Settled in the sweet spot

He Zheng had a slight bulge of veins on his arm, and when he opened the door, he saw An Xu's handsome smiling face.

“Curry chicken rice, super delicious~”

An Xu carried two takeaways and swayed towards He Zheng, only to realize that He Zheng was not wearing any clothes.

"Yo~" An Xu glanced at He Zheng's muscles and brushed past him, whistling as he walked in.

"Lian Jiazi, you have good muscles."

He Zheng didn't respond, and walked to the door as if nothing had happened, and heard An Xu who had already walked to the side of the coffee table say "Oh shit".

"Who is this prank? What is he trying to scare you into?"

An Xu was startled when he found the bloody contents in the courier box. The shadow of childhood almost climbed up the back of his head, and now he opened his eyes and stared at He Zhengwen.

"It's nothing," He Zheng said calmly, walked over to cover the box and sealed it with tape.From the corner of his eye, An Xu took the soft cushion from his sofa and threw it on the floor and sat cross-legged.

He Zheng didn't know what to do with An Xu's self-acquaintance. Every time An Xu came to the house, he had the misunderstanding that he was the guest.

He Zheng sat on the sofa and wiped his hair. An Xu, who was sitting cross-legged next to his lap, opened the takeaway lid and poured their curry on the chicken chop rice. The corner of the spacious living room was filled with the rich aroma of curry.

An Xu moved his index finger, rubbed his hands, broke off the disposable chopsticks, first forked a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth, chewing with satisfaction, his back leaning on the sofa suddenly lightened, He Zheng got up and went to his bedroom.

"Well, fragrant."

Detective An leaned on the sofa in a big guy's sitting position, with two long arms stretched on the sofa cushions on both sides, one long leg bent up, and a rebellious face with a very menacing aura.

When He Zheng came out of the bedroom putting on his short sleeves, he saw An Xu was leaning on the sofa like a boss, with a chopstick in his mouth, his whole body was ruffian from inside to outside.

An Xu couldn't help but ate a piece of He Zheng's chicken steak. He Zhengcai came out of the kitchen with a pair of clean chopsticks. An Xu pouted to see him sitting back on the sofa and eating slowly.

"Tut tsk tsk," An Xu changed his elbow to support the back of his head, and looked at He Zheng with gossip, "Are you actually facial paralyzed?"

He Zheng turned a deaf ear to it, and An Xu was relentless towards him.

"You see, from the first day I came to Zhongshi until now, at this moment, I haven't seen any other expressions on your face.

You are so calm when someone sends you a threatening courier, could it be that..."

An Xu showed a smirk, and grabbed He Zheng's black short sleeve casually. He narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Could it be that you are ugly when you smile, so you just keep a straight face to play cool?"

"No." He Zheng finally couldn't listen anymore.

"Huh? Is it because of facial paralysis or because you don't admit that you look ugly when you smile?"

"No."

An Xu put away his smiling face, feeling that He Zheng was really boring and he was too lazy to be funny, so he finally asked directly.

"Then who gave you the box? Can't you tell me?"

"It's just a boring person, there's nothing to say."

He Zheng ate the last bite of his meal without any expression on his face, thinking that the takeaway tasted really good.

An Xu, who didn't get the answer, let out a soft snort, let go of He Zheng's clothes, and said quietly, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, anyway, I can easily find out by myself."

"..."

He Zheng lowered his eyelids and thought for a moment, before deciding not to tell An Xu.

It is 1000 million impossible for Guo Feng to use his relationship to get Guo Jun out. As his former superior said, Guo Jun, who will not give up until he achieves his goal, will definitely do his best to make him unhappy.

It is enough for him to bear this kind of indifferent nuisance alone, there is no need to drag other people to be unhappy with him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, An Xu asked again, "Are you sure those people won't put your life in danger? Are you afraid that a bomb will fly on you while walking on the road?"

He Zheng's eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice, "It's just to vent some grievances, they dare not take the real action."

An Xu looked at his profile and took this matter to heart. In fact, a clear answer had already appeared in his mind, but he didn't say any more.The two chatted for a few more words, and An Xu returned to his home opposite.

He Zheng's guess was unsurpassed. In the next few days, He Zheng was surrounded by some disturbing little people.

He first drove to the criminal police team to investigate the anti-drug files from Wenzhou to surrounding cities for ten years, but on the road, he met someone who wanted to leave his car on the road.

At that time, it was the morning rush hour, and the black commercial vehicle recklessly snatched the road, got out of the way, and finally squeezed out of the traffic flow to the side of He Zheng's jeep.

He Zheng had noticed this arrogant car a long time ago from the side view mirror. While waiting for the red light, he just watched the car move to the side of his car bit by bit, and then he was sure at a glance that this car was For him.

When the green light came on, He Zheng stepped on the gas pedal calmly, and the black business car really "sticked" to the jeep like porcelain, trying hard to avoid the jeep and hit the other side.

He Zheng grasped the steering wheel with one hand, and lowered the window with the other hand, and the window glass of the commercial vehicle was lowered as expected.

He Zheng saw a bald man with a bald face. Around his neck was a gold chain as thick as a finger.

The people over there are obviously used to doing such indecent things, and they don't pay attention to the captain who was handed over to him by his superiors.

The side of the mouth leaned on the car glass, "Captain He, right? Our eldest brother..."

Before the bald man finished speaking, He Zheng turned the steering wheel sharply with one hand and drove the black business car towards the green belt. The driver in the black car didn't expect He Zheng to make a move, so he was stumbled by the powerful jeep. reclined.

"Hold!"

The bald man turned his head in shock, slapped the driver on the top of the head, and scolded him if he knew how to drive.

However, before turning their faces around, their car was hit by the rear of the car that did not react.

"Damn you, don't be ashamed of yourself..."

The bald head turned his head and was about to curse, but when he said the curse, He Zheng was long gone, and there was no sign of Jeep on the road ahead.

The string of cars behind the black businessman did not have any accidents, only the bald head and their car were stopped by the traffic police who came on a motorcycle a minute later.

It was because of He Zheng's identity that the driver of the black car and the others had their driver's licenses revoked on the spot and were taken back to the detention center for two weeks for intentionally hitting someone.

In the next few days, He Zheng was bitten again by a little boy who bumped into him on the way home.

The child who was only seven or eight years old held He Zheng on his back and grabbed him vigorously. He Zheng didn't stop him. After letting the child go, he directly pulled out the miniature camera with lithium batteries from the back waist of his coat, with a calm expression on his face. Crushed on the ground and thrown into the trash.

This kind of nuisance went on and on for a week, and those who made things difficult for He Zheng never succeeded.

Originally, he wanted to take revenge on He Zheng for not showing face on behalf of Guo Feng, but in turn he was made miserable by He Zheng.

He Zheng always maintained the posture of soldiers coming to cover the water and earth, until that day when he returned to the community and parked in the basement, he was keenly aware that someone was following him behind him.

Okay, this time I followed to my door.

Half of He Zheng's reasoning strings were broken, he pretended not to notice, locked the car and walked out, but hid in a corner in the dark basement.

Then quietly appeared behind the person following him, a chokehold restrained the little boy wearing a peaked cap.

"Uh... um!"

The young man whose throat was tightly locked by He Zheng was out of breath, and he kept patting the back of He Zheng's hand in front of his neck.

Half a minute later, He Zheng noticed something unusual. The voice of the person he restrained was somewhat familiar.

He twisted the man's collar and turned his face. It turned out to be An Xu's unlucky apprentice Song Zhuima.

"What are you following me for?" He Zheng's cold voice echoed in the spacious underground parking lot.

"Cough, cough, Brother He, you almost strangled me just now, cough..."

"An Xu asked you to follow me."

Song Zhuima's coughing stopped abruptly, and he argued with guilt, "D-Of course not..."

He Zheng squinted his eyes in the dark. He hadn't seen An Xu in the past few days.

small theater:

An Xu: Heh, I'm sneaky, huh? 【knife sharpening】

Wife counseling. Dui He: No, no, don't talk nonsense [Desire to survive makes the face paralyzed and talks too much]

An Xu: There will be no supper benefits in the future, you let me down so much! 【Su Mingzhe's tone】

Team He: Tsk, [lights a cigarette]