Zeng Yuqing struggled desperately, and she couldn't help swearing in her mouth, "You old beast, I was ruined by you today, and I am unlucky. It turns out that you just pretended to be a good person and sent me back, in fact, you want to take advantage of me. I'm really blind. Googly, you will believe what a brute you said, and what you said to send me back to the crew."

Lao Zhou listened to Zeng Yuqing's scolding, but it was also a fire in his stomach, "Zeng Yuqing, keep your mouth clean, don't grow up and be short. My intention is indeed to send you back. As a result, you dress like this and embrace me. Riza, a man will act like me. If you dress like this and pierce me in my arms, what is it that you don’t take the initiative to give your arms to me? You and I are just you and me. Why do you sue? "

Zeng Yuqing raised her eyebrows with anger, "You just fart! I took the initiative to give you a hug? You don't look at your identity. I'm also an actor anyway, and no matter what physical needs I have, I won't consider you as a security guard. When you say this, you really don’t know what identity you are?"

Old Zhou laughed loudly, "You are an actor, you are noble, and I am a stinky security guard. I would like to ask Miss Zeng, is the current female number three role traded by you with the director or the investor under the unspoken rules?"

"Shut up! You beast, don't slander me any more. The role of the female number three is traded for my own strength."

Lao Zhou sneered, "During the years I worked on the set, I have seen a lot of dirty things in your entertainment industry. The so-called female number one, female number two and female number three in the crew, which one is not for the meat? ?"

When Zeng Yuqing heard this, she became furious, "You beast, I must go to the police station to report on you. You not only insulted my body, but also insulted my personality."

"You bitch, it's obviously you who seduce me with a scumbag, but now you blame me QJ, you are really silly. Since you are going to ruin me, then I don't have to be polite with you anymore. I will send you directly to the underworld , You go to the underworld and find Yan Luo to complain."

After Lao Zhou finished cursing, he squeezed Zeng Yuqing's neck with both hands. Zeng Yuqing couldn't yell, and couldn't move. Finally, she softened and finally fell to the ground.

Lao Zhou stretched out her hand to try her sniff, and found that she was no longer breathing, and then bitterly scolded, "You bitch, toast and not drink fine wine. If you don't make things stiff, then go to death. Zeng Yuqing, you It's just a bastard. You seduce Lao Tzu yourself, and now you are forcing Lao Tzu to kill you. You are looking for all this. You deserve it!"

Seeing Zeng Yuqing, who was still struggling with her neck straight a moment ago, breathed out, Lao Zhou felt sour in her heart.

However, another torrential rain rushed down and poured on Lao Zhou.

The cool rain woke up Lao Zhou. Lao Zhou looked at the corpse under him and was stunned.

He actually strangled her to death. What should I do with this corpse?

Such a bare-dressed woman seduced a man to **** her, and after she finished it, she complained against QJ. This kind of **** is really guilty. Although she has solved her hatred to death, what should she do next?

The sober Lao Zhou's heart was in extreme chaos. In fact, he now regrets what he did just now. First, he took Zeng Yuqing on impulse, and then strangled her to death. It took only half an hour before and after. He actually did two wrong things one after another.

Now facing the dead body, he felt at a loss.

At this moment, a tender voice came from behind.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Lao Zhou looked back and found that it was his son Xiaoguang standing behind him.

And he is now riding on Zeng Yuqing, Zeng Yuqing's skirt has been torn by herself, and the twin peaks on her chest are exposed.

The rain splashed a little crystal clear water on her snow-white double peaks, which looked even more alluring.

There were still bruises on her snow-white neck, which of course were left by her hands.

My son is still young, how can I let my son see a woman's LUO body? Lao Zhou hurriedly grabbed the fragments of the skirt and covered her chest. When Lao Zhou grabbed the debris to cover the Shuangfeng for Zeng Yuqing, he was so flustered. Now that there is no mirror, he can't see his face. If there is a mirror, he believes that he must be extremely flustered and embarrassed in the mirror.

After doing all this, Lao Zhou coughed, "Xiaoguang, why are you here?"

"The thunder was too loud just now, I was scared, so I wanted to stay with Dad. So I ran out to find Dad by myself."

"Xiaoguang, how long have you been standing here?"

"For a long time."

"How long is it?"

"I have stood here since you and auntie walked over holding an umbrella, talking and laughing."

Lao Zhou felt a little bit in his heart, wouldn't his son see the whole process of his murder, right? In this case, what kind of shadow will it cause to the son's young heart? The son is only eight years old this year. He has no ability to distinguish right from wrong. A child of this age will only take the behavior of his parents without discrimination.

"Xiaoguang, what do you see?"

"I saw my father holding my aunt in his arms, my father was kissing my aunt, and I saw my father tearing his aunt's skirt apart, and then my father pressing the aunt on the ground and riding on the aunt. Then I saw the aunt arguing with my father. I think Auntie is too fierce."

When Lao Zhou heard it, he felt like crying but not tears. It turned out that all the ugly things he had just done had been seen by his son.

"Xiaoguang, I'm sorry, Dad did a very bad thing just now. These things should not be seen by your eight-year-old child."

Lao Zhou hugged his son's body tightly and cried bitterly.

"Dad, what's wrong with you, why are you crying? What's wrong with Auntie now, why is she lying motionless on the ground?"

"Dad is okay. Auntie is too tired. She needs a good rest. Xiaoguang, listen to what Dad said. Now you should go back to the dormitory to continue your homework and forget everything you just saw, understand?"

Perhaps Lao Zhou was too serious when he was speaking, and his son trembled with fright, making a small mosquito-like noise, "Understood."

"Then you go back to do your homework now, and leave Dad alone. Go!"

"Dad, what about this auntie?"

"Dad will put Auntie in a safe place, let her have a good rest, she is tired. Now, you can go back quickly. Here is the umbrella."

The son took the umbrella, nodded, turned and left.

Watching the little figure of his son holding an umbrella gradually disappear into the rain and fog, Lao Zhou's heart was cut like a knife.

Lao Zhou sighed, carried Zeng Yuqing's body, and walked towards the entrance of the abandoned street.

Above the head, thunder roared, purple lightning flashed, and the heavy rain continued to fall.

In the place where Zeng Yuqing's body was originally lying, a red butterfly hairpin gleamed in the puddle with the flashing of lightning.