When I walked out of the elevator, although the fluorescent lights in the garage were turned on, due to the large area, there were still some places where light was insufficient. Wenlong's vision was blocked by densely packed parking vehicles. How could I find the one Weng Lihong might be in from these vehicles?
His first intuition was to find the parking spot of Weng Lihong's X1. Weng Lihong used to park his car in the E-district at the entrance of the elevator. Because if you go up like that, you don't have to go far to Lige. He rushed over and took a look. The white X1 was still lying quietly in the original parking space. There was no trace of the hostess inside and outside the car. Weng Lihong had never been here before.
What to do? Where is Weng Lihong still possible?
He must make the correct judgment as soon as possible. By the way, Weng Lihong seemed to have mentioned that Wanda Plaza had a lot of people on weekends. Area E was parked at around 9 o'clock on the morning of the weekend. Last time they had to park their car in Area H. He didn't see Zhang Xiaoqian when he entered the store this morning. Judging from the camera's surveillance video, he came in at least after 9 o'clock, so his car was very likely parked in Area H.
Thinking of this, Wenlong quickly ran towards Area H. Area H and Area E were exactly the same diagonal. In a remote corner away from the elevator and entrances and exits, the owners usually didn't like to park their cars here, but now Area H was obviously full of various vehicles. He searched one by one, and he didn't even miss the bottom of the car. At the rear of a Mitsubishi Pajero, he suddenly saw a few shining things. He bent down and picked them up and saw that they were some milky white pearls the size of a tail finger. These pearls were once penetrated, as if they were originally strung together with threads. He remembered that when he went out in the morning, Weng Lihong tied her long hair with a string of pearl head rope. The size and shape of those pearls were similar to what he picked up. So Weng Lihong should be nearby, at least she had been here before, but it seemed that these pearls were torn off with force. Zhang Xiaoqian probably had already abused Weng Lihong.
Wenlong gritted his teeth anxiously and repeatedly reminded himself to be calm. Now if he makes a mistake, Weng Lihong will suffer a little more. Zhang Xiaoqian is so arrogant. He must have driven famous luxury cars. This time he searched for those high-end cars, and finally found a yellow Lamborghini Gallard sports car parked against the wall in the corner.
The short body seemed to be swaying slightly. He bypassed a black Land Rover and saw the side of the Lamborghini. The right door of the Lamborghini sports car was open, with four human legs lying outside the door. Two thick legs wearing sports pants on top, Nike sneakers with hook patterns on their feet should be the legs of a man; the two legs below were thin and long, wrapped in close-fitting black silk nine-point pants, two feet covered in high heels and ankle boots were exposed outside, and the white and tender toes were painted with black toenail polish, which was very conspicuous. Isn't these beautiful legs Weng Lihong or who
Weng Lihong's slender calves were pressed down by the men's legs in sports pants. She kept swaying her calves, and her high heels and ankle boots on her feet kicked the Nike sneakers on her, as if she was trying her best to resist the other party's violence. However, because the two had too much difference in strength, the resistance had little effect. Wenlong vaguely heard Weng Lihong's cry for help from the car, mixed with Zhang Xiaoqian's offensive and crazy laughter.
Wenlong was furious and rushed up quickly. He opened the car door and saw that the woman who was pressed on the seat of the sports car was his woman Weng Lihong. Her long golden curly hair was scattered in messy manner on the seat. The white cashmere knitted jacket on her upper body had been torn apart, revealing the moon-white underwear inside. The plump and crisp breasts bound by the black bra were vaguely visible. A thin man, or a young man who was developing too fast, was lying on Weng Lihong, with his hands on her chest rampant, but because Weng Lihong's resistance was very fierce, he could not do anything further.
Seeing his woman Weng Lihong being pressed under her body, Wenlong's eyes were red, and he reached out and slashed the guy's neck with a knife. The position of the hand was where the vertebral artery that supplied oxygen to the head of the human body. The other party did not resist under his sudden attack. He fainted without knowing what he said. He grabbed his collar and pulled it out. He threw him out, and his back hit the side door of the black Land Rover, and slid on the ground like a pair of mud. Seeing that he looked like Zhang Xiaoqian, he hurriedly turned around.
Lihong, are you okay? Did he do anything to you? Weng Lihong was surprised and happy to see Wenlong appear outside the car, but she quickly found that she was not dressed, so she quickly reached out to zip up the cashmere knitted jacket to cover the exposed underwear bra on her chest, and applied the tears on her face with the back of her hand and said: Good Longer, fortunately you came in time, I'm fine. Wenlong saw Weng Lihong's black close-fitting nine-point pants still wrapped in her slender legs, and he felt a little relieved. Then he saw the tears remaining on Weng Lihong's fair and delicate face. In the past, the corners of her apricot eyes were red, and a few traces of golden hair were pulled off and hung on her coat. It can be seen that Zhang Xiaoqian had caused a lot of damage to Weng Lihong just now, and his anger was even more intense.
It's you idiot again, you're a fucking fart, Ah, you want you to meddle in other people's business. A sharp scolding came from behind. Zhang Xiaoqian, the boy, had just fainted temporarily. He woke up when he hit the Land Rover door just now. Wenlong exclaimed when he saw Weng Lihong. Be careful. He heard the wind coming in his ears, and did not look back. He tightened his arms and clamped Zhang Xiaoqian's fist down his arm. He twisted it with a momentum. With the sound of dislocating joints, Zhang Xiaoqian's sharp voice made a pig-killing scream. Wenlong turned around and raised his knees and pushed him under his crotch, pushed him two feet away, and fell to the floor to complain.
You idiot, dare to hit me, do you know who I am? I'm going to kill you? Zhang Xiaoqian cursed unconvincedly, struggling to get up.
Wenlong was not satisfied yet, so he rushed up and pulled his collar to hit him. Although he was angry, Wenlong's punch still chose to hit the soft tissue and joints on his body. Although these places would not cause too much damage, the tactile cells were dense, and the pain when hit was more than other parts. Wenlong's fist fell on Zhang Xiaoqian like raindrops. The kid screamed repeatedly by him, but he was still scolding him with a tough voice.
Fuck you, you hit Ah again, I fuck your mom, you have the ability to hit you again, I fuck your mom, if you can't beat me to death, I will let your whole family die. Zhang Xiaoqian's arrogant words dared to offend and blaspheme his mother Bai Suzhen, which immediately touched the forbidden body in his heart, and stimulated him to be crazy. This time, his fists fell on Zhang Xiaoqian's waist and kidneys. The powerful impact force injured his lungs. After a few punches and kicks, Zhang Xiaoqian vomited blood and was beaten to breathlessly. He was beaten to the floor and rolled around. Wenlong raised his foot and stepped on him with the soles of his Martin boots. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqian's clothes had broken, the screams and scolds gradually came down. He was about to continue to go forward and kick him, and a pair of cold slender hands grabbed him. He looked back and saw that it was Weng Lihong
Weng Lihong grabbed him with an unbearable look on her face and said: Long'er, stop hitting her, he has been hurt by you, Godmother is relieved enough
Wenlong was angry. At this time, any person's dissuasion would be regarded as a manifestation of hostility by him. Weng Lihong's words were like adding fuel to the fire. Otherwise, he would not stop, but instead made his anger even more intense. He stared at Weng Lihong with wide eyes and said: I am helping you stand up, why are you still talking to this kid? You can still protect him? Weng Lihong didn't expect Wenlong to speak to her like this, with a look of grievance on her face after being wronged, but she still held it firmly in her hand.
Godmother is not protecting him, but if you continue to fight, he will be beaten to death by you. This is a life. There is no problem with Weng Lihong's words, but at this moment Wenlong sounds so harsh. He is extremely excited and has been dominated by his reason. He only feels that every word she is thinking about Zhang Xiaoqian, and he is deliberately trying to protect Zhang Xiaoqian. He feels a burst of anger and is sad, but laughs without anger.
Haha, you are thinking about him all the time. Are you obsessed with this kid? Did he give you orgasm? Even I can ignore this. Wenlong's words seemed to stab Weng Lihong's heart. Her face was as white as paper. Her eyes showed an incredible expression and stared at him. Her originally rosy lips darkened, and her hands were still trembling when she grabbed him.
When are you... Long'er, how can you say that to me?
Wenlong felt a little embarrassed when he saw her appearance, but he forced himself to turn his back with a heart-warming heart. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqian's disgusting face, he felt like a traffic jam in his heart. It was all caused by this boy. Without his troubles, he and Weng Lihong would not have become the current situation.
He was about to raise his feet and step on it again, but Weng Lihong was firmly grasped by Weng Lihong. Because of his great strength, Weng Lihong was swung forward by him and kneeled on the floor with both knees. However, she used all her strength to hug Wenlong's feet. Her long golden curly hair was spread out and covered his trousers. He felt that his pants were a little wet. Could it be Weng Lihong's tears?
Long'er, no matter how you think of your godmother, don't hit him anymore, please don't hit him anymore, please don't hit him anymore, please please, if you continue to hit him, he will die, then you will become a murderer and will be punished by law. Weng Lihong begged him earnestly
I want to be sanctioned? People like Zhang Xiaoqian are the scum of society, so he should be sanctioned by law. Seeing Weng Lihong kneeling at her feet in such a mess, Wenlong's heart softened a little, but he was still very dissatisfied with what she said.
Long'er, no matter what bad things he does, if you kill someone, you will be arrested. If the bad guy does something bad, God will punish him.
Haha, what shit is God, when did he show up, where was he when Aunt Qing Yàn Er'er Sister Yu Jia and others were bullied? Wenlong couldn't help but ridicule Weng Lihong
His first intuition was to find the parking spot of Weng Lihong's X1. Weng Lihong used to park his car in the E-district at the entrance of the elevator. Because if you go up like that, you don't have to go far to Lige. He rushed over and took a look. The white X1 was still lying quietly in the original parking space. There was no trace of the hostess inside and outside the car. Weng Lihong had never been here before.
What to do? Where is Weng Lihong still possible?
He must make the correct judgment as soon as possible. By the way, Weng Lihong seemed to have mentioned that Wanda Plaza had a lot of people on weekends. Area E was parked at around 9 o'clock on the morning of the weekend. Last time they had to park their car in Area H. He didn't see Zhang Xiaoqian when he entered the store this morning. Judging from the camera's surveillance video, he came in at least after 9 o'clock, so his car was very likely parked in Area H.
Thinking of this, Wenlong quickly ran towards Area H. Area H and Area E were exactly the same diagonal. In a remote corner away from the elevator and entrances and exits, the owners usually didn't like to park their cars here, but now Area H was obviously full of various vehicles. He searched one by one, and he didn't even miss the bottom of the car. At the rear of a Mitsubishi Pajero, he suddenly saw a few shining things. He bent down and picked them up and saw that they were some milky white pearls the size of a tail finger. These pearls were once penetrated, as if they were originally strung together with threads. He remembered that when he went out in the morning, Weng Lihong tied her long hair with a string of pearl head rope. The size and shape of those pearls were similar to what he picked up. So Weng Lihong should be nearby, at least she had been here before, but it seemed that these pearls were torn off with force. Zhang Xiaoqian probably had already abused Weng Lihong.
Wenlong gritted his teeth anxiously and repeatedly reminded himself to be calm. Now if he makes a mistake, Weng Lihong will suffer a little more. Zhang Xiaoqian is so arrogant. He must have driven famous luxury cars. This time he searched for those high-end cars, and finally found a yellow Lamborghini Gallard sports car parked against the wall in the corner.
The short body seemed to be swaying slightly. He bypassed a black Land Rover and saw the side of the Lamborghini. The right door of the Lamborghini sports car was open, with four human legs lying outside the door. Two thick legs wearing sports pants on top, Nike sneakers with hook patterns on their feet should be the legs of a man; the two legs below were thin and long, wrapped in close-fitting black silk nine-point pants, two feet covered in high heels and ankle boots were exposed outside, and the white and tender toes were painted with black toenail polish, which was very conspicuous. Isn't these beautiful legs Weng Lihong or who
Weng Lihong's slender calves were pressed down by the men's legs in sports pants. She kept swaying her calves, and her high heels and ankle boots on her feet kicked the Nike sneakers on her, as if she was trying her best to resist the other party's violence. However, because the two had too much difference in strength, the resistance had little effect. Wenlong vaguely heard Weng Lihong's cry for help from the car, mixed with Zhang Xiaoqian's offensive and crazy laughter.
Wenlong was furious and rushed up quickly. He opened the car door and saw that the woman who was pressed on the seat of the sports car was his woman Weng Lihong. Her long golden curly hair was scattered in messy manner on the seat. The white cashmere knitted jacket on her upper body had been torn apart, revealing the moon-white underwear inside. The plump and crisp breasts bound by the black bra were vaguely visible. A thin man, or a young man who was developing too fast, was lying on Weng Lihong, with his hands on her chest rampant, but because Weng Lihong's resistance was very fierce, he could not do anything further.
Seeing his woman Weng Lihong being pressed under her body, Wenlong's eyes were red, and he reached out and slashed the guy's neck with a knife. The position of the hand was where the vertebral artery that supplied oxygen to the head of the human body. The other party did not resist under his sudden attack. He fainted without knowing what he said. He grabbed his collar and pulled it out. He threw him out, and his back hit the side door of the black Land Rover, and slid on the ground like a pair of mud. Seeing that he looked like Zhang Xiaoqian, he hurriedly turned around.
Lihong, are you okay? Did he do anything to you? Weng Lihong was surprised and happy to see Wenlong appear outside the car, but she quickly found that she was not dressed, so she quickly reached out to zip up the cashmere knitted jacket to cover the exposed underwear bra on her chest, and applied the tears on her face with the back of her hand and said: Good Longer, fortunately you came in time, I'm fine. Wenlong saw Weng Lihong's black close-fitting nine-point pants still wrapped in her slender legs, and he felt a little relieved. Then he saw the tears remaining on Weng Lihong's fair and delicate face. In the past, the corners of her apricot eyes were red, and a few traces of golden hair were pulled off and hung on her coat. It can be seen that Zhang Xiaoqian had caused a lot of damage to Weng Lihong just now, and his anger was even more intense.
It's you idiot again, you're a fucking fart, Ah, you want you to meddle in other people's business. A sharp scolding came from behind. Zhang Xiaoqian, the boy, had just fainted temporarily. He woke up when he hit the Land Rover door just now. Wenlong exclaimed when he saw Weng Lihong. Be careful. He heard the wind coming in his ears, and did not look back. He tightened his arms and clamped Zhang Xiaoqian's fist down his arm. He twisted it with a momentum. With the sound of dislocating joints, Zhang Xiaoqian's sharp voice made a pig-killing scream. Wenlong turned around and raised his knees and pushed him under his crotch, pushed him two feet away, and fell to the floor to complain.
You idiot, dare to hit me, do you know who I am? I'm going to kill you? Zhang Xiaoqian cursed unconvincedly, struggling to get up.
Wenlong was not satisfied yet, so he rushed up and pulled his collar to hit him. Although he was angry, Wenlong's punch still chose to hit the soft tissue and joints on his body. Although these places would not cause too much damage, the tactile cells were dense, and the pain when hit was more than other parts. Wenlong's fist fell on Zhang Xiaoqian like raindrops. The kid screamed repeatedly by him, but he was still scolding him with a tough voice.
Fuck you, you hit Ah again, I fuck your mom, you have the ability to hit you again, I fuck your mom, if you can't beat me to death, I will let your whole family die. Zhang Xiaoqian's arrogant words dared to offend and blaspheme his mother Bai Suzhen, which immediately touched the forbidden body in his heart, and stimulated him to be crazy. This time, his fists fell on Zhang Xiaoqian's waist and kidneys. The powerful impact force injured his lungs. After a few punches and kicks, Zhang Xiaoqian vomited blood and was beaten to breathlessly. He was beaten to the floor and rolled around. Wenlong raised his foot and stepped on him with the soles of his Martin boots. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqian's clothes had broken, the screams and scolds gradually came down. He was about to continue to go forward and kick him, and a pair of cold slender hands grabbed him. He looked back and saw that it was Weng Lihong
Weng Lihong grabbed him with an unbearable look on her face and said: Long'er, stop hitting her, he has been hurt by you, Godmother is relieved enough
Wenlong was angry. At this time, any person's dissuasion would be regarded as a manifestation of hostility by him. Weng Lihong's words were like adding fuel to the fire. Otherwise, he would not stop, but instead made his anger even more intense. He stared at Weng Lihong with wide eyes and said: I am helping you stand up, why are you still talking to this kid? You can still protect him? Weng Lihong didn't expect Wenlong to speak to her like this, with a look of grievance on her face after being wronged, but she still held it firmly in her hand.
Godmother is not protecting him, but if you continue to fight, he will be beaten to death by you. This is a life. There is no problem with Weng Lihong's words, but at this moment Wenlong sounds so harsh. He is extremely excited and has been dominated by his reason. He only feels that every word she is thinking about Zhang Xiaoqian, and he is deliberately trying to protect Zhang Xiaoqian. He feels a burst of anger and is sad, but laughs without anger.
Haha, you are thinking about him all the time. Are you obsessed with this kid? Did he give you orgasm? Even I can ignore this. Wenlong's words seemed to stab Weng Lihong's heart. Her face was as white as paper. Her eyes showed an incredible expression and stared at him. Her originally rosy lips darkened, and her hands were still trembling when she grabbed him.
When are you... Long'er, how can you say that to me?
Wenlong felt a little embarrassed when he saw her appearance, but he forced himself to turn his back with a heart-warming heart. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqian's disgusting face, he felt like a traffic jam in his heart. It was all caused by this boy. Without his troubles, he and Weng Lihong would not have become the current situation.
He was about to raise his feet and step on it again, but Weng Lihong was firmly grasped by Weng Lihong. Because of his great strength, Weng Lihong was swung forward by him and kneeled on the floor with both knees. However, she used all her strength to hug Wenlong's feet. Her long golden curly hair was spread out and covered his trousers. He felt that his pants were a little wet. Could it be Weng Lihong's tears?
Long'er, no matter how you think of your godmother, don't hit him anymore, please don't hit him anymore, please don't hit him anymore, please please, if you continue to hit him, he will die, then you will become a murderer and will be punished by law. Weng Lihong begged him earnestly
I want to be sanctioned? People like Zhang Xiaoqian are the scum of society, so he should be sanctioned by law. Seeing Weng Lihong kneeling at her feet in such a mess, Wenlong's heart softened a little, but he was still very dissatisfied with what she said.
Long'er, no matter what bad things he does, if you kill someone, you will be arrested. If the bad guy does something bad, God will punish him.
Haha, what shit is God, when did he show up, where was he when Aunt Qing Yàn Er'er Sister Yu Jia and others were bullied? Wenlong couldn't help but ridicule Weng Lihong
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