Although, for the man in black who has already possessed the horrible identity of the cultivator, plus the big backer of the Rocha organization.

Even if it was discovered that he did it, Li Changming and Li Changtian died in his hands.

Then, the man in black still has full assurance that he can retreat completely. He will not worry or trouble because the victim is from the Li family in Jiangnan.

However, in this way, the "sense of achievement" in a man's heart will fade away a lot, and he also enjoys the feeling he has arranged.

Looking at these horrible big men who are out of reach in the eyes of ordinary people, and even dare not provoke at all, they may not even dare to face up to each other. They are struggling in front of themselves and making useless efforts.

And in front of his own face, he showed the expression of despair and begging like a drowning man seizing the last straw

But oneself, is the face dew shallow smile, leisurely and leisurely will they send on this long yellow spring road.

And that's not the end of it——

After that, under his perfect criminal plan, all the people who dare to intervene in any case about him are all affected by his plot and his disguise to catch a killer who is nothing at all.

To tell you the truth, this kind of feeling really makes men in black have a very strong "addiction" feeling, and this "addiction" is the kind of "addiction" that can't be given up at all!

In thinking of the so-called "glorious history" he committed before, the corners of the mouth of the man in black rose, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

The man took a deep breath and felt that the air was full of the charming fragrance that made him feel intoxicated, which was also the precursor of the bloody smell

The man in black slowly stretched out a hand and slowly grasped the position of the bathroom door handle

"Wow..."

The hot water sprayed from the shower poured evenly on Yan bao'er's body, which made her feel refreshed without any reason.

After all, every woman is emotional.

Especially in these days, in order to find Zhang Xiaofan's footprints, Yan bao'er basically visited more than half of the cities in the south of the Yangtze River.

Just now, after I arrived at Zhang Xiaofan, I had a fight with him. I beat myself up and down. It was a sweat. I couldn't help it.

Although, for Yan bao'er, she always has that kind of secluded fragrance like musk deer and orchid, without the smell of sweat

But even so, when Yan bao'er thought of the sweat he and Zhang Xiaofan had in the process of fighting, he felt very uncomfortable all over.

Yan bao'er raised her smiling face slightly, let the warm water from the shower sprinkle on her face, along her long black and beautiful waist length hair, swan like white neck, delicate clavicle, slowly flowing down from top to bottom.

Yan bao'er enjoyed the feeling of bathing. At least she couldn't enjoy such happiness when she was in hell