ASTNovels Chapter 233 Who decides who
Chapter 233 Who decides who
He Zheng came out of the shower and didn't go to coax the Vatican Prison, but tied his bathrobe and belt and walked towards the door ignoring him.
The Vatican Prison who was thrown just like that couldn't believe it, picked up the pillow and threw He Zheng on the back angrily, cursing, "You bastard named He, you won't recognize anyone after eating, will you?"
He Zheng still ignored Fan Prison and let him curse on the bed.
"He Zheng."
The Vatican Prison was furious, but he had no clothes on and couldn't rush out to beat He Zheng, so he could only beat the quilt furiously with his teeth itching.
"Okay, He Zheng, I'll touch you again in the future, and I'll write my mother's name upside down."
The furious Fan Prison swore, but he just didn't know if he would slap him in the face.
Walking to He Zheng who was in front of the door, he opened the door and looked at 49 outside indifferently.
49 just hung up the phone, turned around and saw He Zheng cleared his throat in embarrassment and said, "I was really in a hurry just now, I didn't mean to."
He Zheng didn't care about this matter, and asked him indifferently, "Where's Mrs. Ye?"
When 49 was asked this question, his expression was not very good immediately, and he said falteringly, "Suddenly...he disappeared."
"But I swear, I really saw her, clearly." 49 immediately added eagerly.
He Zheng naturally believed 49, because 49 is not the kind of person who handles things sloppily.
"Go to the monitoring room, give them some money, and call up all the surveillance videos of the hotel."
"I've ordered my men to do it, but I don't know what happened. The hotel's surveillance cameras are all broken, and their own internal personnel are rushing to fix it now." 49 said distressed.
He Zheng frowned after hearing this, because it showed that Mrs. Ye was really here, and the monitoring could not be broken suddenly. At this time, there was only one possibility, and that was that Mrs. Ye was in the hotel of the resort at this time. Inside, sabotaging the monitoring is to hide himself.
"Immediately go to the front desk to investigate the list of people who are staying, and find out the names of all 19-year-old boys surnamed Ye." He Zheng suddenly ordered 49 with a serious expression.
49 had a puzzled look on his face, but he didn't realize it and asked He Zheng in surprise, "Do you suspect that the young master is in this resort right now?"
"After her husband was arrested, her scope of activities has been in this city. There is only one possibility. She is personally protecting the child."
49 suddenly realized, and immediately ran to the elevator, took the elevator down to the front desk in a hurry.
Seeing He Zheng walking away from 49, his eyes became more and more stern, and he didn't turn his head until the Vatican Prison behind him kicked him.
"Your eyesight is bad, why are you staring at the empty aisle in a daze?" Fan Prison, who had finished kicking people, poked his head out for a look, and then raised his head to complain about He Zheng's voice.
He Zheng didn't speak, he pressed the head of the Vatican prison and pushed him into the room, and after closing the door, he pulled the Vatican prison into the room.
"I don't know how to run, can you be gentle, my hand hurts like hell." Fan Prison immediately cursed again.
He Zheng still had a cold expression on his face, and directly threw the Vatican Prison on the quilt.
Fan Prison was startled, and immediately retreated to the head of the bed in a panic, his voice stammering, "You...don't come here! I'll jump out of the window if you come here."
He Zheng turned around and walked to the sofa beside him, bent down to pick up the fruit knife in the fruit plate, and then turned and walked to the Vatican Prison on the big bed.
When Fan Prison saw the knife, his eyes widened immediately, and he tried to persuade him in a panic, "You, you, calm down, killing people is against the law."
"Whatever you think about all day, bring it to you."
He Zheng's attitude was tough, and there was even a hint of disgust.
Fan Prison was not happy, but obediently reached out to He Zheng, but timidly.
He Zheng endured his temper and pulled the Vatican hand vigorously, directly slit his thumb, and then pressed it on the guarantee letter on the bedside table. After finishing, he let go of the Vatican hand, walked back to the coffee table and put the fruit knife back.
Fan Prison looked dumbfounded, but the next second he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that He Zheng finally couldn't stand him and wanted to stab him to death.
I've thought about what I'm begging for mercy, but I didn't expect it to be stamped!Scared me to death.
Fan Prison patted his chest, then looked up at He Zheng who had walked up to him, and cleared his throat in embarrassment, because He Zheng looked a little scary with a frosty face.
"Why, regret that you didn't give me a knife?" The dead duck in the Vatican Prison had a stubborn mouth and a fierce face.
He Zheng opened the drawer and took out the band-aid, and brute force pulled the finger of Fan Prison to stick it on him.
"You hurt me and feel sorry for yourself, you are really contradictory." Fan Prison muttered cursing He Zheng.
He Zheng didn't say anything, but he poked the Brahma Prison on the forehead and pushed him down, letting him lie down.
Fan Prison felt angry at the forehead that was poked and hurt, picked up the pillow and hit He Zheng, "I don't fucking hurt, do you, do you treat your wife like this, huh?"
"If you were not mine, I would have buried you alive."
He Zheng turned off the light, lay down and turned his back to the prison, ignoring him.
Fan Prison is naturally upset!I know how to scold him every day.
Damn, I wouldn't have come back to beg him if I had known, I pulled my face off and he showed me back.
The more Fan Prison thought about it, the more angry he got out of bed angrily, looking for his own clothes to wear.
He Zheng frowned immediately when he heard the rustling sound, because he knew that the Vatican had lost his temper again and wanted to run away.
This kid is really...
He Zheng squeezed his eyebrows to force himself to calm down, fearing that he would be carried away and killed in Vatican Prison.
He got up and pulled Fan Prison on his body, and pressed him under the quilt to let him sleep quickly.
"Let go, I won't get in the way of your young master He's eyes if I fuck off."
Fan Prison still scolded, his temper was very violent, and he struggled hard.
He Zheng didn't talk nonsense with the Vatican Prison, and gagged him to shut him up.
Sure enough, this trick worked. After a while, Fan Prison was so kissed that he was out of breath and breathed heavily in He Zheng's arms.
"Are you still running?"
He Zheng frowned with a cold face, and put his big hand on Fan Prison's waist as a warning. If Fan Prison dared to run away, he would immediately make his waist unable to straighten tomorrow.
"The mother knows, don't run, don't run!"
Fan Prison finally relented, and he couldn't run, his legs were sore and he couldn't climb the balcony.
He suddenly looked up at He Zheng who was hugging him with messy breathing, and commanded a domineering tone, "Kiss again."
He Zheng frowned, but he lowered his head and lightly touched Fan Prison's lips, and then kissed again. Although he always disliked Fan Prison's violent temper, his movements were gentle.
Fan Prison immediately laughed triumphantly, no matter how awesome you are, I won it with just one word, and you still want to find a vixen, are you willing to let me not touch it?