Narendra Sex and Evil Performing Arts Company

(seventy)

The front door of a detention center is not a place for conversation.No matter how many questions there are, the PICC is out anyway, so let's get in the car first.

There are two existing cars (Chrysler from Evil Performing Arts and Lincoln Navigator privately owned by Mr. Anton), with 57 seats and [-] people in total. How should we allocate the rides?

If you want to say "sit casually", please don't give an answer so quickly, please refer to the following conditions - people who can drive include An Dong, Wang Jiangang, Zhang Kaiquan, Zhu Shasha, lawyer, Nalan Dexing, among them Zhang Kaiquan, Nalan Dexing Rand does not have a driver's license, Zhu Shasha is pregnant and has just been frightened, it is inappropriate for the lawyer to let him drive as a client; Wang Jiangang wants to take care of Zhu Shasha so he has to go with her in the car; Nalande has something to ask Feng Xiao I don't want Zhu Shasha and the doctor/nurse to hear these words, and it's best not to hear An Dong, because that guy has too many problems; he keeps his pipe open, for fear of choking the pregnant woman; besides, Wang Jiangang still insists on fighting with his highness .

Combining the above factors, Nalande spent 5 minutes standing outside the car door on crutches and staring at Feng Xiao in a daze.

Until the car door opened, one hand dragged him in, and before he could react, he fell on Feng Xiao's body, as if throwing himself into his arms.Feng Xiao rolled his eyes at him, let him clutch his legs and scream, and closed his eyes again: "Aren't you telling me to go home and sleep?!"

"..." Oh, I rub it? !

Next, Wang Jiangang pulled Zhu Shasha into the co-pilot, and ordered An Dong to take the lawyer and doctor/nurse home, and then returned to get into the Chrysler driver's seat.Zhang Kaiquan opened the back door and took a look, seeing that Nalande and Feng Xiao were arguing and occupying the seats, and there was no place for him to get down, so he had no choice but to flick his pipe and get into An Dong's car.

problem solved.

On the way, she didn't know that Feng Xiao was really sleeping or pretending to be sleeping, but her face looked really bad.After a few pushes, there was no response, and after a few more pushes, he simply shook and fell on his shoulders, and then fell on his legs again.His head was heavy and heavy, and he couldn't lift it up, and the wound hurt from the pressure.

"Sasha, can you tell us... what happened today?" Narendra decided to ask Zhu Shasha first.Wang Jiangang also said: "Yes, Sasha, what happened? Did someone hurt you? Has the suspicion been cleared?"

Zhu Shasha looked back at Feng Xiao, who was sleeping soundly, and said, "I'm fine. Mr. Feng called the doctor who was in charge of Mr. Jiang yesterday to prove that I injected Mr. Jiang with life-saving medicine, but because the injection was not timely , still failed to prevent his death."

"Ah, that's great, that's great, I know this matter has nothing to do with you." Wang Jiangang just rejoiced, and his eyes didn't know whether to look at Zhu Shasha or the road.

"But what did you inject Jiang Feng with?" Nalande asked curiously.After asking, looking down, Feng Xiao's eyelashes did not tremble.

"This... I don't know what it is exactly." Zhu Shasha said frankly, "But it is indeed the medicine to save Mr. Jiang."

"Who gave it to you?"

Zhu Shasha didn't speak, but just glanced at Feng Xiao again.Nalande knew the answer immediately, and smiled: "Then what about the inspection report on the syringe?" After asking, he felt that the head on his leg sank a bit, and the pressure on the wound became more and more painful.

"Sasha is fine, and the report certainly proves that she is right. Qiqi, Sasha is also a victim, so don't ask any more questions!"

"But Jiang Feng is dead."

"Qiqi, what do you mean by that? Do you have to prove what Sasha did?"

"No, I'm not talking about Sasha, I'm talking about... um—" The head on the legs was a little heavier, almost crushing his newly healed flesh and blood.Nalande snorted, and pulled Feng Xiao's hair with all his might.Since he wants to put pressure on him secretly, then he doesn't want him to have a good time.

And Wang Jiangang obviously understood Nalande's meaning, hummed twice in the rearview mirror, and continued to drive without saying anything, considering that Sasha was beside him.

The two fought hard until they got home, during which they were stuck in traffic for 10 minutes.

He parked at the back door of the small building, and was about to push him to get out of the car, but Feng Xiao took advantage of the unpreparedness and opened his mouth to bite his thigh. The pain caused him to let out a scream, feeling like his flesh was about to fall off.And Feng Xiao woke up "just in time" at this time, carried the "wounded" as it should, got out of the car and entered the door, and shouted "Get out of the way, someone's wound is open".

Sensing the vicious gaze from Nalande, Feng Xiao bowed his head and gave a nonchalant glance back, and continued to run upstairs: "Is the Jiangang gauze potion still in the room?"

"Yes……"

"Then you don't have to come up."

"..."

Nalande sometimes thought, how many bad intentions can such a naive person have?But these two things happen to be compatible with him very well.I really want to know how bad he is.

Feng Xiao closed the door with her foot, threw him on the bed, and went straight to untie his belt without turning on the light or pulling the curtain.Of course Nalande wanted to resist, but as soon as he resisted, Feng Xiao raised his knee and crushed his wound, finally forcing Nalande to lose his strength, he gritted his teeth and actively clenched Feng Xiao's collar, I begged for mercy.

"Did I tell you not to doubt me?" Feng Xiao unbuttoned his pants arbitrarily, while staring into his eyes coldly.

"Well……"

"Say, yes or no?"

"Have……"

"Then why don't you listen?"

"I……"

"If you have any questions, why don't you just ask me? Why do you want to listen to other people's hearsay?"

"You..." You are lying dead!

The trousers were taken off, but unexpectedly, Feng Xiao did not continue to force her, she just squatted down, gently and carefully caressed Nalande's bleeding wound again, her eyes seemed regretful, but the traces of red Obviously thanks to him.hypocritically.

But the pain of the wound really eased up bit by bit.

"Ask." He looked up again, looking into his eyes.

"Jiang Feng is dead." It was a declarative sentence, because I didn't know where to start asking.

Feng Xiao said, "He deserves it."

"You..." Nalande clenched his hands a little bit, thinking sure enough, "You asked Sasha to inject something into Jiang Feng?"

"Yes."

"What was injected?"

"My serum."

"Ha, you're so smart that the blood type doesn't match to death, you are so smart!" Just as he was about to push him away, there was another burning pain on the wound.

"I'm saving him."

"You put... ah—"

"You shit." Feng Xiao dug into his bloody thigh with one hand, as if punishing him, she held his neck tightly with the other hand, allowing him to cry and howl but not to lean forward or back, "You know how much spiritual power I spent on this tube of blood Is it? He committed suicide by injecting that stupid idiot when my serum just merged into his blood, not only destroying the spiritual power stored in my serum, but also eating back my body. Otherwise, why do you think I am tired? Like this? He deserves it."

"...You really saved him with blood serum?" Nalande panted heavily and blinked, seeing his ferocity, as if he was about to eat himself if he didn't believe him.

"I'm so cheap."

"Can your serum save him?"

"It would have extended his life by *a few years."

"Why didn't you tell me..."

"Why did I tell you? Can you play any practical role besides urging me? Noisy." Well, I was actually planning to see his surprised expression. Now that I think about it, I'm really full.

"What about now? The body hasn't been cremated yet, is there still time?" Nalande asked expectantly, shaking his shoulders involuntarily, as if urging him to try.However, Feng Xiao was unmoved, shaking his head and said: "It's too late. It's easy to continue his life before death. At worst, he will go to hell to receive some heavy punishment after accumulating crimes in this world, or even cast him as a beast. Immediately after death, the soul left with the emissary of the ghost world. According to the current time, [-]% of them have already gone to hell, not to mention spirits, even gods can no longer intervene."

"I always thought you were talking nonsense."

"If you don't believe in ghosts and gods, why do you still believe that I can save him?" Feng Xiao smiled and brushed a strand of his hair behind his ear, "You seem to always choose to believe in some good things, what should I say about you? Too naive? Warmhearted ?”

"Is it really impossible to save?"

"Why do you have to save it? Isn't life, old age, sickness and death the normal state of you mortals? Since he has chosen to go this way early, why do you insist on intervening? Fate is his, not yours. Do you want him to have fun or you to have fun? "

Huh?What he said was true... Nalande was speechless.

Feng Xiao looked at him for a while, then lowered her head and continued to caress the wound on his thigh.Before Nalande was in a daze, he leaned over and pressed his lips to it.

Narendra was taken aback.The wound was already having a fever, but now it was more like being sprayed by a [-]-degree alcohol blowtorch on the heel of the leg, and I couldn't sit still all of a sudden.There was a strange electric current spreading from that leg, and it flowed through the whole body at a superluminal speed, arousing every lazy hair and every sensitive part that sank into semi-hibernation due to frustration.When YouQi looked down, the man's head was unscrupulously staying, repeating, lingering, and wandering near a place where he was ashamed to see others. The initial kiss was gradually replaced by wet licking, brushing every inch of his wound meticulously. The coolness brought by the breeze drying away the water stains almost made him feel no pain anymore.It seems unintentional, but it reveals signs of provocation from time to time.Even this picture makes people blush and heartbeat, the well-behaved object between the legs almost swells up quickly and vigorously according to the Hooke's law obeyed by the flattened spring, and it has been wiped lightly without being fiddled with. Feng Xiao's face.

The slightest touch will bring out the emotion/tide.

Nalande took a sharp breath, and then an uncontrollable trill came out of his nasal cavity. He was about to reach out to push him, but was held down by Feng Xiao.Feng Xiao raised her eyes and looked at him in response, her soft lips touched the skin along the wound all the way to the tender skin where the thigh and abdomen were connected, and rubbed lightly, making him tremble and gasp, before using the tip of her tongue to follow the wound. Climbing the rugged mountain road to the top, sliding all the way up, opening your mouth to swallow...

"No, I still have questions..."

"Tomorrow Jiang Feng's funeral, if you want to attend Jiang Feng's funeral, you need to rest early. Let me serve you to relax, and you can ask questions later." Feng Xiao said, "You just need to know that everything I do now is right for you. You do it out of good intentions."

"yes……"

"For example, now, although the spiritual power is exhausted, it is still obligatory to strengthen the fine contract for the adults."

Nalande was so full of sex that he seemed to be stuck in cotton candy. How could he understand his slurred words because he had a big mouth in his mouth? He just played back the sentence he just said over and over again in his ears - birth, old age, sickness and death. Normality, the normality of birth, old age, sickness and death, you may die one day, whether you want to enjoy this life or not, you decide for yourself...

Although the original words do not seem to say so.But he doesn't care, he is willing to misinterpret it like this.

Be happy, or it will be a pity to die.

******

"Old Zhang, what did you just say? The batch number of the drug?" At the same time, in Zhang Kaiquan's room on the third floor of the small building, after Wang Jiangang settled Zhu Shasha to sleep, he came to ask Zhang Kaiquan what happened today.

"Yeah, the wind steward told me to fabricate a drug batch number, hack into the network of the National Pharmaceutical and Biological Products System, and add such a non-existent drug name. The shape identification, physical and chemical reactions and pharmacological effects of this drug 'registered' , it's all..." Speaking of which, I looked around, as if afraid of being heard as a trick, and covered my mouth for a long time before whispering, "It's all the air steward who asked me to compile it and add it to the source database of the national secrecy system. Yes, it is to match the test results of the syringe, because the forensic doctor's test data for rare drugs must be compared with the source database to draw a conclusion, which is equivalent to us falsifying the pharmacopoeia and creating a "there is really an ingredient in the world" The false impression that a drug similar to human serum can effectively save the life of terminal lung cancer patients'. Got it?"

"Drug batch number, drug batch number...why didn't I think of it!" Wang Jiangang slapped his head and ran out, wondering if Zhang Kaiquan had listened to everything.