Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

Zhou Sui was working on a large construction site, and there was a problem on the construction site. Either workers fell off the scaffolding every three days or so, or there were surprise inspections, and there were many lawsuits. The boss had to ask Zhou Suo to come and see .

Fang Zhuo's incoming calls and text messages all set special ringtones, and when the phone rang, Zhou Sui knew who it was.

The boss knew that it was best not to offend people like Mr. Feng Shui, so he stood aside obediently, and then saw Zhou Suo forcefully pinch and deform the phone.

"Zhou, Young Master Zhou, if you are in a bad mood today, we can change another day." The boss trembled.

Zhou Su’s expression remained unchanged, and he pointed out to the boss that this place was facing the evil spirit, and that the original main entrance should be moved to the northwest, and then a ten-meter-high screen wall or a large auspicious stone carving should be erected on the spot. As a decoration, it can also block evil spirits.

The boss asked the assistant to write it down, and respectfully sent the man out of the construction site.

On the black car outside the construction site, the driver was sitting and playing with his mobile phone. As soon as Zhou Su got in the car, he realized something was wrong and asked nervously, "Mr. Zhou, where are we going?"

Zhou Su tapped on the armrest with his fingers, tilted his head back, and half-closed his eyes, "Go to Jingyue."

A high-end private club in Jingyue adopts a membership system, and the people who can enter are not ordinary people.The service staff inside, regardless of gender, are all beautiful and beautiful.

The driver was slightly surprised. He knew all of Zhou Su's itinerary. He didn't hear that he had an appointment today. Could it be that he finally got tired of the family flowers and wanted to pay for the wild flowers?

Zhou Suo has a long-term box in Jingyue, which is specially used for talking about things.

When he arrived, the people inside were getting impatient and started throwing things. As soon as he stepped in, a vase fell over.

Zhou Su quickly grabbed it and threw it back. The porcelain bottle exploded at the opponent's feet, and the porcelain fragments flew and cut the person's face.

Zhou Cheng didn't care much, and taunted: "Does Xu Weiwei know that you are so hostile?"

After Zhou Cheng knew what his father was doing, he was always in a state of confusion. He felt that he was an idiot before. He always blamed others, felt that his father was biased, and felt that he was being ridden on the head by a bastard. He was the most wronged and most qualified to scold Zhou Cheng. The sudden one.

Turns out it wasn't all fucking.

Later, he heard that Zhou Sui had made a name for himself in the south, and he cast a wide net, asking for a lot of money to buy a high-quality white jade bottle.

Not knowing whether it was because he wanted to make up for it, or because he wanted to take the opportunity to see the only remaining relative, Zhou Cheng immediately sent people around to inquire, and it took half a year to get a satisfactory one.

Zhou Su sat down on the sofa and brewed two cups of Tieguanyin, "Where are the things I want?"

Zhou Cheng took out a brocade box and pushed it over, "Top suet seed material."

Inside the brocade box lay a small pure white and moist jade bottle, such a large piece of seed material, and it was suet white, it was not just a matter of spending money, it also had to depend on luck.

Zhou Su caressed the jade bottle, took out the soft self-defense blade from the inside of the watch, and lightly scratched it on his wrist.

He put the jade bottle on his wrist, watched the blood go in without a drop, not only did he not have any painful expression on his face, but his brows and eyes were soft, and he murmured softly, "This should be fine..."

What should be possible?Zhou Cheng didn't hear it clearly, he just felt creepy, what kind of bleeding is done properly, it's either a cult, or it's fucking crazy.

"Aren't you sick?"

"I'm not sick." Zhou Su put the cap on the bottle, put it back into the brocade box, and put it in the pocket of his suit, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Zhou Cheng suppressed the panic in his eyes, and held his knee nervously.

In fact, a long time ago, he was not afraid of Zhou Suan at all. No matter what he said or did, Zhou Suan would treat him as a fart and would disdain him, but he would never fight back.

In his opinion, this is a paper tiger.

Ever since Xu Future appeared, everything has changed.It was the first time that Zhou Cheng got angry and almost strangled him with his hands. There was also Fatty Zhang who drugged Xu Future. Comminuted fractures, this life will be useless.

He has no evidence to point out that Zhou Sui did it, but he believes in his intuition—Zhou Sui's bottom line is Xu Future, and for Xu Future he can retaliate regardless of cause and effect.

"People in the Zhang family hate you to death now, pay more attention to safety." Zhou Cheng had a lot to say, and he was scared into his stomach.

He got up to leave, paused when he walked to the door, turned around and bowed to Zhou Suan, "I'm sorry about the past... I don't ask you to forgive me, just take care of yourself."

Not long after, Zhou Suan also left.He put his hand in his pocket, touched the deformed mobile phone, and changed his route to the mobile phone store on the street.

After getting a new phone, set up a password, and downloaded WeChat, Zhou Suo clicked on Fang Zhuo's profile picture again.

The content of the previous information is gone, but he remembers every word clearly.

The slender fingers tapped on the screen, sending out a message, [About what? 】

Fang Zhuo had already waited until he was about to fall asleep, his heart pounding in shock from the sudden vibrating phone, and seeing that the brick phone was still on the game interface, he went to look at another phone.

"Pretending to be pretty good." Fang Zhuo commented after reading it.

He deliberately paused for a moment, and replied: [What do you think?shy.jpg]

Zhou Cheng rubbed the screen of his phone, then took out the brocade box in his pocket to look at it, [I haven't met, I don't know how your physical fitness is, whether you can stand the fuck. 】

When Fang Zhuo saw the word "fuck", he walked up and down excitedly, even using this kind of word, tsk tsk tsk, terrific, terrific.

Fang Zhuo: 【Fuck whatever you want. 】

This text message disappeared like a stone, until Zhou Su's car stopped in the garden.

C: [:)]

Fang Zhuo: "..." What happened to the inexplicable creepiness.

Zhou Su went upstairs to change his clothes, and when he came to the garden, he had an extra glass of bright red watermelon juice in his hand.

The soft light of the setting sun sprinkled lightly on the young man's face, leaving a faint spot of light on the black eyelashes. Hearing the sound of footsteps, the eyelashes trembled slightly, and the eyelids lifted to look at him.

Fang Zhuo switched his phone to Weibo, "I'm back."

"Yeah." Zhou Suo pushed the watermelon juice to his mouth, "Drink it."

Fang Zhuo didn't doubt that he was there, and opened his lips while holding the cup.

The bright red liquid slowly flowed into the mouth, and the blood mixed in it would be decomposed and absorbed, and merged with the young man's body.

This knowledge made Zhou Su's breathing a little short, his mouth was dry, and his eyes were faintly shining with excitement and satisfaction.

Fang Zhuo observed him quietly, smacked his tongue secretly, and gasped for breath after a few WeChat messages, I was so scared.

After drinking it calmly, he licked his lower lip and smacked his lips, feeling that the taste was a bit strange, "What did you add?"

"I didn't add anything." Zhou Sudden looked away from the young man's moist red lips, and the turmoil in his body still couldn't be calmed down, so that his voice was abnormally hoarse, "I heard from the bodyguard that you recently posted on the Internet. Made new friends."

Fang Zhuo was relieved by the voice, and licked his lips again, "Yes."

"what kind of person?"

"a good person."

Zhou Sui squinted his eyes, and touched the back of the young man's neck with his hand, pinching it softly, "How good it is."

Fang Zhuo tilted his head and thought, "It's indescribably good."

Zhou Su lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Is it better than returning me?"

Fang Zhuo is not afraid of death, "It's just as good."

Zhou Su nodded meaningfully, turned around and entered the room.Standing in front of the French window of the study, he could clearly see a thin layer of air covering the young man.

Zhou Henian said when he was alive that the aura in his body was rare, if he really couldn't find a way to save Fang Zhuo, he could try to nourish his soul with blood, maybe he could save his life.

This method was learned by the old man from an ancient book, and it treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and the effect is unknown.It now appears that this approach does work.

Perhaps, he can have dinner.

Zhou Su laughed lowly, and tapped his fingers on the screen quickly, full of murderous aura.

C: [Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the evening, Jingyue, Shanshuijian box. 】