Chapter 24

The funerals of Cai Yong, Mao Jie and Xiao Guo were held five days after his death, at the Xiegong Mountain Cemetery in the eastern suburbs.

Although Ji Xiaofeng was not happy inside, she had to go. After all, he was still the biological father of his daughter.

Ji Xiaofeng doesn't like her daughter very much

My daughter looks very much like her father, with Cai Yong's slightly drooping chin, especially inheriting his sinister personality. She always speaks sarcastically and is very stingy and cute, and is not popular with Ji Xiaofeng.

The daughter of her father seemed to have been several years old. Her single-eyed eyes had a look different from the past, just like the cold wind in front of her, cold and lifeless

Seeing his daughter's eyes, Ji Xiaofeng knew that her daughter was gradually drifting away from her, and the blood relationship seemed to be powerless at this time.

I hate you!

I hate you!

Her daughter threw all kinds of clothes she bought on the street, and she knew that sooner or later she would have such a day.

When she threw herself into Wen Yusi's arms without hesitation, she knew that this gorgeous and colorful world did not belong to her!

Family, family, and career, it doesn't matter

At this moment, the indifference and contempt of her daughter leaving with her grandfather and grandmother still fell back in her mind for a long time

But she never regrets

Hello, can we talk? A middle-aged man in military uniform stood under the snowy green pine. Judging from his epaulette, he was a lieutenant colonel. I will introduce myself. My name is Shan Lifu.

Ji Xiaofeng looked at him coldly, I don’t know you, what’s there to talk about

No, you have to talk to him!

Ji Xiaofeng turned her head and was a little surprised, Ah, Uncle San, why are you here?

The person who came was her third uncle Ji Feipeng, who was transferred to the position of the Provincial Public Security Department last month

How could I not come? The public security situation in Jiangcheng is in chaos. Three policemen were murdered overnight. How could we not worry? Ji Feipeng seemed worried. Let me tell you that this is Shan Lifu, the new director of Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau and Party Secretary. He was originally the head of the anti-special group of the Provincial Armed Police Corps. With the approval of the provincial party committee and government, he was transferred to him. It is a great responsibility to clean up the mess. Lifu turned to Shan Lifu's next sentence.

Shan Lifu still looked meticulous, Lifu must do his best to complete the tasks of the party and superiors. His eyes were actually looking at a cemetery not far ahead with some sadness.

Mao Jie was Lifu's comrade-in-arms. He was originally in the special forces directly under the General Staff. At that time, he was Mao Jie's instructor. Ji Feipeng's slightly old face looked sore. It shouldn't be that such a young and capable people's policeman died like this.

Ji Xiaofeng looked at the twilight lightly, Uncle San, you are still as worried about the country and the people as before. Today is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. I will treat you to Laba porridge

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No, no, Mayor Lang, you...you can't...

The shy little Lian screamed helplessly, her struggle seemed a little fragile, like a lamb exposed in front of a hungry wolf, followed by a crisp sound of tearing her clothes

She is pure and doesn't know why?

On weekdays, the gentle Mayor Lang suddenly becomes so hideous and terrifying!

The torn clothes could not cover her trembling breasts, although they were not big but firm

Lang Huaixue's wild gaze was on the maid's two nipples as big as rice grains. He covered Xiaolian's nipples, which were slightly purple because of fear, like two delicate red cherries, which were mouth-watering.

Ah...No...Don't...

Xiaolian subconsciously tried to cover her naked vagina, but her two little hands were tightly grasped by Lang Huaixue and could not move.

Lang Huaixue smiled lewdly, forcibly spread her tight thighs, and her delicate and powerful middle fingers inserted into her tight vagina.

Xiaolian screamed in pain, and there seemed to be a huge force in her body tearing her body. No...I feel so painful...Mayor Lang, please... let me go!

Her painful screams not only failed to stop Lang Huaixue's obscenity, but instead stimulated the inherent abused character in his body. He suddenly grabbed her pubic hair, and blood quickly oozed out of Xiaolian's smooth vagina. Xiaolian's body was arched, and the screaming became hoarse, and only accompanied by the pain in her whole body was tightly surrounded. Her scream had turned into endless moans.

Lang Huaixue suddenly screamed hysterically, Bitch! Bitch! I am not the mayor, not the mayor! Do you understand? I am your master! Master! Do you understand?! He grabbed her hair and hit her straight on the armrest of the sofa.

Xiaolian's headache was split, and she felt dizzy. I was going to die! I was going to die! She thought

Please me! Please fuck you! Fuck you! Quick! Lang Huaixue was still shouting loudly. He reached out and pulled off his clothes, revealing his strong flesh. In the cold night, he seemed so ruthless and cold, on this snowy Laba night!

Please...please...

Xiaolian's vagina was inserted into and out by his three fingers, and blood was oozing out of her originally closed vagina. After repeated thrusting, many lustful stains appeared in her vagina.

Look! It's indeed a bitch! The vaginal fluid is flowing out, hehe, bitch! Little bitch! Lang Huaixue murmured and scolded. He pretends to be pure on weekdays, but in fact he is still a bad bitch!

Xiaolian's fair face showed bright redness, she felt ashamed and wanted to die immediately

Open your mouth, hurry! Hahaha! Lang Huaixue laughed loudly, he pulled Xiaolian's long hair, and in the huge pain, she couldn't help but open her cherry mouth, and then Lang Huaixue's hard and slightly fishy penis was inserted into her mouth

Vomit... Suddenly, such a strangely long thing forced her to reach Xiaolian's throat. She felt nauseous and a nausea naturally surged out of her stomach.

Lang Huaixue ignored her reaction at all. He thrust himself in and out, treating her mouth as a vagina, just thrusting forward!

Washington was very dissatisfied! Very dissatisfied! This is the order he received: throw away the pawns and protect the car!

Washington wants him to win his favorites with his own hands!

She is his everything!

My Yao Jia!

My Yumiko!

How a world without her would be a world pale!

What kind of walking corpse would Lang Huaixue be without Yao Jia!

Lang Huaixue turned around Xiaolian who was already unconscious, but Xiaolian who was abused by him was still beautiful and charming.

The round buttocks and the closed vagina between the legs, and the slender pubic hair was messyly draped on the white mons pubic pubic, and she was summoning him!

He roared and sank into the gloomy bottomless pit of the pond, and rushed to the depths of the flower stem. The sticky and wet vagina strongly stimulated his erect penis

Suddenly, the huge explosion from not far away shocked his ears

Come! Finally come! Dead! Finally die!

He straightened up and shot out the energy contained in his body. He saw and saw the blazing fire. It was Changchun Garden, that's right!

It's Changchun Garden!

Isn’t his Yao Jia just imprisoned there?

The door opened, Li Ruiying walked in, but she couldn't see Xiaolian crying under Lang Huaixue. Congratulations to you, Mayor Lang

Hehe, it's successful, is it successful? Lang Huaixue turned over and walked to the window. After venting, he looked tired. There was no joy in his melancholy eyes.

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When the explosion occurred, Mou Rong happened to be not at the scene because Guan Zhao was here

The one who picked up the plane was Gong Kai, the one who was surprised was Mou Rong, and the one who was delicate and gentle was Guan Zhao.

Guan Zhao, who stood in the cold wind, wore a black windbreaker, with long hair scattered on his shoulders, graceful and charming

Head, I'll leave first, and leave the matter there to me... Gong Kai smiled wickedly, and before Mou Rong could speak, he drove away.

Why are you here? You don’t tell me in advance, and you want to attack suddenly. Mou Rong pinched Guan Zhao’s pretty nose, sniffed the fragrance of the body, and a burst of Tao Ran.

Humph, let me see if you have kept a small person here secretly? This is a few months ago, and I was left alone in Beijing. Your cruel enemy. Guan Zhao pouted his mouth, his eyes were red, and his tears were filled with tears. It seemed that he was about to drip.

Zhaozhao, it's my fault, but I'm busy with work, so I can't take it off next time. Mou Rong felt guilty and hugged his beloved wife deeply, and kissed her beautiful cherry lips.

Guan Zhao's vagina had already winding with an excited lewd flow. She was lying and her whole body fell softly in Mou Rong's arms.

This time, Zhaozhao, my husband asked you to be on it, okay... Mou Rong stretched out his hand first, feeling the heat, and groping for the overlapping mountains

Go, you are so bad... Guan Zhao was panting. He had already taken off his underwear, revealing his white mons pubis, with some hair spread on it, soft and slender, and a different kind of romantic

Oh, so deep... Guan Zhao shouted in a delicate voice, riding on Mou Rong's thigh, the tight and tender female wall wrapped his hardness, the strange attraction deep in the stamens strongly stimulated him, and the thin and warm Gulf current penetrated into his tight nerves

In an instant, Mou Rong's whole body became numb and there was an urge to ejaculate.

Zhaozhao, I miss you so much... The sudden arrival of his wife surprised him and felt happy. He felt her plumpness and smoothness, and let her hands wrap her around her neck, and her beautiful buttocks were so charming.

Good husband, you're so deep... My heart is about to break... it's broken... dead... Guan Zhaomei's eyes closed lightly, and Mou Rong's huge body pushed her sore and soft. Her vagina was about to break as he stirred

Mou Rong saw his beloved wife's delicate and light panting, and her beautiful breasts trembled on her chest. When she lowered her head, she saw the bright flower. It was really a sunny sky, set against the white mons pubis, red and white, smooth oil, and flowing in the river.

Oh... Mou Rong couldn't bear the charm of his beloved wife. He stood up and held her fat buttocks with both hands. He was handsome and handsome. His huge glans was pressed straight into the depths of the fat vagina and grinding it carefully, which was extremely beautiful.

Guan Zhao once again overflowed with wet love juice, and felt a faint fog in front of him. Well... Moe, turn it around again, I...ah... I really like it...

He is so strong!

The heavy impact made her blood boil like burning. Although it was winter, her heart was still burning like fire.

Mou Rong's penis interspersed and detoured on the path of the intestine. It was difficult but full of hope. The road was always getting wider and wider. Zhaozhao, come, let my husband beat you hard again!

He put her on the table, held her jade legs, bent her waist and exerted force, bang, bang, bang...

The table was too cruel to it and was forced to let out the last roar

Guan Zhao's vagina expanded, and the purple-red petals opened and closed as they opened, and the slender pubic hair became wet into a ball, red, white and colorful.

Her eyes were as silk as silk, and her words were delicate, just squeezed out a few threads, strings, lingering, and those lewd and erotic words...

Her eyes were so hazy, just like the white earth outside the window...

Ah...be more ruthless...

The pleasure generated by the intersection of the body and the soul made her whole body soft and numb. She twisted her beautiful body, rubbed her huge breasts with one hand, and groped her vagina with the other hand, and squeezed out the soul-stirring panting between her lips.

This lewd and beautiful expression immediately made Mou Rong lose his soul and his patience is limited!

He shouted, only to feel the layers of Guanshan cliffs surrounding his strong weapons. As her vagina sucked, the wriggling of the vagina, the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of the sound of...

ah……

Mou Rong's lower abdomen hit hard, and the hot semen shot out, hitting the hole, splashing waves, and the balls of feces were wrapped around his penis, and he pulled it out lightly

Guan Zhao said with a sound, and he felt dizzy, just like the blood flowing backwards, and the lower abdomen was in full swing.

It's just a hole in the red and white lewd place, with its mouth wide open, and spitting out a stream of turbidity, sticky, white, thick and thick

Outside the window, the snowflakes have become scattered and are flying like catkins.

When Mou Rong lowered his head and was about to kiss his beloved wife, he felt the earth shaking. He sat up all of a sudden, and there was an explosion!

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Some days I haven't come to Jiangcheng, and your house is getting bigger and bigger. Ji Feipeng drank the last bite of porridge and stretched out his arms. The hot porridge was so warm that it was so comfortable. I heard that you were going abroad? Go to Switzerland to attend an international law forum?

Uncle San is so well-informed. I was just about to apply for a passport. Ji Xiaofeng laughed and turned around and took out a pack of cigarettes. Director Dan, are you smoking?

I won't smoke, thank you for any help on the passport, even if you need help, I will definitely help. Shan Lifu looked around the house. Sorry, can you talk to us about Wen Yusi?

Ji Xiaofeng was stunned. Is this the reason why Uncle San came here in person?

She looked at Ji Feipeng in confusion, and then at Shan Lifu, who looked serious. She pondered for a while and said something.

Xiaofeng, do you know Wen Yusi? Do you know who he is? Ji Feipeng looked at this outstanding niece with loving affection. Her beautiful eyes were filled with sadness and loneliness. She used to have such a bright future. Unfortunately, she met that man.

Ji Xiaofeng smiled faintly. Of course I understand him. She shook her hand. I know what you want to tell me. What I understand is from the heart. It is a feeling that can only be understood but not expressed. I don’t need to know his true identity. The profession he is engaged in or how many heinous crimes he has committed. This is enough! From the day you first met him... I don’t understand, I deeply know and understand his strength, his melancholy, his hatred, his joy.

Ji Feipeng shook his head, and he was dissatisfied. Child, don’t go astray anymore. There are too many things you don’t know about. Do you know, about Wen Yusi, or Kevin, Bafa, Robert, or Randy, where are you now?

Ji Xiaofeng shook her head gently, Uncle San, I really don’t know...

But I know, Xiaofeng, unfortunately, he committed another bloody crime in the United States