The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

The abandoned cold storage in the backyard of the Jiangnan Club was a bit stuffy with the doors closed because the electricity was cut off.

Zhang Heming, who had already killed two people here, was wearing that familiar suit and rubber gloves, staring sullenly at the two people chained to the door.

That was the second time the two subordinates were responsible for discarding the corpse.

They were already bruised and swollen, obviously they were not having a good time just now.

Zhang Heming whipped them several hundred times with a whip and was still puzzled. If he hadn't been persuaded by the rest of his subordinates, he would have skinned them off today.

And under the feet of the two of them was a large expanse of dried blood, which belonged to some unlucky tramp, but they were all mixed together anyway.

"I said, are you trying to get along with me on purpose? You couldn't handle the corpses well twice. Now that it's done, you have to attract the attention of the police to be happy?"

The two subordinates stared at the kitchen knife in his hand in horror, fearing that the sharp kitchen knife would cut off their fingers in the next second.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, please spare us."

The two subordinates couldn't tell what they were struggling with. The unfinished building was the place they chose for a long time.

The developer ran away two years ago, and I haven't heard of anyone moving in these two years.

They also deliberately chose the most secluded building to discard the corpse, and deliberately placed the corpse among a large pile of debris on the roof of the top floor.

Who knew that the couple who were unwilling to buy an unfinished building lived in it with their two sons. Even if there was no water or electricity, they would rather live like savages and live in the house they bought. in the house.

Just yesterday morning, they went to the urban area of ​​Jiangnan City to purchase some goods and then returned to the unfinished building. The two sons felt bored, so they thought about setting off the firecrackers they had just bought.

The couple were busy furnishing their new home, so they didn't keep an eye on their sons.

After such a short time, the two sons ran to the rooftop.

After setting off the firecrackers, I still felt unsatisfactory, so I started to move some of the piled bricks to build a simple house.

Just when the two were playing vigorously, the bloody neck of the corpse was exposed. The two children knew nothing about it and continued to take bricks from the corpse.

After a long time like this, the two of them were almost scared to death when they realized that there was a corpse next to them.

The two children ran to find their parents and listened to their incoherent words. At first, the couple thought it was the children talking nonsense.

But in the evening, the child started to have a high fever, and he was still chanting.

The older children are almost at the age of elementary school, so they can naturally describe what they see clearly.

Only now did the couple realize the seriousness of the matter. They immediately went to the roof of the building the child had mentioned, and saw most of the corpses exposed.

In this way, the location where Zhang Heming's subordinates finally chose to hide the corpse was exposed.

"Brother Zhang, it's really not that we didn't choose a place carefully, we don't know that there will be people living in that unfinished building."

Zhang Heming ignored the complaints from his two subordinates, he immediately thought of a good idea, picked up the hammer that was used to break the bones, and then gave the two people who were in charge of carrying the corpses a good beating.

There were a few loud howls in the already stuffy warehouse.

"Ah ah ah..."

The two men were about to pass out from the pain, and even hoped that Zhang Heming would give them a good time and stop torturing them.

"Brother Zhang, if you beat them to death, how can you explain to Brother Jizhong!"

The two subordinates behind him who escaped the catastrophe couldn't bear it, and they didn't want to see their companions being treated like this by the frenzied Zhang Heming, so they tentatively persuaded Zhang Heming.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Heming met with cold eyebrows immediately.

"What kind of thing are you? Don't think I don't know. You have been pressing me with Brother Jizhong all the time. Who are you?"

The subordinate whose name was called took a step back silently, knowing that if he continued to speak, he would suffer disaster sooner or later.

"What a fucking bunch of idiots, I should have told Brother Jizhong to kill you all and turn them into trash."

What he said was blunt, ignoring that everyone wanted to work with him.

The two subordinates standing behind him lowered their eyebrows and were pleasing to the eye, not daring to continue pleading for their companions.

But it seemed that those words had some effect, and Zhang Heming didn't dare to continue fighting.

After all, he was sent by Li Jizhong, if he died by his own hands...

That guy was already suspicious, and he didn't know what he would think.

Now is not the time to turn against him, Zhang Heming can only slap him a few times before stopping.

Even so, he couldn't help but yelled at the two subordinates who had ruined something good.

He has all kinds of ugly words at his fingertips, and he is not polite.

"I'm saving your life now just because of brother Jizhong's face. Since he assigned you to me, you are my dogs. No matter what I say, you have to do it. If you do something wrong There is no food to eat."

Zhang Heming had long forgotten how he was begging Li Jizhong on the phone. Even though those subordinates knew that Li Jizhong and Zhang Heming could only be regarded as a cooperative relationship, they didn't dare to say anything.

After finishing speaking, he walked forward with the kitchen knife in his hand, and picked up the jaw of one of them with the sharp blade. The man was bleeding from the pain, but he didn't dare to cry out the pain.

Because they all knew that the more they shouted, the more excited Zhang Heming was.

This is the experience summed up from the two corpses. Zhang Heming couldn't help but want to torture them when those people made pitiful screams.

"What? I'm done with it. I thought you... would you struggle for a while?"

Zhang Heming's excited tone began to be a little uneasy, staring at the blood on the man's neck was like a hungry wolf seeing its prey.

"You're lucky, I'll let you go this time first."

He put down the knife without hesitation, and glanced at the two people behind him with a sneer.

The two flinched as if aware of it, and quickly lowered their heads not daring to say anything.

"Including the two of you, if you are discovered again, you will lose your head. If anyone makes such a low-level mistake again, don't blame me for being merciless. It will be useless to move out Da Luo Immortal. You deserve to die .”

Zhang Heming's tone was gloomy, like a ghost in hell demanding his life.

It's a pity that they were not able to take the knife this time, but next time they should not be so lucky.

Originally, he didn't like these people. Didn't Li Jizhong just send someone over to monitor him in disguise?