This is a world where people are judged by their appearance. Appearance basically determines everything. Although it is hateful, everyone has to admit that, for example, there are interviews for exams, interviews for jobs, and dating is also a kind of interview. Beautiful women will always be in this world. With privilege, beautiful killers, beautiful drug dealers, and beautiful human traffickers are all criminals, but because of the word "beauty" in front of them, they often get everyone's forgiveness and sympathy.
For example, the beauty Leng Bingbing, even in a world where artificial beauties were rampant like in Wang Bushi's previous life, Leng Bingbing was the best, and she could still be ranked high. With a title, a beauty only comes out in a thousand years, and she was definitely one of those rich young men who were involved in the entertainment industry. The object of pursuit among real estate tycoons, politicians and celebrities.
Killing is wrong, it is bloody, and it will give people nightmares, but Leng Bingbing said it so calmly, so easily, with a calm expression. Perhaps in Leng Bingbing's eyes, killing someone is the same as killing a pig.
Wang Bushit's heart trembled slightly when he saw this. He had married a cold-blooded man. If he was bedridden, it would still be up to him whether she would take Xinruan away and run away with her lover. She didn't feed him poison. For the sake of being a husband and wife, this is Pan Jinlian who changed her name. Wang Bushit wanted to return the goods, but after continuing to listen to the cold words, Wang Bushit changed his mind. This is to hate evil as much as to hate, and to roar when seeing injustice on the road. , such a daughter-in-law with a sense of justice is called Han Xin to lead the troops - the more the better.
There were still many people like evil bitches in my previous life. As the law gradually improved, such incidents have decreased. However, there are also evil bitches who understand the law and are just skirting around the law to disgust everyone. The law does not It is stipulated that you are her, and such a person is suitable to meet a killer like his own wife. Good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. God will not repay, but his wife will repay.
"Daughter-in-law, remember to call me next time you encounter something like this. I will also give you a knife to relieve your hatred." Similarly, hating evil as much as hatred is also an excellent quality of Wang Busheng.
Women are always attentive. Although Wang Busui hid it very well, the change in Wang Busheng's eyes was still caught coldly. As a killer, the job of killing people is still very unpopular. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is despised. His cold mood She suddenly became a lot lower, but after listening to Wang Busheng's words, a smile appeared on Leng Bingbing's face again. Leng Bingbing didn't know when she cared so much about Wang Bushi's attitude. Maybe this is the change of a woman who has a man. .
"Sister, there's more, there's more, you won't only take one job for so long, right?" Listening to the person involved is much more interesting than reading a book. After all, the person who wrote the book has never been a killer.
"How could it be? I'm usually very busy." Leng Bingbing was unhappy when his business ability was looked down upon.
"For example,,"
So Leng Bingbing introduced his work diary for more than half a year.
"Um, wife, it seems that you mainly do the work of a butcher." It turns out that there are levels of killers. The masters kill, the inferiors kill chickens and dogs, and the more challenging ones kill cows. My wife must be a low-level killer.
In an instant, Wang Busui was uninterested in the profession of killer.
Looking back on my work situation in the past six months, as Wang Busheng said, I didn't even realize that I had the potential to be a butcher. Think about it, a top student in a headhunting school killed pigs instead of adults, aren't those gentlemen very good? Chilling. It is no different from the No. 1 scholar who has fallen in business.
In front of the flowers and under the moon, the loving couple counts the stars in the sky together, how warm and romantic it is.
When admiring flowers and asking about the moon, the moon refers to the lotus.
The shadows of the flowers in the bright moon lake are dark, and the moon is bright in the pool of beautiful flowers.
The girl plays the flute when the moon is red and the moon is full, and the boy plays the sheng when the moon is white and the flowers are fragrant.
You can pick flowers from the lotus pond under the moonlight, and enjoy the fragrance in front of the flowers and under the moonlight.
It's just that there are no stars or moonlight in the pit, only the hot sun. Although holding a beautiful woman is a very comfortable and enjoyable thing, it will make you sweat.
The soft jade was warm and fragrant, but it was no longer beautiful with the smell of sweat. The two of them couldn't help but separate. Looking at the scorching sun, Wang Bushit looked up to the sky and prayed, "Oh my god, you are so hot and thirsty, you have pity on us little people." Let it rain a little.”
The hero's luck is still good, and the hero's face must be given. Although most of the time the gods in the sky are very busy promoting Pai Gow, playing mahjong, holding cocktail parties and banquets, and they are also very unreliable, but they are within the scope of their own abilities. Sometimes things within the family will be granted. For example, Wang Busheng's request at this moment - to let some rain fall. This is just a matter of the Dragon King sneezing, which is nothing.
The sky changed suddenly, and dark clouds gathered above Wang BuSheng's head. People said that the face of a child in June would change at any time, but Wang BuShu did not expect it to happen so quickly. In a few breaths, when the dark clouds reached enough thickness, a bolt of lightning started, and the rain began to fall.
The two people in the pit looked at each other, and their eyes lit up. How could this god be so reliable?
"It's raining, it's raining." Wang Bushit laughed loudly. "Sister Leng, it's finally raining. We won't be drunk to death."
"Well, now we have water to drink." No need to die of thirst, Leng Bingbing is also very happy, like a cute little girl, smiling sincerely.
Opening their big mouths, the two greedily drank the Dragon Prince's saliva. It was unknown whether there was any snot from the Dragon Prince mixed in.
"I didn't expect the gods to be reliable. Sister Leng, do you think the gods would satisfy me if I asked for some roast chicken?" Wang Bushu asked curiously, with a little joy. In his previous life, he still believed in science. Feudal superstition will be spurned and suppressed. Even if there are many things that cannot be explained by science, in this life, even such a bloody thing as time travel can happen to me. It is not impossible for gods to hear my voice. People should be positive and pursue higher goals. Wang Busheng originally wanted to eat roast pig, but he was too afraid that he wouldn't be able to eat it. It was so hot that he couldn't save it.
"Ms. sir, you are thinking too much." Feudal superstition is still very popular in the killer circle. After all, it is a high-risk industry with a huge risk factor. It is a last resort to find spiritual sustenance. It is understandable that it is raining in the sky, but it is a natural phenomenon, but there is roasting chicken in the sky. That is impossible.
"Try it, it doesn't matter if you try it." No skin or meat will be lost, it's just a matter of mouthing, "Everyone in the sky, seeing how handsome I am and how beautiful Sister Leng is, why don't you order some roast chicken?" Please quench our hunger.”
There are no surprises. There is no such thing as chicken drumsticks. After all, gods are vegetarians.
Wang Bushi smiled bitterly, "Sister Leng, you are so smart. You know all the thoughts of the gods."
"Um, okay, just take it as a compliment." Leng Bingbing didn't respond and continued to drink the rainwater. He had nothing to eat and could only rely on the rainwater to fill his stomach.
Because of her tilted neck, Leng Bingbing's slender neck was displayed in front of Wang Busheng. Well, okay, Leng Bingbing is a normal woman. She doesn't have an Adam's apple or anything like that. Her skin is smooth and clean. When the rain hits her face, it flows along her skin. Sliding down, the clothes were soaked and clung tightly to her body, outlining her perfect curves.
There used to be a scene on TV where the male protagonist looked up to the sky and drank water. I have to say that the scene was very masculine. Wang Busheng is a little younger, but he still has a bit of masculinity, and his posture of raising his head to drink water is still very handsome. Wang Busheng's clothes were also soaked, and they clung to his body. Well, they were quite sexy.
The Dragon Prince must have had a cold. He kept sneezing and raining.
As mentioned above, the pit that Wang Busheng fell into was on a downhill slope. According to the natural law of water flowing downwards, there is no doubt that all the rainwater flowed into the pit. By the time Wang Bu Shi noticed it, the rain had already reached his knees.
"Well, Lord Dragon, don't get down. If you have a cold, I have medicine here, which will cure your illness." Wang Busheng's teasing was useless. How could God's will be manipulated by villains?
The rain was still falling and the water was still flowing, and suddenly Wang Bushit burst into laughter.
"Mr. sir, what's wrong with you? You're stimulated." Leng Bingbing looked at Wang Busui curiously, as if the thunder just didn't hit him.
"Sister Leng, I have thought of a way out of the trap." Wang Bushi smiled, having new hope of escaping from the sea of suffering immediately. "Sister Leng, can you swim?"
"Can", this is also a necessary skill for killers. How can a killer who can't swim complete the task in a complex environment, just like a chef who can't scramble eggs is not a good cook.
"Sister Leng, think about it, if the water slowly fills the pit and is level with the ground, wouldn't we be able to swim out?" This method is feasible, and Wang Busheng has no choice but to be complacent about his intelligence.
As Wang Budie wished, the cold praise then went to "Yes, this is a good idea, sir, you are so smart."
A woman who has a family and a woman who has someone to rely on will generally have a lower IQ. I have to say that this method still has many loopholes.
No, the disadvantages appeared immediately.
It is estimated that the Dragon King took special medicine and the sneezing stopped and the rain stopped.
Wang Bushi looked at each other, and then comforted him, "It doesn't matter, it won't rain anymore, isn't there a lot of rainwater flowing down the slope?"
Well, yes, the rain is still flowing.
Leng Bingbing nodded, hoping that Wang Bu's method would work.
God also likes to joke, or play tricks on the people underground. After the rainwater reaches Wang Busui's waist, the flow speed becomes slower and slower, and the flow rate becomes smaller and smaller.
After the king prayed to heaven to worship the gods and hoped for more water flow, the rain stopped completely. From this incident, we can conclude that it is useless to improvise without worshiping the gods in the past. The gods are not happy, and there is no point in fooling the gods. It's different from slapping yourself in the face.
Wang Bushi smiled awkwardly, "Sister Leng, I guess this method won't work." The rain has only reached your chest. If you want to swim out, you think it's a carp jumping over the dragon's gate and a salmon swimming back.
Leng Bingbing also smiled bitterly, "I think so, I can only think of other ways."
"Sister Leng, I'd better hold you." Wang Bushi looked at Leng Bingbing.
Leng Bingbing looked at Wang Busheng curiously, still trying to take advantage in this environment.
However, being cold and cold is the way to judge a gentleman. Of course, Wang Busheng is not a gentleman. Wang Busheng does not want to be a purely good person, nor does he want to be a hopeless bad person. When you regard one good deed every day as If you get used to it, your evil will be infinitely magnified, and people must always leave room for themselves. But Leng Bingbing is not a villain, but a woman.
"Your arm cannot be soaked in water for a long time, otherwise it will become inflamed, fester, and leave scars," Wang Busheng explained.
Inflammation and suppuration are not something to be afraid of. There is no killer who is not injured. Just leaving scars is unforgivable. Scars are a man's military medal, but women are not. Perfection, perfection is what women want.
Now that she has become the wife of the Wang family, Leng Bingbing no longer hesitates and approaches Wang Bushit's arms. Wang Bushit lifts Leng Bingbing's body and leans against the wall of the pit.
