Yang Xiaonian’s Promotion: Chapter 418 pressure
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Xiao Ting was **** with a rope on her hands and feet, hanging her from a ring on the roof. Only when the front soles of her feet stood up hard could she barely stand up.
After nearly a week of torture, she lost the strength to scold people, but when she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but scolded: "Beast..."
Zhao Kang couldn't help but smiled and said: "He is not a human being called Black Dog."
Hearing him speak, the black dog turned his face and stared at a pair of excited dog eyes and called out: "What kind of wine is the boss drinking at this time? Come and have a good time with the brothers" [
Hearing this guy talking like this, Zhao Kang couldn't help but pouted: "Play with you, be careful your kid is dead..."
The black dog sighed comfortably: "It's still romantic to die as a ghost, or let the little beauty hanging in front of you **** it out for you, anyway, it's not bad for the boss's order..."
While talking, the guy stretched out his hand, pressed the button on the wall, and then lowered the rope hanging Xiao Ting. Zhao Kang glanced at the black dog entangled with the woman and the gloomy sigh from his subordinates. He said, "I have a bad premonition recently. I heard that the eldest lady is going crazy looking for Xiao Hongying. If she finds out about our brothers..."
As he talked, his eyes never left the place where the black dog and the woman met, and there was a faint excitement in his eyes. He was just a symbol of a man. It didn't work, but he was still a healthy man. The scene in front of me is also beating wildly. Xiao Ting, who is hanging, has already collapsed at his feet. He seems to be as if he has not seen
The black dog, who was almost discouraged by his words, murmured in dissatisfaction: "Miss that person is not the master who does big things, and he is too timid and small, even if his subordinates play mahjong and betting, they won't let go. What kind of underworld is she? She's more troublesome than the police..."
Zhao Kang couldn't help but smiled and said: "That's what you said, so I still like to follow the big boss, hurry up and go outside to catch the wind, don't let her come to the door and find out that it's not just her. If you don't let us go, even the big boss won't let us go."
"Then what are you doing?" Seeing Zhao Kang reaching out and grabbing Xiao Ting, the black dog asked suspiciously.
"Didn't you say it just now? Peony flowers are also romantic. I just like to watch others but I don't like to let others watch me. I want to take her in and make it comfortable..." Zhao Kang pressed a button on the edge of the table. The iron gate behind him suddenly opened, Zhao Kang dragged Xiao Ting and walked in
"You're so comfortable, but you can't play for real..." The black dog watched the door slowly closed and scolded the woman who slammed it hard twice, hehe laughed and said, "This is the motherfucker. It's a real play with women..."
The room became more and more lively, the woman's shouting and the man's heavy breathing mixed into a wonderful melody
At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly kicked open.
"Who the **** are you trying to kill?" The black dog scolded fiercely, stood up and glanced at the door, only to see a figure flashing outside the door. A bald man in his forties walked in and reached out to grab the black dog. A stab in the neck threw him out
The corner of the man's eyes glanced at the room and snorted loudly: "Stop it for me, Miss is outside. If you don't want to die, get out with me... Zhao Kang, come out for me..."
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In front of Yang Xiaonian's eyes, the lights all over the city gradually dimmed, jumped and flickered, and transformed into a blurred figure. So unfamiliar, so kind, so far away, so familiar The long hair flying in the air, the familiar eyes and the familiar smile are impressively Yang Weihong, who makes Yang Xiaonian do not know how to deal with it.
Seeing her face getting closer and closer, suddenly that face turned into a frosty Chen Bingjing, and the tips of her ten fingers seemed to pounce on her and scratch her face.
Yang Xiaonian trembled as if struck by lightning, and wanted to open his mouth to shout. The figures were instantly disillusioned, and thousands of fragments were instantly disillusioned. The faces of Li Yuanyuan, Ruan Fengling, Li Xia, Meng Qiuli, Xia Qinghan, Chen Bingjing, Shen Qianqian, Huo Qianrou, Cheng Mingxiu and others Constantly changing in front of Yang Xiaonian's eyes, each of them seems to be screaming, struggling, scratching...
"Ah..." Yang Xiaonian yelled and turned over. Only then did he find himself lying on the bed. He was slumped on the bed with his arms supported on the bed, panting for a full ten minutes before he realized what he had done just now. a dream
When his mind was fully awake, he shook his head mockingly and planned to lie down and continue to sleep, then suddenly remembered that Xia Qihan didn't come back tonight [
It wasn't until Monday afternoon when school was over that Yang Xiaonian received a call from Xia Yuhan. The old professor looked at him with disdain, and Yang Xiaonian slipped out from the back door blushing and asked, "What are you doing to call you? The game is missing."
"Don't scold me for a while, I'll pick you up and I'll tell you later when we have dinner together..." Xia Hanhan hung up the phone and turned Yang Xiaonian's eyes at the phone angrily for a long time.
After school, Yang Xiaonian walked out of the school gate to see that Xia Han's car was waiting outside. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and was about to dial Xia Han's number, but he saw a white car driving slowly to him and stopped the lathe. The glass slowly fell, revealing Cheng Mingxiu's delicate face: "Get in the car..."
"Go...oh...what's the matter with you?" Yang Xiaonian asked as he got in the car. At this time, he couldn't say that I had an appointment with Xia Han for a while. She picked me up. Actually, it's not that he couldn't say such a thing, but I guess he really said it. If you do, the beautiful face of Cheng can definitely replace the air conditioner that is running in the car
"Follow me, my dad wants to see you..." Cheng Mingxiu turned to look at Yang Xiaonian and spit out a few words, but Yang Xiaonian opened his mouth wide and closed for a long time.
Secretary Cheng wants to see me at this time for business or private affairs. If he wants to talk about business affairs, what other business affairs does the dignified provincial party secretary have to find him? But if it's a private matter... That's impossible, even if he knows Cheng Mingxiu. He has a close relationship with himself, and he has come to propose a kiss. If he can take the initiative to talk to himself about this matter, the daughter of the provincial party committee secretary is too worthless.
No matter what you think about it, he seems to have a reason to talk to himself.
Standing in front of Cheng Ziqing's house, Yang Xiaonian hesitated slightly. The owner inside was a so-called fengjiang official. Although he had seen him once in the development zone, it was only one acre and three points of his own land. The majesty of the secretary of the party committee is now standing at the entrance of Building No. 1 surrounded by green trees. The pressure brought by this two-story building with red bricks and green tiles is really the imagination of the depositors.
Maybe because this is also Cheng Mingxiu's home, the people living here are not only the provincial party secretary but also her father and mother
Cheng Ziqing was sitting in the living room watching TV when Cheng Mingxiu opened the door. When the door was opened, he turned his head slightly and found that Cheng Mingxiu first probed inside and then turned to look outside and waved: "Come in, my dad is at home."
After hearing his daughter's words, Cheng Ziqing hurriedly turned his head and was sitting on his face quickly, with a look of solemnity on his face. When Yang Xiaonian followed behind Cheng Mingxiu and walked in, he saw Cheng Ziqing's serious half-heartedness. face
Cheng Mingxiu walked towards Cheng Ziqing with a smile and lowered his voice and said, "Dad, I called you, if you do this, be careful to scare people away"
Although it wasn't the first time we met, Cheng Ziqing still felt a little confused because looking at Yang Xiaonian didn't seem like he was afraid of him, the provincial party secretary.
Actually, even Yang Xiaonian himself felt a little strange. When he was outside the door just now, his heart was beating wildly. Now he followed Cheng Mingxiu into the room and didn't know what was going on. He calmed down naturally.
"Let's sit down." Cheng Ziqing glared at his daughter and pouted in the direction of the kitchen. Cheng Mingxiu looked at Yang Xiaonian with a smile and gave a look: "You and my dad first talked about me going to the kitchen to help my mother cook. Go." After finishing speaking, Cheng Mingxiu walked to the kitchen. She also knew that her father had asked her to call Yang Xiaonian. There must be something serious. At this time, it would be inappropriate for her to stay
"Hello, Secretary Cheng." Yang Xiaonian greeted Cheng Ziqing and sat down opposite him very safely. Although this guy has been a soldier, at this time, his waist was straight and his eyes were straight in front of him. look
Cheng Ziqing was stunned for a moment, because intuitively he felt that Yang Xiaonian would definitely be very nervous in front of him, who knew that the little guy was actually very calm from the sound he called him when he greeted him just now.
His face just flashed a trace of embarrassment, and then he quickly recovered his calm expression. Polite but not flattering, his tone was calm, and his eyes showed a calm that was not commensurate with his age.
Haha, as expected of a stunned young man who dares to make a scene in the capital. I really don't know what kind of special material this little guy is made of. Cheng Ziqing really wants to smash Yang Xiaonian's head open to see what he is thinking in that little head.
His eyes continued to watch TV while secretly observing Yang Xiaonian's reaction. When Yang Xiaonian saw that he didn't speak, he sat quietly on the sofa and asked his nose, nose and heart, secretly running a breath of true energy in his chest to defend against Cheng Ziqing. The kind of heavy pressure emanating from his body made Cheng Ziqing's house a practice ground and said, "Anyway, it's you who called me, and I can't ask you if you don't take the initiative to say what's the matter..."