Heroic Death System

"Xiong, I just let you burn an empty factory. How do you make a life for me?" Bolin looked at the news that was being broadcast on TV. The face was ugly and asked anger at the phone.

"I don't know anyone in the factory, but I have only two small people who have no identity background. You don't have to be so nervous."

"Little people?" Bo Lin rushed to swear. "You haven't seen Wen Jingyi almost burned to death? And you actually use 'black fuel' as a combustion aid, it is a contraband, it must be jailed out! ”

The male at the other end of the phone said indifferently: "There is no way. The building used in Wenjing's factory is full of fireproof materials. I have to take extraordinary measures to burn it. I am also trying to complete the task you explained. You can't Push me the responsibility."

"Is it because I told you to use black flammable liquid, did I ask you to burn people?" Bolin had a feeling of being dying at the moment.

"Oh, you let me set the phone, I recorded the sound, no matter what happened, you have to carry it with me."

Bo Lin was so angry that he turned red and asked for a long while, "Is you calculating me from the beginning?"

"What do you think? I am willing to do anything for you," said Xiongge. He laughed. "We are now a grasshopper on board. They should cooperate with each other. At 10 o'clock tonight, come to Fuwei Hotel 711 to find me. Let's discuss the next steps."

Bo Lin held the mobile phone until there was a busy tone inside, and still did not return to God from the fear...

In the villa, Wen Jingyi leaned against the bed and stared at the slap in his hand. He has experienced a lot of storms, but he has never encountered such a thing beyond knowledge. His lover became a pen, and this pen was still a relic left by his father, and he was hung on him every day.

In other words, he has been in a relationship with a pen for a while, and a pen-rolled bed sheet, eat a pen to make a meal, and accompany a pen to think about the future?

No wonder he couldn't find the background of cocoa. It turned out that he was not human at all!

[He is your thing, will not leave you running away. 】

The words suddenly appeared in the brain, but I didn’t understand it at the time. Now I know the true meaning.

Wen Jingyan gently rubbed the pen that had lost its luster. My heart was very clear. He was more afraid of losing him than he was shocked by the discovery.

Escaped from the fire, he was only slightly hurt, and even the fire was incredible. At that time he realized that he could still protect him with his own strength, but he disappeared because of the power loss. If he is forced to do so, how can he show his original form in front of his eyes?

Maybe he shouldn't rush in, just because of his appearance, he still had to use power excessively to protect him.

Even if he knows nothing about the creature of the pen, but sees his tarnishing, he can probably guess that his situation is not good.

"Coco, what should I do for you?" Wen Jing whispered.

At this moment, the mobile phone around me sounded, and Wen Jingyi opened it. The voice of the secretary came from inside: "When you are, the news media, the subordinates have already handed it over to the public relations, and the rest is waiting for the police investigation results. ""

Wen Jingyan heard the words, a flash of cold light in his eyes. The incident was obviously deliberately made, but the strange thing is why the other party has to work hard to burn a workshop that has not yet been officially opened? Even the black flammable liquid banned by the state is used. Losing a factory building is irrelevant to Wen Jingwei, neither can he lose much benefit, nor can he destroy his reputation. On the contrary, his rushing into the fire to save people has greatly enhanced his public image.

Is this just a crime committed by some unscrupulous elements in retaliation for society? But how can they have black liquid in their hands? The price of this kind of thing in the black market is highly speculated, and people who can afford black liquid fuel have at least no pressure on money. How high is the probability of such a person retaliating against society?

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn’t think of a clue. For the time being, Wen Jingwei could only tell the secretary to pay close attention to the police investigation results and report to him at any time. He did not intend to go out in the past few days in case he was entangled in the media.

Two people were killed in the fire. Many people in the outside world thought that one of them was acceptable. After all, he did not come out after he rushed in for the third time. The video of his rescue is everywhere on the Internet, and the beautiful figure that shuttles through the fire has made countless people amazed.

Wen Jingyi also looked back and forth many times, and every time I saw it, I felt a distress.

Wen Jingyu put the magic pen on the pillow, then opened the notebook, and planned to check the company documents. But then I felt uneasy, picked up the magic pen and put him in my chest pocket.

After watching the computer for a while, I adjusted the magic number in one direction, then clicked on an animation, zoomed out on the corner of the screen, and continued to browse the file in the gorgeous sound effect.

But ten minutes, he felt that something was wrong. He picked up the magic pen and looked up and down. He asked, "Coco, where is your head? Can you see the animation I played?"

Acceptable: ... unable to spit.

The pen of the magic pen is a protective shell. As long as you stay in the pen, you don't have to worry about being hurt by the blessings of the scenery. But in the same way, he can't absorb the suffocating power, and the power is hard to recover.

In his current situation, he could not even enter Wen Jingyu’s dream. I can only expect him to be blackened and take a bit of suffocation to repair his body.

However, Wen Jingyi’s psychological quality is very good. He found that his lover is a slap in the face and he is not afraid at all, and even accepts good. His three views are not a problem!

Wen Jingyu queried the information about the strange, the content is varied, true and false is difficult to distinguish, so he sent a help post: my lover is a pen demon, now seriously injured, can not become human form, how to help him recover ?

However, he received a lot of responses in a few minutes.

[The landlord is stupid, how can there be a pen demon in the world? How do you let me wait for the millennium fox, rabbit, and flower demon? 】

[Upstairs is stupid, who said there is no pen demon in the world? There is also a pot demon in my house. I help you grow flowers and raise grass every day. Don't be too intimate! 】

[Oh, all of them are running on the subject. The pen and the demon of the landlord are injured. Do you dare to be a little sympathetic, and help the landlord solve the problem? 】

[According to my experience as a demon, the landlord can bring your family's pen demon to a place where the demon is heavy, let him absorb the demon gas to recover. 】

Wen Jingzhen felt that this proposal was a bit reliable, so the message asked: [What place is more demon? 】

[Bars, karaoke bars, night clubs, haunted houses, hair salons, entertainment circles...]

Wen Jingwei: Goodbye by hand.

Still can't see it on the sidelines, the pens are shaking and laughing.

Wen Zong, your people are set to collapse!

Wen Jingyi felt the pen vibrate, so he put him in front of the screen and asked: "Coco, what do you think?"

not so good? What he needs is suffocating, suffocating!

I thought about it for a moment, then tried to condense the mana and wrote slowly on the screen: "Do you have someone in the prison?" 】

If you talk about the fierce land, the first prison. It is estimated that as long as you go to the prison, you can still add enough suffocation. It’s just that kind of place can’t be treated for a long time, otherwise it will consume the blessings of Wen Jing’s body.

Wen Jingjian was still able to respond, could not help but surprise, and quickly asked: "What to do in prison?"

[Prison is heavy and can help me recover. 】

"I understand." Wen Jingyi did not ask much, and made a direct call to arrange inspections.

Wen Jingyi’s company had previously been sent to prison for corruption because of corruption. It’s normal to say that the person is still a distant relative.

The next day, Wen Jingyu drove to the prison where the supervisor was in charge with a Shangke plaque.

Just arrived at the entrance to the prison, but I still feel a strong suffocating sigh of relief, like a dish of food, hooked his mouth.

After Wen Jingwei had a good operation, he met the supervisor in the inspection room.

They talked about something specifically, but they didn't pay attention. He was desperately absorbing his anger at the moment. Although most of the hernias have been purified by the blessings of Wenjing, the leaking silkworms are enough to make him a delicious meal.

At the end of the inspection period, the helium gas that was previously consumed in the fire was basically replenished.

On the way back to the villa, Wen Jingyi asked while driving: "Coco, how?"

"Very good." The soft voice came into the ears of Wen Jingyu.

Wen Jingwei’s line of sight glanced around and did not see the figure of Shang Ke.

"Here, here." The sound of Shang Ke sounded again, this time in front of him.

Wen Jingyan looked down and saw a big man with a big thumb sitting on the steering wheel and waving his hand cheerfully.

Wen Jing's fingers tightened and almost twisted the steering wheel. Suspended in the last second, the face was not even a panic, but the tight muscles leaked the horror in his heart.

His lover turned into a thumb doll, sitting on his steering wheel and waving at him. What expression should he use to welcome his gorgeous appearance?

If you want to come and think about it, let him down from the steering wheel and watch his body sway with the movement of the steering wheel. It always feels unreliable.

Wen Jingyu circled the body with **** and carefully placed him in the passenger seat.

"Coco, how did you get so small?"

"Saving mana." Maintaining an adult entity requires a lot of mana. It is still possible to wait for the dream of entering Jing Jingyu to accumulate some suffocation and then return to normal size.

“Do you need me to go to the prison several times?” Wen Jingzhen asked in a positive manner.

"No need." The prison is a place to accumulate. If it is not a last resort, it will not let Wen Jingyu come here. He signed a contract with himself, and if he was not blessed by blessings, he might have been tired of him. The pen is not something that ordinary people can hold, and the kind person will have a dark side. The old man who is as pure and thoughtful as Wen Jing’s father is rare in the world.

The good fortune of Wen Jingyu is both a weapon to damage and a reliance for Shang Ke to be able to stay with him.

In the evening, I couldn't wait to enter Wen Jingyu's dream, lingering with him, and telling each other's heart... Well, most of the time, most of the time is a profound physical exchange.

“What about the factory?” I can ask when I am at the break.

"First arrange those workers to go to another factory for training. After the reconstruction here, they will be officially put on the job." Wen Jingyu is tired of Shang Ke, and his fingers are counting his fingers. The ability to demonize the pen is really good. The shape of the nails is impeccable.

"The fire doesn't know who put it, burned a factory, hurt two people, what good is it?"

Wen Jingyan’s eyes were covered with frost, Shen Sheng said: “I will definitely check out this incident and dare to make trouble in the scene where I smell Jingjing. I must let them pay the price.”

More importantly, they made him almost lose his pen! The unique pen in the world!

Yes: Why do you always feel that you are being stunned every day...