How bad guys are made

Chapter 390 Hi Good Evening

Zhang Hanhan bit his lip and watched quietly.

The two were talking, but they couldn't hear clearly because of the distance.

The two talked a few words, Mingyu seemed to be aware of her prying eyes, suddenly raised his face, and looked up, He Wenlong seemed to have sensed Mingyu's movement, and followed his gaze to look at the stand on Zhang Hanhan's side .

Looking at a bright place from a dark place, you may be able to see something, but looking at a dark place from a bright place, at best you can see a blurry black shadow.

Without even thinking about it, Zhang Hanhan took a few steps back, out of their possible line of sight.

Zhang Hanhan felt his legs go weak, and sat on the rattan chair, his mood sank.

After being bullied by He Wenlong yesterday, although she got drunk at home, she didn't tell Wendong in the end, but with Wendong's cleverness, he must have guessed it, but Zhang Hanhan did not deceive his feelings. Although she was bullied by He Wenlong, she now likes Wendong, now also.

How could he appear here?It was a coincidence yesterday, so what about this time?And he was still with the killer who assassinated him?What is their relationship?
Listening to the voices of several people in the middle east of the room below the stairs, the voice that originally made her irritated now made her feel more at ease. Zhang Hanhan took a breath, and the figure of He Wenlong just now appeared in his mind again. Why, perhaps because of the sad incident in the shopping mall yesterday, this familiar man who made her worry about it for more than 1000 days and nights made her feel a little strange, even scared.

Zhang Hanhan seemed unwilling, shook his little hand, leaned against the wall again, and quietly looked down, but where were they by the quiet swimming pool?

Hearing Wendong's voice below, Zhang Hanhan's heart was full of mixed emotions, and he hesitated even more. Should he tell Wendong that He Wenlong is here?
As soon as this thought came into her mind, she denied it. He Wenlong was her first love, and Wendong was the person she liked now. Out of instinct, she didn't want Wendong to know. First: He Wenlong was her injury. Second: She didn't want He Wenlong's appearance to break her life and relationship with Wendong, even if it caused a little bad influence.

It's not that she is ruthless and doesn't miss the past, but traditional concepts and rationality tell her that she cannot miss the past.

It's better not to tell Wendong, maybe, it's just a coincidence...

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"Han is right, fighting alone, maybe we are not opponents of Qingxue, because he is a breeder, and he is still higher than the batch of breeders who robbed Yan Ze before, invulnerable, and has extremely high defense. Moreover, he has regenerative enzymes in his body, and his ability to recover from injuries is extremely strong, and he is a seven-kill killer himself, and his skills are also strong, we must be careful tonight." Wen Dong said in a solemn tone.

"Seven kills? What an amazing killer organization." Zhao Yifei was surprised, but this time he didn't speak wildly.

"You know Qisha?" Wen Dong turned to look at him.

"Generally speaking, hehe, more than 40 years ago, my grandfather participated in the suppression of the Seven Killers, and almost uprooted the Seven Killers, but those remaining killers went abroad and came back from the dead, even more powerful. I don't pay much attention to killers, but if you add a planter, the chances of winning are much smaller." Zhao Yifei nodded, his tone also appearing dignified.

"En." Wen Dong nodded and said: "So, be careful tonight, I suspect he still has a helper, don't take it lightly."

"Don't worry, if the three of us can't stop him, then just commit suicide. I think as long as Qingxue is not stupid, he won't come tonight." Zhao Yifei snorted.

"No, he will come." Bailihan on the side said with certainty.

"Oh, how do you know?" Zhao Yifei turned his head and glanced at him, obviously not interested in his cold and arrogant eyes.

"This is the belief and pride of a master, he will definitely come." Baili Han said coldly.

Zhao Yifei sneered, obviously contemptuous of Bailihan's words.

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The garden villa where Zhang Hanhan lives is very spacious, with a living room and a bedroom, but there is only one bedroom.

After taking a shower, Zhang Hanhan wrapped his body tightly in a bathrobe and went to the large mirror in the closet to wipe his hair. Wen Dong sat on the sofa beside him and watched quietly.

Although we have lived under the same roof with Wendong for a long time, but this time is the real cohabitation, isn't it?

Wen Dong is wearing a clean white shirt, the soft light casts a dark halo on his jet-black hair, his eyes are lowered, he is sitting on the sofa with a big horse, and his face is not too handsome. Clear as a knife, full of a man's calm and upright temperament.

Zhang Hanhan watched him quietly through the mirror. He took a bath in the bathroom while he waited quietly in the bedroom. This kind of life style with a strong relationship between husband and wife made Zhang Hanhan feel slightly uncomfortable. Maybe it was because he was not used to it, or maybe it was because Thinking that He Wenlong was also nearby, but thinking that Wendong and Wendong would sleep on the big bed behind her tonight, Zhang Hanhan's little face couldn't help but blush.

"You go out first, I'll change clothes." Zhang Hanhan dried his hair, turned to Wendong and said.

Wen Dong looked up at her, Zhang Hanhan's figure was excellent, even if he was tightly wrapped in a bathrobe, he still couldn't hide his hot figure under the bathrobe.

"Well, don't wear a nightgown. It's better to change into a looser and more comfortable pajamas. If he comes, you can climb to the top of the ladder to hide." Wen Dong said in a deep voice.

"En, I know." Zhang Hanhan nodded, turned around, walked to the table and opened the suitcase, walking gracefully, swinging the bathrobe, revealing half of the snow-white jade legs below, watching the people fascinated.

Wen Dong glanced quietly, then stood up and walked out.

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Wen Dong didn't take off his clothes. At Zhang Hanhan's blushing invitation, he lay quietly on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes to rest. Zhang Hanhan wrapped his body tightly in the humiliation, and looked sideways at Wendong's quiet and dignified face. The desk lamp on the head was emitting a dim and blurred light, neither of them spoke, they were very quiet, for some reason, maybe she didn't notice even a trace of fiery throbbing in Wen Dong's eyes, and she didn't notice any changes in him, Zhang Hanhan I was not so scared and shy anymore.

"Are you asleep?" Zhang Hanhan asked in a low voice.

Xin's long eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly opened his eyes. His dark pupils were deep and steady. Wen Dong looked at her slightly sideways: "No, if you want to sleep, go to sleep. I won't sleep tonight."

Zhang Hanhan's little hand that was gripping the neckline tightly, she knew that Wendong was doing this to protect herself, so she couldn't help but slightly opened a small opening in the tightly wrapped blanket, and a small hand stretched out to grab Wendong's big hand.

Wendong turned his head and looked at her in surprise, because her little hands were cold: "What's the matter? Could it be a cold? They say you don't need to take a bath when you are on your period."

Hearing Wen Dong's tone of reproach in a soft voice, Zhang Hanhan felt at peace in his heart, pouted and said, "I'm not used to not taking a bath, I'm a little scared, you, you hug me."

Wen Dong looked at her beautiful face with a funny face, the cute look of biting her red lips, and said with a dumb smile: "Are you sure?"

Looking at Wen Dong's narrowed eyes, Zhang Hanhan was secretly annoyed, is he joking at me?

"That's fine."

"Hehe." Wen Dong smiled, Zhang Hanhan was confused by his smile, just about to ask, he felt the small hand held by his big hand tightened, Wen Dong lay down on his back, and let go of the other hand along her The humiliated mouth got in, and hugged her body hidden under the blanket in her arms.

"Come." Wen Dong's eyes were clear, he stroked her clean hair, and put one hand under the pillow.

Zhang Hanhan blushed, raised her snow neck and pillowed it on his arm, Wen Dong bent her arm and hugged half of her body in his arms.

Zhang Hanhan lay in his arms, holding two cold little hands in his hands, looking at the wheat-colored neck above his shirt with beautiful eyes, but her bulging Adam's apple made her quiet.

"Yesterday, I met He Wenlong." Zhang Hanhan said softly, as if testing Wendong's reaction, as if he didn't want to deceive Wendong.

"Well, I know." Wen Dong clasped her big hand tightly, and replied softly.

"How do you know? You looked for him last night, and you had a fight with him?" Zhang Hanhan looked up at him in surprise, with indescribably complicated eyes.

"No." Wen Dong shook his head.

"You're talking nonsense, you must have gone out last night, or what happened to the injury on your face early in the morning?" Zhang Hanhan is not a fool, Wen Dong said that he had a nightmare and beat him, which is absolutely impossible.

Zhang Hanhan bit his lip and stared at him closely.

"Why did you ask this suddenly? Is it important?" Wen Dong looked at her wonderingly, and frowned slightly. Did Han Han meet He Wenlong today?

"It's not important, but you don't love him in the future. It's impossible for me to be with him. What I like now is you. As long as you don't betray me, I won't change." Zhang Hanhan said with affirmative tone.

"Well, no more." Wen Dong nodded in agreement.

Hearing Wendong's answer, Zhang Hanhan's heart tightened. So Wendong took off He Wenlong's missing arm?He Wenlong still didn't want to give up on himself, so Wendong and He Wenlong had always been mortal enemies, but she was kind-hearted and didn't want them to be bad, and He Wenlong was the same.

"Have you seen him?" Wen Dong couldn't help asking.

"Well, tonight, he's here too." Zhang Hanhan whispered, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"What? He's here too? When did you see him? Where? Did he see you?" Wen Dong suddenly let out a low cry. Zhang Hanhan didn't know that He Wenlong's danger level was not much lower than that of Qingxue. He is now a breeder.

Moreover, he also appeared here tonight, what do you mean?
"What's the matter? It's at the swimming pool below the villas we live in. He's with the killer you mentioned, but they didn't see me." Zhang Hanhan looked at him suspiciously, and finally couldn't help asking : "Did you cripple his arm?"

"Dingling..." Wendong was startled again. Just as he was about to speak, the mobile phone placed on the bedside rang suddenly, causing the already frozen atmosphere to tremble suddenly, because he had an appointment with Zhao Yifei and Bailihan, Once there is any situation, just call and contact, if conditions do not allow, just send a text message.

Wen Dong reflexively turned over and grabbed the phone.

It was a text message, not Zhao Yifei and Bailihan, an unfamiliar number, but Wendong clicked on it anyway.

"Hi Dong, good evening.

I'm Mingyu, oh no, it's Qingxue. "

(End of this chapter)