Chen family monster

Chapter 869 Anti-Tracking

Chapter 880 Eight

The so-called beauties, especially those who are aggressive and tough in the eyes of men, usually have some innocuous small reservations and small principles. For example, Ye Zhixin never gets too intimate with Chen Ping in public, and even shopping is always the same. The standard distance between the front and the back, but once you arrive at the simple dormitory, the small bed that is not wide and soft, often instantly becomes a battlefield that Mr. Chen can easily dominate. The contrast between the front and the back is sharp, and it can also be understood as the goddess I'm lying to myself, it doesn't matter, it's because of these small insistences that don't disappoint, that women look cuter, don't they?

Ye Zhixin is too lazy to stay here and pay attention to Chen Ping. The word masturbation is a fresh image word she only recently understood in Chen Ping. Chen Ping is good at eloquence, but when conditions permit, he always likes to use actions to prove his When he picks up Ye Zhixin's small hand, puts it on a certain part of himself, orders Ye Zhixin to hold it tightly, and then tells Ye Zhixin that this is that, the goddess sister understands in an instant In this kind of place, under this kind of lighting, under this kind of atmosphere, Ye Zhixin's skin is as thick as some bastard on the city wall of the Song Dynasty. If she really does something, she I don't think it's so strange. [`Reading novels`]

The scale of the haunted house is not small and vast. Ye Zhixin turned around and walked alone. She turned around and walked alone. After about half an hour, she finally found the exit. Before going out, she looked back and saw that the man did not come out. She snorted softly, don't think about it I knew that the ecstasy expression of a certain animal at this time must be the same as the expression on the face when she secretly desecrated her buttocks at night. Thinking of this, Ye Zhixin not only did not feel disgusted, but also felt a rush of pleasure that made her extremely flustered. She took a deep breath , walked out of the haunted house, sat down on a bench next to him, and was in a daze, waiting for some bastard inside to solve his physical problems.

No wife is around, a man and a widow share a room and a bed, but this bastard would rather settle his desires by himself than break through the last obstacle with her for the sake of her request. For the first time, Ye Zhixin in his own Can't understand a man in the emotional world, a pervert or a gentleman?No, perhaps a jerk is the most appropriate word to describe it.

The central area of ​​the haunted house is an unusually grand square set off by the dark environment. It is not surprising that all the buildings are pulled out. After being rendered by the atmosphere here, they suddenly become infinitely taller. Mr. Chen has been standing at the place where he is about to enter the haunted house square, watching Ye Zhixin's figure disappeared completely, and he didn't untie his belt immediately, but took out a cigarette leisurely, lit it, smoked very slowly, and waited for about 5 minutes before entering the square.

The whole square tends to be scarlet, and there are all kinds of ghost props that can move back and forth. There are all kinds of strange things, and there are also white shadows formed by high technology, which are faint and shadowy. Those who are a little timid and come here for the first time may really not be able to bear it. , can’t even walk a normal distance, the back of the square is in stark contrast to the emptiness in front of it, a small road is not long, but the only way between the small road and the square is indeed a snake pit, which is densely packed with nearly a hundred worms entangled back and forth , no different from real molluscs, true or false, Chen Ping passed by without changing his expression, passed by the snake pit, walked on the path, turned the corner, his body suddenly stuck to the wall, motionless.

There was silence in the rear, and about 5 minutes later, a footstep sounded so small that it was almost negligible, approaching step by step.

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes. This kind of stalking requires more than courage, and he is indeed outstanding in grasping the timing.

Chen Ping deliberately slowed down his breathing, waiting for the other party to slowly approach the corner.

The moment the opponent just showed his face, Chen Ping made a sudden move, and it was a difficult whip kick, which was powerful and heavy.

The other party was dressed very avant-garde and trendy, wearing white clothes that complemented the atmosphere here, disheveled hair, and wearing a lifelike mask. Even if other people noticed it, they would definitely think it was an impromptu show specially arranged by the haunted house and would not think too much about it. If it wasn't for the other party's slight hesitation when passing the snake pit, and the glasses behind his mask that Chen Ping felt very familiar with exposed his identity, Mr. Chen might have completely dispelled his worries.

The opponent was obviously not surprised by Chen Ping's sudden attack, but his mental quality was strong, but his skills were in a mess. Facing Chen Ping's whip kick, he just dodged subconsciously, staggered his body, avoided Chen Ping's kick, and turned around abruptly. intend to escape.

Chen Ping sneered, took two steps forward, grabbed his collar by the back, pulled it directly, and quickly put one foot on his back. The buddies who came to follow him turned around 360 degrees and fell flat on the ground .

Mr. Chen smiled and subdued this man who had no effect on him physically. He didn't intend to take off his mask at all. He squatted in front of him and slapped his mask hard, causing a big hole in the plastic mask. , accompanied by a vague *** from the other party: "Don't hit."

Regardless, Chen Ping lifted him up with one hand, and a fierce knee slammed into his chest, making the stalker who was about to speak soften instantly. This is not an injury that can continue to be alive and kicking after a while. Even if Mr. Chen showed mercy for a while, this fellow would inevitably go to the hospital for a few days.

Chen Ping was condescending, looking at the fallen figure, with a gloomy smile on his face, he said softly that the hero is very brave, but he didn't notice you following him at first, well, let me guess, I was expected to come here, so I came here Sitting on the sidelines?Tsk tsk, really smart, but yes, if you don't have any IQ, it won't be worthy of the eyes with memory function you are wearing now. It is high technology. It is said that it is only used in batches by the top special forces in Italy. I used to have it too. One, if you can get out alive, see you next time, let's change.

A man in white clothes with a face paler than a ghost fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and it took him a long time to recover. He said with difficulty what do you mean?

"Snapped!"

Chen Ping slapped him again, and the left half of the plastic mask was completely shattered, revealing a vaguely familiar face that was not surprising to Chen Ping.I mean, your mother is crazy, what's the matter, hero, you dare not admit it after you followed me?My woman is very beautiful, isn't she?Do you like it too?In fact, it feels better to hug her body, what do you mean by asking me?

Chen Ping raised the pair of memory eyes in Yang's hand, and smiled lightly. The Taoist has got all the stolen goods, can you be a little man?Haunted house, haunted house, do you really want to be a ghost here?If you admit it, I'll let you go, how about it?

The other party was silent for a while, the mask that only covered half of his face was still not taken off, and Chen Ping didn't seem to want to take it off, he didn't even have the slightest desire to know who he was, very good, it was exactly what he wanted , he coughed, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, he said with difficulty that I was following you, so what?

Chen Ping smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and patted half of his swollen face, and said with a bad smile, I mean what I say, just let you go, but don't let me meet you next time.

He stood up, turned the pair of glasses, and suddenly lifted his foot on the chest of the stalker. The man of standard size flew into the air, hit the ground heavily, and fell into a coma on the spot.

Chen Ping restrained his smile, turned around blankly, and muttered to himself that if there is no valid reason, I will let you live for two more days.

He took out his mobile phone, made a call, and lightly instructed Dao to guard the exit and entrance of the haunted house, keep quiet, follow him whenever there is a situation, and then act according to circumstances.

You should be respectful on the phone, and then hang up.

Chen Ping was familiar with the road, walked out of the haunted house, looked at Ye Zhixin who was sitting on the chair in a daze, walked over and hugged her in his arms, put her on his lap, narrowed his eyes, and smiled softly, saying that after feeling refreshed It's just worrying.

He slightly straightened his body, a certain part of the sword was directly pressed against Ye Zhixin's plump buttocks, he said helplessly, look, it was hard again.

Ye Zhixin was really defeated by this bastard who seemed to have sold his face at a low price a long time ago, he stood up all of a sudden, and went home angrily.

Family?

Chen Ping smiled playfully and said nothing.

In the haunted house, tourists came in and out nervously. No one noticed the unconscious figure lying on a small road. They thought it was just a prop. After more than two hours, they were kicked by Chen Ping. The man who was kicked unconscious opened his eyes with difficulty, gritted his teeth and endured the pain on his body, exhausted all his strength, took out his mobile phone, made a call, and briefly said, come and save me, the haunted house on Foreigner Street.

In Rose Community of Chongqing, a certain woman who was sitting on the sofa enjoying a movie put down the phone, smiled coldly, walked out of the community, drove straight to Foreigner Street, and then found the dying man who was following Chen Ping in the haunted house, walked out, Tuck him into that silver-gray Lexus and drive away.

The two Buicks started at almost the same time, and they followed slowly, with subtle movements.

It's just that the woman driving was extremely sensitive, and soon noticed that someone was following her behind. She glanced at the rearview mirror, her long and narrow eyes flickered, and she was extremely cold. She hesitated, and looked at the still unconscious man in the car. The man, with an indifferent arc at the corner of his mouth, finally acted as if he hadn't seen anything, and drove slowly.

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