The leisurely pastoral life of Xiao Shannong

The man felt that his throat was about to be cut, and slapped Zhang Zian's arm vigorously with his hands.

"Where is Zhang Heyu?"

Zhang Zian's voice sounded like a reminder to the man's ears.

The man felt as if he was about to suffocate, and his eyes began to roll up.

Suddenly, I felt my throat loosen, and then I breathed in the air greedily.

Tears were choked out.

It's good to be alive.

Sensing Zhang Zian's cold gaze, the man quickly got up from the ground and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know..."

Halfway through, I suddenly remembered something.

The company did sign a female artist before, and I fell in love with it the first time I saw it.

After many hints, but failed to get her hands on it, she intentionally or unintentionally reduced her activities. That female artist seems to be called Zhang Heyu.

A trace of fear flashed through his eyes.

"I'll call the agent manager and ask."

Seeing Zhang Zian nodding, he quickly picked up the phone and made a call.

After a while, a young woman ran in from the door, wearing a standard suit. Although she was over forty, she exuded charm everywhere.

Milfs are still charming.

"Boss, you are looking for me..."

The young woman's originally smiling face suddenly froze, she glanced at Zhang Zian, and then at the boss standing trembling aside.

Having been in society for so many years, I keenly feel a little danger.

Full of gunpowder flavor.

"Xiaoqiu, hurry up and check Zhang Heyu's arrangements for today." The man hurriedly said, afraid of delaying Zhang Zian's affairs.

Qiu Yuying was taken aback for a moment, and when she heard Zhang Heyu's name, an imperceptible panic flashed in her eyes.

Zhang Zian's eyes were fixed, and a murderous intent poured out of his body.

"This...boss..."

"Fuck you, hurry up and check."

The man swears directly, and Qiu Yuying is shocked, but...

Zhang Zian turned around and walked towards Qiu Yuying, fixed his eyes on her, and asked word by word: "Where is Zhang Heyu?"

Qiu Yuying became even more flustered, her eyes avoided, her hands were crossed together, and she didn't say a word.

She dare not.

"Snapped!"

With a loud slap, bright red fingerprints immediately appeared on Qiu Yuying's face.

Zhang Zian didn't show any sympathy for her. Judging from Qiu Yuying's behavior just now, she definitely knew Zhang Heyu's whereabouts.

Qiu Yuying covered the left side of her face that had been beaten, with a look of disbelief, she stared at Zhang Zian with hatred in her eyes.

Just as Zhang Zian raised his hand, the man ran over and kicked Qiu Yuying in the stomach.

Looking at Qiu Yuying who was lying on the ground with a ferocious face, "Smelly bitch, if you want to die, don't hurt me, just say it."

After finishing speaking, he rode on Qiu Yuying's body, and slapped her delicate white face back and forth a few times, bleeding profusely from the corner of her mouth.

"Say it, you stinky bitch, talk it up."

The man was really scared. He almost died just now. It was the first time in his life that he faced death directly.

He was really scared.

"Ahem...I said, I said."

Qiu Yuying covered her head with her hands and cried in a crying voice.

The man just stopped.

"It was sent to Mansion One."

Qiu Yuying's nose was already bruised and her face was swollen, and she no longer had the same charm as before.

Zhang Zian didn't know what the mansion meant, the man's body trembled.

Naturally, he couldn't escape Zhang Zian's eyes, and there was a hint of ominousness.

He grabbed the man by the neck, "What's wrong with Mansion One."

The man had been frightened for a long time, and cried, "It's that kind of place."

Although he had this faint feeling, when he heard it, Zhang Zian only felt a surge of anger in his chest rushing straight to his forehead.

Throwing back, the man slammed backwards, hit the wall, groaned, and passed out.

Zhang Zian looked down at Qiu Yuying, "Which box are you in?"

Qiu Yuying was also frightened, and did not hide anything, "Room 666."

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps, and a group of security guards surrounded the door.

Pointing the weapon in his hand at Zhang Zian, he was shocked when he saw the situation inside the house.

Zhang Zian got up, glanced at it, and then walked outside, the crowd actively moved out of the way.

After getting out of Yahuang Entertainment, Zhang Zian got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, the tires made a black mark on the ground, and the car rushed out.

Originally a journey of more than half an hour, Zhang Zian arrived at the gate of Mansion No. 10 in less than [-] minutes.

One mansion is a place for the upper class to communicate, and it is a private club. Without the card of one mansion, outsiders cannot enter even if they pay.

"Sir, do you have the card of our Mansion One?"

Zhang Zian walked inside with a dark face. When the welcoming maid saw that someone was making trouble, she immediately asked for support through the walkie-talkie.

A dozen men in suits quickly rushed out from inside, surrounding Zhang Zian.

In the next second, there was only one person standing in the audience, and Zhang Zian grabbed him.

The welcoming maid was so frightened that her face turned pale and her face was extremely pale.

"Take me to room 666."

The girl nodded obediently, she barely had some strength, but her legs were still a little weak.

Room 666 is at the innermost part of the second floor, the corridor is dark, and the girls lead the way.

"That's... this is it."

Zhang Zian raised his hand to knock the girl unconscious, and pressed his right hand on the door. With a little force, Zhang Zian forcibly pushed the entire door open.

In the room, the red atmosphere lights were flickering, and music was playing on the screen. The three men and two women were startled by the way Zhang Zian opened the door.

"Who is it, get out quickly."

A man stood up and pointed at Zhang Zian and shouted.

Zhang Zian's figure flashed, and with a "click", the man bent his wrist in a strange posture, and then wailed like killing a pig.

Seeing this, the other two men picked up the wine bottles on the table in front of them and rushed over.

He was subdued by Zhang Zian in an instant.

Just when he was about to ask, his ears moved, and he suddenly turned his head to look inside.

The figure came to the door in a flash, and the whole door split open.

The scene in front of him made Zhang Zian tremble all over, and a tyrannical aura erupted from his body involuntarily.

The three men and two women behind were hit and fainted.

Zhang Heyu was lying on the bed with a ruddy complexion, his face was unusually flushed, and he was muttering something.

The clothes are half open, the black underwear is exposed in front of the eyes, and the trousers have been pulled back to the ankles.

Reveals the adorable Winnie the Pooh inside.

The man's eyes were full of lust, and his clothes had already been stripped off, leaving only his underpants.

Startled by the sound, he turned his head and saw the deathly Zhang Zian.

"open..."

A hand instantly grabbed the man's throat and kept tightening.

"Crack!"

The man tilted his neck and lost his voice.

Zhang Zian didn't bother to care, threw the man away, wrapped Zhang Heyu in the blanket on the bed, and walked outside.

Along the way, no one dared to stop him.

Zhang Heyu was in Zhang Zian's arms, his expression was already dazed, he hugged Zhang Zian with both hands, and kept groping, his small mouth moved to Zhang Zian's ear, and the warm air hit the base of the ear.

Zhang Zian frowned, and quickly left the Yi Mansion.

Put Zhang Heyu in the co-pilot, fasten the seat belt, and Zhang Zian drove away quickly.

I found a hotel and opened a room. With Zhang Zian's current physical fitness, it is not difficult to lift a person weighing more than 100 kilograms, but Zhang Heyu was not honest at all along the way.

It took a lot of effort to put Zhang Heyu on the bed.

As soon as he put it down, Zhang Heyu opened his blurred eyes and wrapped himself around Zhang Zian.

Although Zhang Zian usually likes to play tricks and take advantage of it, but now he has no lust at all.

Hold Zhang Heyu's shoulders with both hands and fix her on the bed.

He had already realized that Zhang Heyu had been tricked.

Zhang Zian has the confidence to force the poison out of his body if he gets any poison, but the spring medicine is useless.

Just when Zhang Zian frowned and didn't know what to do, a pair of long legs wrapped around his waist.