart, and the suspender was hanging down below, revealing the half-pull-slipping milk melon that was still quite plump and attractive.
Even though she knew that the man had a lust, she felt relieved, forced a smile, retreated, and shrank her legs on the bed, and put them together. Others are also easy to discuss. As long as... as long as... don't kill me, it's really easy to discuss.Just... don't dislike me for being old.
Han Yuliang thought for a moment, took her cell phone, handed it to her, and hummed.
The woman trembled for a moment and asked in a low voice: Unlock...?
He nodded.
After unlocking, he first looked through the place where he could recognize what was going on, but the phone was very new and it was not an ordinary smart system he had seen. Finally, he knew how to open it, which was just a address book.
He turned to the number marked as kissing her husband, pointed hard at the woman's face, and said in a hoarse voice: Is this your husband?
The woman said with a sad face: I...I just wrote it myself, I...I am the mistress for him, I have been my husband for twenty years, and I just kept it in my phone.
He ignored it, took his phone back and then flipped down, and then saw the two names Zhang Xinjue and Zhang Xinzhuo in turn.
A smile appeared under the mask. Okay, it seems that it is not unfair. He opened Zhang Xinzhuo's business card and checked the number. It was consistent with Ye Chunying's existence. Zhang Xinzhuo, Zhang Sanshao, what is the relationship with you?
The woman held her knees, as if she realized that the other party was not an ordinary robber in the house, and whispered: Yes... it is the son of my man's wife, the third brother.He...he seems to be quite famous in the black street, and he said that others call him Zhang San Shao.
Um?Young Master Zhang?
Han Yuliang deliberately made an unhappy tone, turned his palm into a knife, slashed horizontally, and rubbed his fingertips across the woman's suspender, and the fragile fabric immediately broke.
I...I won't tell him.
She hugged her nightgown that almost fell off with her hands, leaned back against the head of the bed, gasping for breath, and her face was as frightened as if she was so scared that she wanted. Whatever you wanted... I will give you whatever you wanted... Please let me go... Don't kill me...
Although he had lustful thoughts, Han Yuliang knew that it was important to do the business, not to mention that this woman was so timid, so there was no need to worry at all.
He thought for a moment, opened the text message record between her and Zhang Xinjue, looked forward, and browsed about the short dozen messages, and then followed her tone and sent a text message: Young Master, I have something to do. Can you ask you, have Yingying ever found you?She has become a little weird lately, do you know what's wrong with her?
The woman stared at him and sent the text message out, confused, pale, and had no courage to ask.
Before replying, Han Yuliang frowned and thought that he was idle, so he unbuttoned his pants, took out the long penis that was still half soft and not hard, and said coldly: Do you want to live? It depends on your behavior.
As a thief, he naturally had to find a beautiful female family to take revenge and take action. When the head of Wudang listed him as a disaster in the martial arts world and called on the righteous path to chase him, he quietly went up the mountain and kidnapped the concubine who had hidden the nose of the dead bull in the side room, and took her to the mountain to enjoy the sky and earth for three days.
The little woman with round and moist skin was raped by him so much that she went from crying and begging for mercy to crying and begging for mercy, from being indecently suffering to being indecently ecstatic to being indecently suffering, and finally the vaginal barrier was broken, and lust flowed. In the future, the kidney meridian was empty and lustful, and as long as the dead bull's nose was fucked, she would be venting wildly. If she worked hard, she would be able to kill her alive.
He never thought he was a good person.
He was not interested in pretending to be a hero if he was not in front of Ye Chunying.
Seeing the woman crawling over slowly, he felt happy.
Isn’t you, Mr. Zhang, looking for someone to kill me?
Not only did I live well, I also wanted your little mother to kneel down and eat my cock.
After wandering around the KTV for a long time, the mistress was hesitating, but as soon as she got closer, she smelled a faint smell of blood. She was so scared that she moved her lower body to the edge of the bed, knelt down obediently, put her round butt on her heels, and raised her head and obediently spit out her tongue, licked up along the tendons in the center of the scrotum.
Experts knew if there was any problem, and they knew that this was a skilled person at first sight. Han Yuliang smiled slightly, spread his legs and stood firmly, and pushed her hair away with one hand. He watched her open her mouth and lick her penis, slid her glans, and swayed her tongue underneath.
The happiness his little brother got from the same service was several times higher than that of ordinary men. With a lick of his tongue, the sourness and numbness spread out immediately, and his entire cock rose up high and swollen quickly.
She originally had two fingers in circle, but as she saw the glans in her mouth getting bigger and bigger, her thumb and index finger could not be wrapped around her anymore.
She has seen this kind of majestic penis in the past.
Of course, Han Yuliang would not have done anything special to such a woman. He took her cell phone to continue checking, grabbed her hair with his other hand, and shook her and sucked her.
As a result, she pushed her throat the first time, choking her face flushed, and she hurriedly pushed her hands on his thigh, shook her head with tears and begged for mercy.
Unfortunately, Han Yuliang always had a little bit of a crazy desire for such a mature beauty. When he saw the tears in the corners of her eyes, he became even more excited. His male waist swayed slightly, as if he treated her swallowing muscles as a ecstasy mouth and squeezed them in and out quickly.
The woman kept choking and coughing, but she couldn't spit out the things in her mouth. She bit her and had no courage. She choked her tears and snot out in just a few strokes, and she was extremely embarrassed.
Han Yuliang was about to insert it deeper, but the phone in his palm buzzed and replied.
He then let go of the woman's hair, let out a sigh, and said: Play the flute well, don't stop.
She spit out her cock and coughed a few times, then quickly picked up the quilt and wiped her face, nodded, put her huge glans into her mouth again, sucked it and sucked it quickly.
This woman's ventriloquy is far better than Xu Jiao. I think that Li Manman's ordinary wife is not as good as that. Han Yuliang moaned with satisfaction, enjoying the service of her tender tongue and soft red lips, while opening the reply text message.
Nothing, Aunt Qin.Xiaowei just had a little conflict with his roommate, so he was in a bad mood.After I enlightened her, she was much better.
Han Yuliang thought about it and looked at the previous records. Aunt Qin didn't dare to communicate with the eldest son, but instead often chatted with the third son, with the idea of becoming the reincarnation between the lines.
However, after listening to Zhang Yingwei's phone call, she was looking for the eldest brother, not the third brother, and Zhang Xinzhuo probably didn't know the inside story.
Moreover, Zhang Sanshen’s temperament may not be called by one phone call.
It would be better to wait here for the rabbit to wait for Zhang Yingwei to come back and interrogate him directly.
Making up his mind, Han Yuliang threw away Aunt Qin's cell phone, grabbed her soft breasts with her hands, rubbed her waist and inserted it dozens of times. When the scrotum shrinks, he loosened the semen, thrust his glans back, and ejaculated into his mouth.
Aunt Qin has been raising her for all her life, and her service skills have almost become an instinctive reaction. She swallowed her gurgle while slid her plump lips, wrapped around the edge of the glans and slowly slid back and forth.
The circle of the glans was the most sensitive when a man ejaculated, and Han Yuliang naturally moaned happily, and sprayed her with no drop of sperm that had been inserted into the tube.
But looking at her flattering eyes, he still tore the cold quilt into strips, first tied her hands and feet tightly, and then stuffed her mouth. Compared to pointing acupoints and cutting veins, such a woman can struggle and twist a little, which is more fun.
Anyway, the flesh had already reached his mouth. He had just had it out again, so he was not anxious. After a brief check, he left the bedroom first, closed the door, and went to a corner that Aunt Qin would definitely not hear, and called Xu Ting.
Hello, you go back first. I found some important things here, so I won’t leave now.
After a while of silence, Xu Ting's slightly suspicious question came: You big hooligan, can't you... like Xiaowei's mother?
Hey, you guessed it right.
But there is a lot more reading words.
The two high-rise buildings are built separately in the corner. Other places are large four-story buildings with a rooftop with lofts. The buildings are very spacing and perfect greening. No cars are allowed in the community. They all drive directly into the underground parking lot from the outside. Walking inside, it is like entering a large garden.
Han Yuliang raised his eyes and took the surveillance positions visible to the naked eye while walking.
Perhaps he is more confident in surveillance and security, or for the sake of aesthetic considerations, he has not seen any anti-theft guardrails installed in the house. For him, it is as easy to avoid the scope of the camera, and entering anyone is as easy as shopping.
But it is not easy to avoid the position of the camera.
There are monitoring at both ends of each building, following the people entering and leaving the door of each unit.
If you want to walk through the window, the only one that can be considered a dead corner is a small window facing the high wall at the end of the building. It should only be used for ventilation, which is a structure that cannot be fully opened.
Now, I have read it, have you figured out how to check it out?
After coming out of the community, I found a small restaurant and went in. The hungry Xu Ting ordered a bunch of things in one breath. As soon as the waiter left, he held his cheek and asked, "I think I'd better wait until the night to follow Xiaowei."
Han Yuliang pondered for a moment and asked in a low voice: Xu Ting, is there anything that can cover my face and be more convenient to carry?
Xu Ting thought for a while and said: I saw that there is a pharmacy on the front of the community. Is there a big medical mask for you?
OK, go buy me a pair.
Do you really have to find a way to join Xiaowei's home?
Xu Ting said in surprise, is this... OK?
I'll try it myself, and if it doesn't work, I'll withdraw it.
Han Yuliang was quietly thinking, just help me prepare.
After Xu Ting bought the mask, the TV in the hotel happened to broadcast local news.
The female anchor with a dignified face said in a very serious tone: Insert an emergency message, a serious criminal case occurred late last night at a KTV in Nancheng District, our city...
Han Yuliang looked over and said that it was Liu Feng's incident on TV and told him a lot about the murder scene. Then the director cut him to the head of the Criminal Search Section of the Nancheng District Police Station. The middle-aged man with a big belly made a lot of passionate statements to the camera.
Xu Ting didn't listen carefully at all, snorted and said disdainfully: This old guy has been in office for several years. I have seen him on TV for less than twenty times. I always say this in this way, so I don't bother to change the words.What a man, even if you admit that you don’t work, it’s really annoying to just say something false.
It's just a corpse-position, not surprising.
Han Yuliang only saw Ye Chunying treating a patrolman who was beaten and injured by a group of gangsters a few days ago. He knew the situation in the black street. He was a little smart and knew that this was very evil. He dared to go on TV to express his opinion on investigation. I think it would be difficult.
Xu Ting lowered her head a little sadly, Lao Han, if it was really related to... that black angel drug, Xiaowei would never get that kind of medicine, right?Could it be that Wang Wenshan offended someone outside, or... it was the injection that Liu Feng gave her?
She said this without any confidence, so she looked up and smiled, forget it, I just comforted myself.Xiaowei's attitude... indeed seems to be problematic.When I didn't say it, let's have a meal.
Han Yuliang was eating and chatting, deliberately delaying the time. When he left the hotel, many people probably started taking a nap.
Zhang Yingwei works in a hotel. After finishing his work at noon, even if he goes home to rest, the time will be much later than this.
Han Yuliang made up his mind and made an appointment with Xu Ting to call her to meet her, so she asked her to find a place nearby to pass the time.
He pretended to be wandering, and turned across the street corner against the bright sun, stepping on the soft asphalt road.
Outside the wall of the side window of the Zhang family, there is a construction site opposite the street. When the sun is scorching, they have already rested and escaped the summer heat, and the street is empty and there are no passers-by.
Han Yuliang walked into a small supermarket, pretended to look inside, coughed a few times before going out, took out the mask and put it on, turned to the side, walked to the middle of the wall, stopped and looked left and right, looked at the street with no one on the street for the time being, lifted up his breath, and gently tapped his heel on the anti-theft wire on the wall, and then fell on the path between the building and the wall.
There was a couple hugging each other in the pavilion in the distance, whispering something lovely.
Han Yuliang estimated the distance and thought that if he didn't deal with it, it was not that there was no possibility of being seen, so he quietly walked over, lowered his hands behind his waist, and temporarily fixed their acupoints with his hands turning into rain.
In order to avoid trouble, he regretfully gave up the urge to knead the woman's plump buttocks for a few times, and retreated the same way to avoid appearing in the surveillance.
He touched the material on the surface of the building with a lot of help. He held his breath and observed that the green trees outside could barely block a lot of sight. He no longer hesitated, jumped up and climbed out of the small window like a gecko swimming in the wall.
Originally, the window could only open a wide gap from the lower direction, and if it opened again, it would be stuck by the structure.
But of course this kind of thing can't stop Han Yuliang.
He stabilized his body and looked at the window first. It seemed that it was a cloakroom with no one there. He immediately felt relieved, and his internal force penetrated his fingertips, slowly twisting the stuck metal structure, lifting the already open window to a larger size.
He could barely pass by when he saw that he turned around and fell silently into the ground in the house.
After looking around, there were clothes, shoes and socks on them. Han Yuliang picked up the gorgeously crafted underwear and underwear and looked at it. Then he leaned against the door and heard the movement inside.
It should be that I have already had lunch break and there is no sound in the house.
He carefully opened the door and looked at it. It was a spacious living room. The dining table was removed, which was larger than Ye Chunying's clinic.
He thought to himself that this woman seemed to be a wealthy family in this era.
But living in such a place, why did Zhang Yingwei work hard to work in a small restaurant in a hot day?
Isn’t this the same as the daughter of a gentry family who goes to be a maid for others?
When I walked into the living room, it was quite cool. It seemed that the air conditioner was much better than the lazy donkey in Ye Chunying's clinic who complained about it as soon as he worked.
He listened for a moment, followed the slight breathing and touched the bedroom door.
Zhang Yingwei's mother was lying on the large double bed inside, sleeping soundly.
Perhaps it was because the cool breeze couldn't help but blew, and she didn't close the door and relied on the air conditioner in the living room to cool it down.
But of course it is better to blow it cooler, so she covered it less tightly, with only a cool quilt on the corner of her belly.
After looking over for a while, Han Yuliang admired in his heart. Calculated his age, the woman inside was at least about forty years old, but she was well maintained. She could not tell that she looked old even if she was facing the sky. Her eyebrows, eyes, facial features were much more beautiful than her daughter. She was worthy of being a signature model.
Although youth is the best cosmetic, Zhang Yingwei compared her mother, she really only has the advantage of youth, especially her figure, which makes Han Yuliang wonder if she is her biological mother and daughter.
It is very different from Zhang Ying's small, delicate, cute and delicate figure. Her mother is tall and long, with her hips full, with a holding of a bee waist, her breasts are plump and round, and she lies on the soft mattress, like a sleeping crabapple. Her nightgown is rubbed a lot, and her butt is mostly not visible. The black underwear with lace is also exposed, which makes Han Yuliang greedy, and the beautiful scenery of pressing the mother and daughter on the bed together appeared in her mind.
However, when he thought that Xu Ting was still waiting and the woman inside didn't know what it was, he couldn't act rashly, so he had to put on his mask and prepare to go in and pretend to be a murderer and ask directly.
It happened that at this moment, the phone that the woman placed next to her pillow actually started to buzz and shake.
Han Yuliang, who had already taken steps, had to quickly flash back to the original place, hold his breath and listen to the movement inside.
Humph yeah...
The woman turned over, got up and seemed to have a headache. She hummed in dissatisfaction and groped for a few times, picked up her cell phone from the pillow, squinted her eyes and looked at it.
This time, she sat up in surprise, held the phone in her hands and leaned into her ears, and said sweetly: Hello, you finally want to call me.
Han Yuliang frowned. The woman's tone of speaking was much more coquettish than her daughter.
Why do these mother and daughter seem to have lost their mental age?
He focused his energy and the sound in the earpiece of his mobile phone was naturally filled with the sound in his ears.
That was a very low-key man calling him, and his tone was high. I'm asking you, what happened to Yingying recently?Don’t you give her enough living expenses?Xinjue told me that she actually worked as a waiter in a small restaurant. How did you become a mother?Ah!
The woman shrank for a moment and said nervously: This...this...this...this cannot be blamed. Since she knew about our affairs, how could she have heard me?You don’t know what your daughter’s temper is. She doesn’t even call you dad. What can my mother be like…
Tell me, you don’t have to do anything else, just raise a daughter, but you can’t even take care of it!
Hello, Yingying just doesn’t listen to me, what’s wrong with anything else?I didn’t worry about my studies. I said that early love delayed my study and would not deal with boys. I didn’t care about this, but I could still be you?You only have to go back here for three or four months. How long has it been since you met your daughter, you say it yourself.
I had dinner with her last month.
The man said unhappily, "I'm trying to find you two for your own good. You said that Yingying became like this because of our relationship. I'm not right to take care of your and your daughter's emotions?"
When I heard that the man was unhappy, the woman here suddenly became soft. OK, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was not right, I took less care of my child after he went to college, and when she came back in the evening, I would definitely tell her that she would work and do social practice and find a suitable place... Oh, by the way, what do you think if you asked her to go to Xinjue for an internship?I think they have a good relationship...
fart!
The man interrupted her roughly, you know what a fool!Do you know where the black street is?You asked Yingying to come to this world for an internship?Xinjue is so busy, can he take care of him?If you can’t take care of it, something happens. Believe it or not, I will peel you off!
The woman said aggrievedly: You will yell at me now. I said this is not OK, and that is not right. You just think that I am old now, not as good as the little girl around you. You don’t have to worry about Yingying. You should ask your other lover to have another daughter.Hate!
As expected, it turned out to be an outdoor room supported by a rich man, with a daughter at his knees, so there was probably no possibility of entering the house.
Han Yuliang was too lazy to listen carefully and thought silently in his mind that since Zhang Yingwei's father was a big family on the black street, then this black angel must have a source.
But he actually didn't believe it. How could such a petite, delicate and quiet girl use such a bad medicine to deal with her friends in the same room?
Today, I saw Zhang Yingwei's shocked expression after learning the news, and it was obvious that it was impossible to fake it.
Could it be that she was actually cheated?
Being her elder brother Xinjue?
Wait... Xinjue?
Zhang Xinjue?
Zhang Xinzhuo...Black Street...Rich people...Xinyang Trading?
Zhang Xinzhuo once bought Pluto's killer to deal with him. The Black Angel has been confirmed to be a new type of drug that Pluto is testing... A line surfaced, Han Yuliang's expression frightened, and a bit of murderous aura suddenly appeared in his eyes.
If this is Zhang Xinzhuo’s illegitimate sister, or a vicious snake and scorpion who can use drugs to murder roommates, then he doesn’t need to be extra virgin and savage. The evil people will be left to evil people like him to be hurt.
After hearing the phone hung up inside, Han Yuliang had already felt evil, and he sneered secretly, raised his hand to take off his shirt, and rushed into the room.
The woman didn't expect that a shirtless man with a mask covering his face suddenly appeared in the bedroom. When his face turned pale, he was about to scream and call for help.
As an experienced thief, how could Han Yuliang give her such a chance? Before he could reach the bed, he bounced his fingers and a wisp of true energy hit her throat, knocking her screams into a string of violent coughs.
Ahem!Cough...Ah...AhAh...
Without coughing twice, her cheeks were pinched tightly and her red lips were wide open.
Han Yuliang picked up the cool quilt next to him, stepped on the transportation capacity with one foot and tore it off, pulled off one, twisting her wrist behind her back.
This woman seemed quite brave and didn't even dare to struggle. Her tongue trembled, and her mouth was pinched open and said in a confused manner: Everything is easy to discuss, don't... don't kill me...please...
I wanted to tie her up, but I didn't expect it to be so unhelpful. Han Yuliang frowned and simply concentrated his mind and used his skills first, forced him to expose his murderous aura, and gave her a fierce look.
The woman suddenly became soft, and her big white legs scattered beside the bed were trembling and drooping down. She half raised her head and begged: I...I'll give you money...I...I promise not to call the police...really.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at her in a daze, not speaking.
She looked down and saw that her nightgown had been rubbed apart, and the suspender was hanging down below, revealing the half-pull-slipping milk melon that was still quite plump and attractive.
Even though she knew that the man had a lust, she felt relieved, forced a smile, retreated, and shrank her legs on the bed, and put them together. Others are also easy to discuss. As long as... as long as... don't kill me, it's really easy to discuss.Just... don't dislike me for being old.
Han Yuliang thought for a moment, took her cell phone, handed it to her, and hummed.
The woman trembled for a moment and asked in a low voice: Unlock...?
He nodded.
After unlocking, he first looked through the place where he could recognize what was going on, but the phone was very new and it was not an ordinary smart system he had seen. Finally, he knew how to open it, which was just a address book.
He turned to the number marked as kissing her husband, pointed hard at the woman's face, and said in a hoarse voice: Is this your husband?
The woman said with a sad face: I...I just wrote it myself, I...I am the mistress for him, I have been my husband for twenty years, and I just kept it in my phone.
He ignored it, took his phone back and then flipped down, and then saw the two names Zhang Xinjue and Zhang Xinzhuo in turn.
A smile appeared under the mask. Okay, it seems that it is not unfair. He opened Zhang Xinzhuo's business card and checked the number. It was consistent with Ye Chunying's existence. Zhang Xinzhuo, Zhang Sanshao, what is the relationship with you?
The woman held her knees, as if she realized that the other party was not an ordinary robber in the house, and whispered: Yes... it is the son of my man's wife, the third brother.He...he seems to be quite famous in the black street, and he said that others call him Zhang San Shao.
Um?Young Master Zhang?
Han Yuliang deliberately made an unhappy tone, turned his palm into a knife, slashed horizontally, and rubbed his fingertips across the woman's suspender, and the fragile fabric immediately broke.
I...I won't tell him.
She hugged her nightgown that almost fell off with her hands, leaned back against the head of the bed, gasping for breath, and her face was as frightened as if she was so scared that she wanted. Whatever you wanted... I will give you whatever you wanted... Please let me go... Don't kill me...
Although he had lustful thoughts, Han Yuliang knew that it was important to do the business, not to mention that this woman was so timid, so there was no need to worry at all.
He thought for a moment, opened the text message record between her and Zhang Xinjue, looked forward, and browsed about the short dozen messages, and then followed her tone and sent a text message: Young Master, I have something to do. Can you ask you, have Yingying ever found you?She has become a little weird lately, do you know what's wrong with her?
The woman stared at him and sent the text message out, confused, pale, and had no courage to ask.
Before replying, Han Yuliang frowned and thought that he was idle, so he unbuttoned his pants, took out the long penis that was still half soft and not hard, and said coldly: Do you want to live? It depends on your behavior.
As a thief, he naturally had to find a beautiful female family to take revenge and take action. When the head of Wudang listed him as a disaster in the martial arts world and called on the righteous path to chase him, he quietly went up the mountain and kidnapped the concubine who had hidden the nose of the dead bull in the side room, and took her to the mountain to enjoy the sky and earth for three days.
The little woman with round and moist skin was raped by him so much that she went from crying and begging for mercy to crying and begging for mercy, from being indecently suffering to being indecently ecstatic to being indecently suffering, and finally the vaginal barrier was broken, and lust flowed. In the future, the kidney meridian was empty and lustful, and as long as the dead bull's nose was fucked, she would be venting wildly. If she worked hard, she would be able to kill her alive.
He never thought he was a good person.
He was not interested in pretending to be a hero if he was not in front of Ye Chunying.
Seeing the woman crawling over slowly, he felt happy.
Isn’t you, Mr. Zhang, looking for someone to kill me?
Not only did I live well, I also wanted your little mother to kneel down and eat my cock.
After wandering around the KTV for a long time, the mistress was hesitating, but as soon as she got closer, she smelled a faint smell of blood. She was so scared that she moved her lower body to the edge of the bed, knelt down obediently, put her round butt on her heels, and raised her head and obediently spit out her tongue, licked up along the tendons in the center of the scrotum.
Experts knew if there was any problem, and they knew that this was a skilled person at first sight. Han Yuliang smiled slightly, spread his legs and stood firmly, and pushed her hair away with one hand. He watched her open her mouth and lick her penis, slid her glans, and swayed her tongue underneath.
The happiness his little brother got from the same service was several times higher than that of ordinary men. With a lick of his tongue, the sourness and numbness spread out immediately, and his entire cock rose up high and swollen quickly.
She originally had two fingers in circle, but as she saw the glans in her mouth getting bigger and bigger, her thumb and index finger could not be wrapped around her anymore.
She has seen this kind of majestic penis in the past.
Of course, Han Yuliang would not have done anything special to such a woman. He took her cell phone to continue checking, grabbed her hair with his other hand, and shook her and sucked her.
As a result, she pushed her throat the first time, choking her face flushed, and she hurriedly pushed her hands on his thigh, shook her head with tears and begged for mercy.
Unfortunately, Han Yuliang always had a little bit of a crazy desire for such a mature beauty. When he saw the tears in the corners of her eyes, he became even more excited. His male waist swayed slightly, as if he treated her swallowing muscles as a ecstasy mouth and squeezed them in and out quickly.
The woman kept choking and coughing, but she couldn't spit out the things in her mouth. She bit her and had no courage. She choked her tears and snot out in just a few strokes, and she was extremely embarrassed.
Han Yuliang was about to insert it deeper, but the phone in his palm buzzed and replied.
He then let go of the woman's hair, let out a sigh, and said: Play the flute well, don't stop.
She spit out her cock and coughed a few times, then quickly picked up the quilt and wiped her face, nodded, put her huge glans into her mouth again, sucked it and sucked it quickly.
This woman's ventriloquy is far better than Xu Jiao. I think that Li Manman's ordinary wife is not as good as that. Han Yuliang moaned with satisfaction, enjoying the service of her tender tongue and soft red lips, while opening the reply text message.
Nothing, Aunt Qin.Xiaowei just had a little conflict with his roommate, so he was in a bad mood.After I enlightened her, she was much better.
Han Yuliang thought about it and looked at the previous records. Aunt Qin didn't dare to communicate with the eldest son, but instead often chatted with the third son, with the idea of becoming the reincarnation between the lines.
However, after listening to Zhang Yingwei's phone call, she was looking for the eldest brother, not the third brother, and Zhang Xinzhuo probably didn't know the inside story.
Moreover, Zhang Sanshen’s temperament may not be called by one phone call.
It would be better to wait here for the rabbit to wait for Zhang Yingwei to come back and interrogate him directly.
Making up his mind, Han Yuliang threw away Aunt Qin's cell phone, grabbed her soft breasts with her hands, rubbed her waist and inserted it dozens of times. When the scrotum shrinks, he loosened the semen, thrust his glans back, and ejaculated into his mouth.
Aunt Qin has been raising her for all her life, and her service skills have almost become an instinctive reaction. She swallowed her gurgle while slid her plump lips, wrapped around the edge of the glans and slowly slid back and forth.
The circle of the glans was the most sensitive when a man ejaculated, and Han Yuliang naturally moaned happily, and sprayed her with no drop of sperm that had been inserted into the tube.
But looking at her flattering eyes, he still tore the cold quilt into strips, first tied her hands and feet tightly, and then stuffed her mouth. Compared to pointing acupoints and cutting veins, such a woman can struggle and twist a little, which is more fun.
Anyway, the flesh had already reached his mouth. He had just had it out again, so he was not anxious. After a brief check, he left the bedroom first, closed the door, and went to a corner that Aunt Qin would definitely not hear, and called Xu Ting.
Hello, you go back first. I found some important things here, so I won’t leave now.
After a while of silence, Xu Ting's slightly suspicious question came: You big hooligan, can't you... like Xiaowei's mother?
Hey, you guessed it right.
But there is a lot more reading words.
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