Go back to 1990 to start a business

Zang Hong quickly searched the killer's body and found nothing.

He was about to leave when he suddenly heard the sound of police sirens downstairs. He sneered: "When did the Far East police officers react so quickly?"

This was obviously someone who fell into the opponent's plan step by step and wanted to prove that he killed the goose shopkeeper.

Moreover, does anyone believe that even if the Jingchao is dispatched, it has nothing to do with the Ye family?

Zang Hong had already faintly heard the messy footsteps downstairs. He quickly returned to Artyom, wiped off the fingerprints on the pistol with Artyom's clothes, and then held it in his hand with his clothes.

Then, he rushed directly to the window and jumped from the fifth floor.

But the moment he stepped onto the window sill, he suddenly felt the reflection of a sniper scope, and he squatted down suddenly.

Nothing at all.

Looking carefully at the light source, it turned out to be the building opposite. Mayfair was standing at the window, holding a mirror in his right hand and a light bulb with a wire in his left hand. The mirror reflected the light from the light bulb to his window.

This is a warning.There's an ambush downstairs!

Zang Hong quickly rushed out of the room and heard footsteps approaching the body.

Thanks to the corpse, Jingcha stopped.

Must hide immediately!

At this moment, a resident at the end of the corridor opened the door.

"God help me." Zang Hong rushed towards the door like a stream of light.

The person who opened the door was a Russian woman in her thirties, even wearing stockings. She had been standing at the door since she heard the gunfire. After waiting for a long time but there was no movement, she opened the door tremblingly and poked her head to see what was going on. Something happened, and a big hand appeared out of thin air and covered her mouth.

Then the man turned behind her and closed the door at the same time.

The woman feels that she has been fooled to death today.

Curiosity killed the cat.

It's strange that this man hid here with her after killing someone, and he is so eloquent.

"Don't talk, okay?" A man's voice came to my ears.

When the woman heard that she still had a chance to live, she nodded desperately.

Zang Hong moved his hand down to hold her shoulders, but his arm was wrapped around her neck like a noose, and continued:

"If someone knocks on the door later, just say you didn't see anyone. I won't kill innocent people indiscriminately. Don't give me a reason to kill you, understand?"

"Understood." The woman agreed immediately.As long as he doesn't kill her, anything is easy.

Zang Hong glanced at him and asked casually: "Do you live alone?"

The woman trembled slightly, not knowing where she was thinking, and said shyly: "You can live here, I don't mind."

Zang Hong: "..."

"My name is Agata, what's yours?"

"Oh, my name is Zang Hong. What do you do?"

Zang Hong was just trying to relax the woman's nerves, so that she wouldn't be too nervous and reveal her secret later.

"I'm a ballet dancer," Agata said.

"Ah?" Zang Hong was very surprised. Can he still dance ballet at this age?No wonder he was only wearing stockings, he thought it was because he lived alone.

Agata raised her head and asked, "Why are you surprised? Am I not in good shape?"

"No. In my impression, the careers of ballet dancers are very short, and they don't seem to be over 30 years old."

Agata smiled: "You are so honest, I am only 27."

Zang Hong suddenly felt a little embarrassed and quickly changed his mind: "Dancing ballet must be very hard."

The implication is that people are tired.Well, it's more certain that she is old.

"As long as you get used to it, you can't do anything else if you get used to it. In this life, you will always be attached to the stage. But women will eventually grow old. If they are not outstanding, they will eventually be eliminated. But now the society is getting more and more chaotic. , It’s not easy to do anything, it’s good to be alive.”

Agata's tone concealed disappointment and confusion about the future.

At this moment, Zang Hong heard footsteps coming from outside, and there was only one person.

He loosened his arms, and the woman heard it, and immediately smiled professionally, as if she was walking on the stage.

There was a knock on the door.

Agata reassured Zang Hong and opened the door.

The door opens outwards, and Zang Hong is close to the wall. As long as anyone comes in and looks around, he will be exposed.

Agata raised her head like a swan and asked: "What is it?"

"From the Border Guard, did you see any stranger just now?"

"No, I heard gunshots and didn't dare to open the door."

"Then how dare you do it now?"

Most people are timid. This is a huge flaw. You open the door without even asking before they say anything?

But Agata smiled: "I also heard the sirens."

"Oh, your name and occupation?"

"Agata, ballet dancer, besides, I know Maxim in your place."

"Oh, I'm sorry to bother you." The man closed the door for her.

Agata breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't realize that she was willingly siding with Zang Hong and was not being coerced.

Zang Hong thought of the conversation between Xia Chuan and Shiyun when they were in Germany. Could this woman have Stockholm Syndrome?

The woman turned to Zang Hong and asked in a low voice with a smile: "Are you satisfied?"

Zang Hong raised his index finger to his lips, signaling her to stop talking.

Agata could only stand silently.

Zang Hong pressed against the door and listened carefully to what was going on outside.

Sure enough, they were asking from door to door, and some even broke in and searched.

Agata stared at Zang Hong intently. The man's strong lines, concentration and calm expression made her more and more happy.

She felt that even if she was exposed, the man didn't care, she was just doing a small favor.

I don’t know how long it took, but the footsteps finally faded away and moved away.

Zang Hong frowned slightly, he retreated too quickly, as if he was luring a snake out of its hole.

Can't leave yet.He made up his mind.

"Did you just say you knew Maxim?" Zang Hong turned to Agata.

Agata was stunned, "Is Maxim arresting you?"

"I don't know. How did you and Maxim meet?"

Agata smiled sweetly: "Satisfy me first. It's okay if you want to know anything."

Zang Hongyun replied calmly: "You forgot what I said so quickly? Don't give me a reason to kill you."

Unexpectedly, Agata smiled more and more: "You won't kill me, I have helped you. Now your request is too much. I want you to help me once, isn't it too much?"

Zang Hong was puzzled, "Shall I help you?"

Agata smiled even more cheerfully: "Have you ever seen a ballet?

"I saw it in Novosibirsk." Zang Hong said clearly, don't let this woman misunderstand that she saw her performance.

Agata smiled and said: "Then you should know how experienced the female ballerina is in the action you just performed?"

Zang Hong remembered that on the stage, male and female ballet dancers danced one by one, and the male actor often hugged the female ballerina from behind.

"What on earth are you going to say?" He was still confused.

Zang Hong's expression made Agata feel more and more eager, her eyes became more and more obsessed, and her tone became gentle:

"During ballet, you absolutely cannot change partners, because both men and women wear stockings with nothing underneath. If it's a new partner, it's easy for men to pout like that hug you just did.

That is absolutely not allowed on stage.

Therefore, men and women must live in the same room a few days before the performance. Especially before going on stage, they usually have to sit and have sex. This is good for the performance.Even if you are not a lover, you can still do it. Once you are familiar with each other's bodies and the boy has ejaculated, there will be no awkwardness in the scene. "

Zang Hong's eyes widened: "You want me to be your dance partner on stage?"

Agata shuddered. Damn it, you really dare to think about it, your imagination is richer than mine.

She simply threw herself into Zang Hong's arms, "I'll save you half the effort. You don't have to go on stage. Just have sex."

Clear your throat and make a delicate sound, like a flute vibrating in the breeze.