"Fuck, I'm too strong!" He excitedly took out his cell phone to take a photo.

When the doctor arrived, the ramp was soaked in blood.

The woman has not moved for a long time.

Watching the ambulance drive away, Qiu Sheng called Wang Shanhao.

"What happened? I saw her getting into the ambulance." he asked.

"You go back."

Wang Shanhao has arrived downstairs and is investigating the incident.

He didn't know that it was the murderer who was talking to him.

The murderer crossed the ramp from him, nodded and greeted him, walked out of the restaurant,

Passing by the blind spot of the surveillance, Qiu Sheng took advantage of everyone's attention to the chrysanthemum bushes and picked up the glass beads on the sidewalk.

He stopped a taxi and returned home.

The current crisis has been resolved.

After lying on the sofa for a while, he stood up and searched for the cabinet at home.

After a long time, he finally found a photo of his father when he was young.

He leaned the photo against the wall and placed the incense burner, and he lit three incense sticks.

There was a pack of cigarette in the cabinet, and he took out one and lit it. He took a sip and the smell of cigarette hurt his throat.

He put the remaining cigarettes and glass beads in the incense burner.

A man is an old smoker, but he has never smoked it in front of Qiu Sheng and Wu Cao. Qiu Sheng knew it through the smell of smoke on a man's clothes and the cigarette box in his pocket.

There were also some family planning supplies placed with Yan, which were secretly placed in his drawer when Qiu Sheng was in the third year of the third year of the year.

Wucao always marks the days when a man may go home on the calendar. Even when a man is at home, the atmosphere at home will become a bit awkward.

Is this enough?

Qiu Sheng looked at the photos. In the photos, the man was riding on the tree and smiling happily.

No.

This is just the beginning.

His head seemed to be about to crack. He waited for the incense to burn, packed up the incense burner and the photos, and lay back on the sofa.

The sky gradually darkened, and Xu Luolei sent a message asking about the progress of his debt. He did not reply and fell asleep in a drowsy manner.

The scene of a woman's death was played in his mind, and the bloody chrysanthemums fluttered in the wind. This was his first time ending someone else's life.

I opened my eyes again and the balcony was dark yellow.

The headache is not diminished, and a comfortable touch comes from the temple.

Looking up, it was dancing grass.

"Don't force yourself too much, A Sheng." The girl put her legs on Qiu Sheng's side, lowered her head, and looked in front of his eyes.

"Where did you learn the middle school second chapter? Do you know what happened!" Qiu Sheng pulled the girl's face hard.

Wucao stared at Qiu Sheng angrily, and the movement of rubbing and pressing his hands remained unchanged.
Chapter completed!