When I become the official match of the full-level Tu Huang [Unlimited]

Not long ago, Yitu passed the tea room and heard complaints from the cleaning lady and other leaders.

In the bathroom on the east side of the [-]th floor, there are always people deliberately urinating on the floor, without flushing their stools, and there are papers stained with feces all over the toilet pit.

The aunt was so disgusted that she had to ask for a long time every time she came out after cleaning, but no one in the company admitted it, so she could only admit that she was unlucky.

But now, the instigator of these days is standing in front of Yitu, trying to defend himself with an ugly expression.

"Yang Xiao didn't tell me that you have a disability."

Yitu looked at Deng Ping expressionlessly, Deng Ping's heart trembled slightly due to the sense of oppression as a leader.

"What are you shaking?"

Yitu's eyes fell on Deng Ping's loose trouser belt, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

And it was such an arrogant and contemptuous attitude that completely angered Deng Ping, who was about to perish in silence.

"Who do you think you are, Zhong Qing?" Deng Ping said excitedly, "If Liu Guangsheng hadn't supported you behind, you would be nothing!"

"Why do you look down on me? You are a bitch who got to where you are now by selling your ass, why do you look at me!"

Deng Ping vented recklessly, saying all the words he would only dare to keep in his heart without going through his brain.

Yitu was still unmoved, and looked at Deng Ping indifferently, like looking at a clown, with a trace of pathetic pity in his contempt.

"Deng Ping, you should look in the mirror now and see whether you are a human or a ghost."

"Your three sisters confessed you from one of the top universities in the country so that you can defecate anywhere in Nanyao's toilet today?"

"In order to vent your dissatisfaction and resentment, you deliberately caused trouble for Auntie Cleaning. Seeing people who are inferior to you complain again and again, is it very relieved?"

When Yitu said one more word, Deng Ping's face turned paler, until finally he broke down and screamed unbearably.

"Enough! You bitch, did you say enough!"

"How do you know I have three older sisters?! You talk!"

Deng Ping trembled uncontrollably, and walked towards Yitu with a frenzied expression, looking like he wanted to fight him.

Yitu didn't speak. At this time, someone outside the bathroom heard the voice and wanted to come in to check the situation, but Yitu stopped him and locked the bathroom door.

After finishing these, he turned his head and glanced at Deng Ping who was about to rush forward, and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes.

Yitu didn't have any strength left, and kicked Deng Ping's lower abdomen, directly kicking him to the ground.

Deng Ping screamed and curled up on the ground with his stomach in his arms, looking very embarrassed.

The way he looked at Yitu was still very resentful, but it was a little more fearful than before.

"How do you know that I have three older sisters? Are you investigating me?!" Deng Ping's voice turned into tears.

Yitu didn't answer him directly. In fact, as a person who loves him, it is impossible to pay attention to such an inconspicuous person as Deng Ping.

And the reason why he knew it was because Deng Ping had been recorded once by the Spiritual Sense Card. As long as Yitu wanted to know about Deng Ping, his relevant information would immediately pop up in his mind.

Deng Ping was born in a poor family, and his parents finally welcomed their first son after giving birth to three daughters in a row, so they cherished him very much.

Because the family was very poor, his three older sisters were all deprived of their dream of going to college. They all left home to work in early years to support their only younger brother to go to college.

Even though Deng Ping's parents have passed away for several years, the three older sisters are still living for the younger brother.

Graduating from university is just the beginning. After that, Deng Ping will have to buy a house, a car, and marry a wife.

Although Deng Ping also felt sorry for his sisters, he said that after he was promoted, he would pay back the favors of his sisters one by one.

But he said, and didn't do it.

When I returned home, I still concealed the truth with my sisters, bragging and lying, and my dignity was like an iron mask, which was deeply burned on Deng Ping's face, and I couldn't separate it.

"You're not a dog, you don't need to mark your territory with scent."

Yitu didn't answer him, which terrified Deng Ping.

His pride and dignity became cheap in an instant. After all, he had such a bad birth, and his three sisters were engaged in such unbearable jobs.

"I will tell Auntie Cleaning truthfully about this matter, you'd better go and apologize to her in person."

After Yitu finished speaking, he stopped looking at Deng Ping's ashen face, turned around and grabbed the doorknob.

At this time, he never expected that Deng Ping would suddenly get up and bite his right hand.

Yitu snorted in pain, while Deng Ping still refused to let go, his eyes were red like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Yitu was a little annoyed, the moment his divine sense locked onto him, Deng Ping completely lost consciousness.

He quickly withdrew his right hand, and no accident had already been bitten out of blood. Deng Ping's retaliatory bite must have been ruthless.

Yitu closed his eyes deeply, the anger welling up in his chest was too strong, so strong that he wished he could kill Deng Ping immediately.

In fact, as long as Yitu thinks about it, killing Deng Ping is as easy as trampling an ant to death.

But Yitu didn't do that, because the emotion was so overwhelming that Yitu almost couldn't control himself.

After he calmed down slowly, he felt an inexplicable chill on his back.

The card field, or the remaining nature of the character, indirectly manipulates and affects the player's emotions.

You know, he has never been a person who likes to use violence to control violence. The only time he killed a player was in the autumn league.

After all, the players at that time were all virtual data, killing them was just being eliminated, and it would not endanger their lives.

So Yitu acted very simply, because it was just a competitive game.

But in the poker field, the death of a player means death in reality, which Yitu can't do.

Even though Deng Ping was probably just an NPC, it was not in Yitu's nature to kill people.

Yitu took a deep breath, endured the pain and opened the bathroom door.

[The progress of the character plot has reached 3%, and the total plot progress is 13%. Please try to explore the character plot! 】

[Note: The plot of this character accounts for 10% of the total plot, and when the total plot reaches 85%, the house number can be refreshed! 】

The system prompts kept ringing, which was almost as he had guessed, and this was part of the plot deliberately designed by the card game.

Yitu opened the door, and the people from the company had already circled around the door, obviously they were all here to join in the fun.

Seeing his unhappy face and blood dripping from his right hand, some people couldn't help but exclaim.

Yang Xiao was the first to rush up to ask about the situation, afraid that something might really happen to Zhong Qing.

"Mr. Zhong, did you get bitten by Deng Ping?"

Yitu nodded, and said calmly:

"I'm fine. It's a small friction among colleagues. Don't talk nonsense."

Yang Xiao understood, knew that the leader didn't want to make a big deal, and immediately dispersed the crowd, and then went to get the medical kit for Yitu to bandage.

Although Yitu ordered not to make a big fuss, he still asked Yang Xiao to suspend Deng Ping's shift for the past two days, and asked him to go home and reflect on his mistakes.

What Deng Ping did to him was too much, but Yitu retaliated even harder.

It wasn't that he was really irritated by Deng Ping, but it was to fit the persona who loves this character, and moreover, it was also to speed up the development of the plot.

Yitu made a guess. If nothing unexpected happened, there would be a follow-up to Deng Ping's incident, and nine out of ten it would not be a happy ending.

If Zhong Qing was a good leader who treated others with kindness, he might not have gotten into such a trouble with Deng Ping.

It is even possible that Deng Ping will be well guided and cultivated, and it is not known whether he will become one of Zhong Qing's right-hand men.

But it's a pity that Zhong Qing regards himself as a noble person, and he can't tolerate people like Deng Ping who are ambitious and want to climb up.

Therefore, the ending of the role of love will probably be miserable. After all, he also has a husband who has no feelings for him and is very perverted, and a little lover who doesn't know his purpose, Shen Xin.

Of course, Yitu is not in love, and he will not stop Deng Ping's plot development, and it even seems to be fueling the flames in it.

Because only by solving Deng Ping, he will have time to deal with his difficult husband, and deal with the matter of his little lover by the way.

Because his right hand was injured, Yitu left work early, before Kan Xingyuan came to pick him up.

He took a taxi to the entrance of the community, and when he got out of the car, he happened to see a tall and strong man squatting on the side of the fence smoking a cigarette.

There was also a bald man squatting beside him who looked like a younger brother.

"Have you been keeping an eye on him?" Pan Haolong asked in a hoarse voice.

"Brother Long, I will definitely finish what you ordered." The bald man smiled with a cigarette in his mouth.

Pan Haolong nodded, and asked again: "Without my instructions these days, none of you should act rashly, you know?"

"I know the rules. After all, I've been with Brother Long for so long..."

The bald head turned his head and saw a handsome man standing at the gate of the community, "Brother Long, that man seems to be looking at us."

Pan Haolong squinted his eyes and looked up. The man was wearing straight suit pants and a diamond watch on his hand. He looked like a son of a rich family.

But this person is not the son of a rich family, but the young wife of a rich family.

Pan Haolong doesn't have a deep impression of Zhong Qing, but he has a great impression of Zhong Qing's husband, Kan Xingyuan.

He smiled at the man, then stood up and patted the soot on his body, and walked over.

"Mr. Zhong, I didn't expect you to leave work so early."

Like a social person, Pan Haolong skillfully took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it over.

Yitu reached out to take it, the brand this person smoked was not cheap, 70 yuan for a pack of Ruan Zhonghua.

"I don't have anything to do recently, and you are the same. It seems to be quite free."

Yitu doesn't smoke, so he just squeezes and plays, not to mention that one hand is injured, he doesn't want Pan Haolong to see it.

Pan Haolong smiled, "How can I compare with Mr. Zhong, I'm just a bastard, but I don't have any serious class."

Yitu was silent, this person is really the most pretending player he has ever seen, more dedicated than him and Kan Xingyuan.

It's not that Pan Haolong can act, but that he is completely enjoying the fun brought by the role of Pan Haolong.

Another type of person in the gambler's game, the true enjoyment player.

Yitu didn't plan to drag him anymore, otherwise he didn't know how long it would last, so he cut straight to the point:

"The police didn't come to you? Is there a result in Mrs. He's case?"

Pan Haolong laughed louder, lit another cigarette leisurely, took a sip and said:

"You suspect that I am a murderer, but unfortunately, I am not."

He glanced at Yitu with a meaningful look:

"The real murderer has surrendered, and the case will be closed in a few days."

Yitu frowned, "Who is the murderer?"

"A gangster who came to collect debts came with me."

Pan Haolong took a puff of cigarette, watched the person in front of him frown deeper, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Zhong doesn't smoke. It's a pity. I remember that Dr. Kan likes to smoke Ruan Zhonghua."

Yitu looked up at him, he didn't expect Pan Haolong to have a relationship with Kan Xingyuan.

Pan Haolong aroused his interest, but he only said half of the words, very cunning and treacherous.

After all, it is a player that can only be encountered in the ninth-level card game, Yitu can't guess his mind, nor can he figure out his purpose.

So he took the most effective and convenient method, so part of Pan Haolong's memory was taken away by the divine mind openly.

But this part is not complete, and [-]% of it is the result of intentional shielding by the game system.

Players still cannot search and take away all memories like NPCs.

Knowing the result she wanted, Yitu didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.

Pan Haolong came over to talk to him, just to pass the time.

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Yitu's tone was very light, and his face was quite cold.

But Pan Haolong didn't care at all, and even waved his hand politely at him, "Go slowly."

Yitu nodded, and was about to turn around to leave when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the bald man standing by the fence waiting for someone, the man was looking at him quietly, his eyes full of curiosity.

Yitu laughed, his bald head was startled for a moment, he felt guilty of being caught, and also a little inexplicably ashamed.

This kid is really handsome!The bald head sighed in his heart.

He was completely unaware of what was in his heart and all his memories and experiences, all of which were taken away by the gangster-like youth.

Yitu got a lot of information now, he spliced ​​the two parts of memory together, and sorted it out before he got a general understanding.

The person who went to the police station to surrender was a thug of a certain loan company, and the debt he was pursuing was not owed by Mrs. He, but by Mrs. He's son.

He Liang is an out-and-out bastard, he became addicted to gambling at a young age, and lost most of the family's money in gambling.

Originally, they lived in a more upscale community. In order to pay off her son's debts, Mrs. He had to sell the big house, set aside part of the money for her son, and bought a house in Qianqian Community to settle down.

However, He Liang's place is a bottomless pit of burning money, Mrs. He has no money to give him, not to mention that Uncle He has bad legs and feet, and has heart disease.

Mrs. He is struggling to take care of her wife, so she can't take care of her son.

He Liang had no choice but to borrow usury loans outside, repaying the loan with the loan, and the interest rate continued to increase.

He couldn't afford it, so he just hid in hiding like a rat in the sewer.

On the night that Mrs. He died, the thugs who followed him saw him enter the Qianqian community with their own eyes, but they lost him in a blink of an eye.

The thugs who couldn't find anyone naturally suspected that He Liang should have returned to his parents' house.

So, at three or four o'clock in the morning, Mrs. He's door was knocked loudly.

The thug surrendered himself and explained the whole process to the police. Every detail was matched with the scene one by one, and there seemed to be no problem.

Wang Yao's first trial and retrial did not find anything wrong.

Even if Pan Haolong's suspicion is so great, they really have no evidence to arrest him. There is no accident in the case, so it should be closed.

But what's interesting is that Yitu got some important information from the bald head's memory.

Pan Haolong and the thug knew each other. Not only did they know each other, they also went to nightclubs and bars together to arrest people, so they had a good friendship.

It's just that later Pan Haolong quit this business and became a nightclub security guard instead.

On the day he came out of the interrogation at the police station, Pan Haolong went to find this friend, and the two talked for a long time.

Yitu couldn't hear these words, and the memory seemed to be coded and blurred.

The next day, the thugs surrendered.

Yitu found it quite interesting, Pan Haolong is not a simple player.

If nothing else happened, he should be the murderer who indirectly caused Mrs. He's death, but he used some kind of skill card similar to hypnosis to let the thug take the blame.

You must know that Mrs. Shi, who lives next door to Mrs. He, is also one of the witnesses, but she did not stand up to testify against Pan Haolong.

This is because Pan Haolong had already anticipated it and brainwashed Mrs. Shi.

But only one latecomer was missed, Su Ruoyun who got off work at four o'clock in the morning.

This clue seems to be crucial, but the two did not meet face to face, and there was a time lag before and after the action, so it cannot be the key evidence for arresting Pan Haolong.

So Pan Haolong crossed the sea like this and found a substitute to solve the trouble.

And now he ordered the bald head to do two things.

One is to follow his ex-wife who is about to give birth, and the other is to monitor Tang Xiuping's lover and his daughter who live in room 510.

Pan Haolong spent three years in prison, and his ex-wife personally sent him there.

In the underground gambling market, Pan Haolong beat someone to death when he was furious and agitated.

Although he was very kind to his ex-wife and gave him what he wanted, his ex-wife was not an honest person and instead cheated on a local policeman.

So Pan Haolong's ex-wife became the lover and informant of the police, and the police siege was a great success that time.

The policeman who has achieved first-class service is naturally promoted. On the day Pan Haolong was imprisoned, his ex-wife filed for divorce from him.

In order not to implicate his ex-wife, Pan Haolong agreed. He never imagined that the reason why he was able to eat in prison was thanks to the great help of his ex-wife.

Now that Pan Haolong has been released from prison for two years, naturally he thinks about revenge all the time.

And now, his ex-wife's second child is about to give birth, which is a good opportunity.

Because Pan Haolong's lover Xue Yingying is the head nurse of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of Zhiliang People's Hospital.

What's more coincidental is that the one in Yitu's family is also a surgeon at Zhiliang People's Hospital.

What kind of big game is this going to play, do you want to catch them all in one go?

Yitu feels that this game is really becoming more and more interesting.

Pan Haolong also monitored Tang Xiuping's movements on Xue Yingying's behalf, probably not entirely for the sake of his lover, but also for his own purpose.

Yitu won't be able to figure it out for a while, so he simply doesn't think about it.

When he got home, he changed into his pajamas, rested and entertained for a while, and after five o'clock, Kan Xingyuan got off work.

The tall man stood at the entrance and took off his shoes. Yitu didn't say hello to him, but happily ate half a watermelon in his arms.

It wasn't until Kan Xingyuan walked up to him that he raised his eyelids lightly.

"What happened to your hand?"

As expected, the man immediately noticed Yitu's injured hand.

Yitu showed it to him on purpose, so naturally it is impossible to hide it.

"I was bitten by a dog." Yitu replied perfunctorily.

Kan Xingyuan's heroic eyebrows frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"speak English."

Yitu: "..." Has Jiang Hanyu recovered his memory?Otherwise, how could there be such a damn familiar feeling!

"Accidentally clashed with a colleague and was bitten by him." Only then did Yitu answer honestly.

Kan Xingyuan didn't speak, but grabbed his hand irresistibly, and untied the gauze wrapped around it.

"what are you doing."

After the man untied the gauze, his face suddenly became darker.

On the back of the originally beautiful and fair hand, there was a row of ferocious tooth marks, which were very deep.

The wound had already scabbed and stopped bleeding, and Yitu wrapped it up because the tooth marks were too abrupt and ugly.

Yitu could feel Kan Xingyuan's emotion, he was very angry, even a trace of hostility flashed in his eyes.

Most likely it was the man's possessiveness that was at work, whether it was Kan Xingyuan himself or Jiang Hanyu, they couldn't tolerate other people's imprints on their bodies.

Especially since this person is the latter, Yitu has to take care of his temper carefully.

Just as he was about to say a few words of comfort, the man suddenly let go of his hand, turned around and entered the study.

Yitu:? ? ?

When the person came out again, there was a smell of cigarettes on his body.

Yitu didn't dare to talk to him, and Kan Xingyuan naturally couldn't speak, so he went into the kitchen alone.

After a while, the sound of chopping ribs came from the kitchen.

Yitu: ...

Unsurprisingly, one of the dishes in today's dinner is braised pork ribs, and even the soup is pork rib soup.

Yitu really couldn't eat any more, so he bit the bullet and dealt with it for a couple of mouthfuls, then got up and went back to his room.

He paid attention to the movement in the living room, and after a while, there was the sound of clearing up the dishes, which was very old-fashioned.

Yitu sighed softly, after all, he couldn't be coaxed, right?

He didn't wait for Kan Xingyuan to tidy up, so he went to get a change of clothes from the bath.

As soon as the man entered the bedroom, he saw his wife was slowly unbuttoning her blouse, leaving the last button, revealing a large piece of smooth and delicate skin.

Seeing himself coming, the man looked up at himself, took off his shirt calmly, and went into the bathroom.

During the whole process, Kan Xingyuan never took his eyes off his wife.

Yitu went into the bathroom and turned on the shower, but the door was left open.

Kan Xingyuan stood on the side of the bedroom, and really couldn't see what was going on inside.

His expression changed several times, and finally he couldn't bear it and raised his footsteps.

At this time, Yitu's voice sounded from inside.

"Xingyuan, my hand is hurt, can you help me take a bath?"

The man's footsteps stopped suddenly. After hearing his wife's request, his breathing became short of breath and he quickened his pace.