[Quick Wear] Full-level heartthrobs can't fall in love

"Long time no see, Wen Xiaobai."

In the darkness, the man pressed against his ear, Wen Xiaobai was annoyed by his warm breathing and affectionate movements, this was already the second man who approached him today.

Wen Xiaobai is very upset now.

Even if he recognized who the owner of the voice was, Wen Xiaobai punched it mercilessly.

The man took a small step back to open the distance, Wen Xiaobai judged the man's position based on the man's laughter, then raised his leg suddenly, and swept over with a side kick.

The man leaned back and easily dodged, "What, are you angry?"

Wen Xiaobai frowned, and secretly exerted force under his feet, wanting to start another round of attacks, but the voice seemed to wrap him in 360 degrees, and he couldn't hear it at all.

Men circled around him.

In the already empty environment, the man's voice became increasingly blurred.A light wind blew from the right, Wen Xiaobai seized the opportunity, soared into the air, and kicked away.

The man seemed to have premeditated, and easily held his ankle in his hand.

"Why do you think you can suddenly find me there?"

Wen Xiaobai twitched his leg for a long time and didn't take it back. The awkward posture made him swear, "Damn! You did it on purpose!"

Qiao let go of him with a fierce smile, and only smiled when he saw Wen Xiaobai's vigilant retreat.

He beckoned someone to untie the black cloth on his face.

Wen Xiaobai squinted his eyes and slowly adapted to the glare of the light. As he expected, the man was indeed Qiao Meng.

Thinking of the previous killing game and the broken boy, Wen Xiaobai really couldn't smile at him.

Qiao Meng looked at him and smiled, his eyes narrowed together, looking in a good mood.

"Wen Xiaobai, are you a policeman?"

Wen Xiaobai's heart trembled suddenly, he looked into Qiao Meng's eyes, and did not shy away from the inquiry in his eyes.

Just as the atmosphere condensed, Wen Xiaobai suddenly laughed.Obviously he was the one who was restrained, but he was also the one who raised his face proudly.

The laughter caught Qiao Meng's attention, and the smile on his face faded.

"what are you laughing at?"

Wen Xiaobai stared at him sarcastically, "Just because I hit you, you call me a policeman? Hahaha——"

He put away his smile, leaned against the wall and said disdainfully, "Little friend, are you playing house?"

The intentionally belittling words did not make Qiao Meng angry. He peeled a piece of candy for himself and put it in his mouth. After such a fuss, he lost interest in continuing to play. He grabbed Wen Xiaobai's handcuffs and pulled him forward. .

Wen Xiaobai followed behind him in silence.

I was relieved.

Sure enough, it was just a test.

People who can follow Liu Ye, if they find out that the police are undercover, how can they still be in the mood to chat.

It's just that I don't know why Qiao suddenly found him alone.

The four big men followed closely behind him, as if guarding some important criminal.

A group of people passed through the dilapidated church, walked into the wilderness, and looked at the endless jungle. Wen Xiaobai knew in his heart that he was no longer in Zhenjiang City, this was the border.

Qiao Meng led him to a hut. There was only this orange house standing here on the vast grassland, which seemed particularly out of place.

If you guessed right, the person here is either the final boss, or the butcher who came to judge Wen Xiaobai.

Before entering the room, Qiao Meng suddenly approached him, his eyes were no longer probing, and his smile startled Wen Xiaobai.

"You just had a big reaction."

Before Wen Xiaobai entered the room, Qiao Meng's words were still in his mind. The man's tone was not like teasing, not like probing, but like an affirmative sentence after confirming the facts.

He wasn't flustered in his heart, Wen Xiaobai didn't think he had done anything to reveal his identity so far, but the attitude of this group of people towards him made him have to think about it.

Qiao Meng didn't look as simple as it appeared on the surface.

In the dimly lit hut, even Wen Xiaobai, who thought he was well-informed, had never seen such a dilapidated and shabby little room.

There are still some mildew spots on the yellowed walls, half of the glass of the two only windows has already been broken, and there are only a table and chairs and stools that haven't even been painted.

There were all kinds of bottles and jars on the table. The jars were a bit dirty, and Wen Xiaobai couldn't see the contents clearly, but the pungent smell emanating from the room made him guess that it must not be a good thing.

Fortunately, there are no spider webs, and it generally looks neat.

The old sitting electric fan creaked and turned on the table. The bored Wen Xiaobai followed the electric fan and swayed from side to side. When he shook his head halfway, a figure appeared in sight.

He raised his head, what's the matter?There was no one else in the house just now.

Wen Xiaobai took the initiative to reach out his hand, "Hi, my name is Wen Xiaobai."

The man was very handsome, with flirtatious lips, sharp eyebrows, and ebony black pupils, making him look like a male model of the century.

A suit set off his figure very well, at least for Wen Xiaobai, such a man must be very nice when he is in love.

Apparently the man didn't realize that Wen Xiaobai had already defined him as an excellent lover. He didn't even give Wen Xiaobai a look and walked aside on his own, lighting a cigarette.

"Someone suspects that you are a policeman, do you have anything to say?"

Wen Xiaobai's smile was fixed on the corner of his mouth, and he turned around with a playful smile, "Police? You flatter me too much. If someone like me can become a policeman, he will definitely not do life-and-death jobs."

The man exhaled a puff of smoke, "Anyone knows what you say. If you can't prove your innocence, you must die today."

Wen Xiaobai panicked, pointing at himself with trembling fingertips, "I'm going to die? Don't, God is my witness! How could I be a policeman?"

The aggrieved voice abruptly yelled out Meng Jiangnu's aura of crying over the Great Wall, "You say I'm a policeman, do you have evidence?! You are not serious, this is not wronging you, a good person."

Wen Xiaobai was talking about dancing, spitting and spitting, the man was really annoyed by his noise, so he stepped forward a few steps and kicked him in the stomach.

Wen Xiaobai was kicked to the ground, the man used ten percent of the force on his feet, he knocked over the table unprepared, and the bottles and cans on it fell to pieces.

Everything that he couldn't see clearly fell to his side.

Eyeballs, hearts, fingers, brain lobes, and even gao pills, countless human tissues were cut into small pieces and put into glass jars. Most of it fell on Wen Xiaobai.

He pressed his convulsed lower abdomen. He could not avoid this kick, but he couldn't.

In the face of such a man, it is useless to be tough. A timid and cowardly scoundrel is proof that he is not a policeman.

With the broken limbs and flesh that fell on the ground, he could just put on a show.