The limbs that were pinched to shatter became more and more painful.

Yuan Li felt that he might faint at any time of pain.

Just as his consciousness became more and more blurred, his breathing rate was slow, his face was pale, and he was on the verge of death, the door of the interrogation room, which had been closed for a long time, was finally pushed open from outside, and a large group of middle-aged and senior officers with nervous expressions rushed in.

The one who walked in the front was Xu Renjie, commander of the 71st Army.

The room in the family building is not large in size, with a standard one-bedroom and one-living room layout.

Xinyan sat on the chair, focusing on reading a novel in her hand.

The sun shone through the window, illuminating her graceful body that exuded a strong feminine charm.

It's already summer now.

In bases where power supply must be uniformly allocated by the military, air conditioning is undoubtedly synonymous with luxury goods. The room is stuffy and Xinyan can only wear it as cool as possible.

The pink and white suspender skirt is worn on the body, which just sets off the concave and convex curves. The plump breasts hold up the upper part of the dress high, and the slender and symmetrical legs are exposed below the hem of the skirt. The thick black hair conceals the delicate face, the small nose is upright, and the long eyelashes are flashing from time to time, full of sexy, and at the same time, they have the intellectual beauty of books and a bookish spirit.

"Bangbang, Bangbangbang————”

Suddenly, a rush and rough knock came from the door.

Xinyan frowned slightly, inserted the bookmark into the paper page, and closed it.

She stood up from the chair, put on her long, loose hair, strode with her toe slippers, walked over and opened the door.

A short and fat middle-aged woman stood at the door.

He Qun is also a military family.

She is forty-six years old and a non-commissioned officer in the Eastern Front Forces. She died in the second offensive battle last year when the virus broke out.

As a martyr, He Qun got the job of the family building administrator.

Life is often composed of countless tragedies and comedy. A dull life is just an indispensable transition.

He Qun never thinks there is any comedy in his living space.

In peacetime, she was a farmer living in the suburbs of the city. She acquired a large-scale land acquisition, selling a few acres of thin fields with small output at a high price. He Qun's education was not high, and she was unable to give birth, and suddenly received a compensation of millions. She finally felt that her life was no longer gray, and she began to be full of laziness and lust.

My husband is a soldier, and my parents died early. Apart from He Qun, there is no other person in the family.

She had been secretly interacting with several widowers in the village.

This intimate behavior that fills physical desires and mental shortcomings is usually only performed at night.

Although He Qun has nothing to do with the word "beautiful", she knows how to use words and bodies to continuously tempt men, and there are some ministers around her who are happy with her.

A woman living alone interacts with a man more often, and it is easy to attract attention and generate countless rumors.

He Qun's husband is very fierce. He is disciplined by his wife. This rude man believes in violent means. Every time he comes back to make a family leave, he always swings a stick or a whip and beats He Qun hard. In his words, "Only by beating his wife and being afraid of being beaten, she will stay at home and keep her wife's word and not go out to get involved in the trouble."

As soon as the soldier's husband left, He Qun immediately summoned adulterers to the house to relieve the pain of lovesickness in the name of playing mahjong.

This absurd and corruption lasted for several years until the virus broke out.

He Qun felt that his life had been completely broken——the man died and his savings were gone. He was old and ugly, and he was no longer attractive to men.

The last sentence is definitely not a basisless nonsense.

A large number of refugees flocked to the base city. Among them, there were many young and beautiful women. Among them were enviable urban white-collar workers and film and television stars. For food and safe accommodation, they could only sell their bodies in exchange for the most basic living materials.

If these people exist, no one will be able to like He Qun.

Of course, He Qun also has his own pursuits—get more money and live a better life in the base city.

As the administrator of the family building, she still has some power.

Looking at Xinyan who opened the door, He Qun's wrinkled corners of his eyes twitched.

Mom, this woman is so fucking so sensual.

Look at the skin, it's almost the same as milk.

Those legs are so long.

The eyes seemed to be able to speak, the lips seemed to have cherries in their mouths, and the waist... Hell, that figure was shaking one step at a time, are you walking or showing off your charm?

As both women, He Qun really doesn't want to use so many adjectives on Xinyan.

But the facts are right in front of you.

Some of them are not as good as those of themselves.

He Qun stared at Xinyan's chest viciously, wishing he could pounce on him and tear him a few times.

She posed the majesty and posture of the administrator, whispered her fist and knocked on the door panel hard, coughed a few times, and said with an extremely fierce voice: "Hey, come here and tell you, this house belongs to someone else now. You have to move out today."

Xinyan's brows became closer and closer.

“Move out? Why?”

He Qun tried hard to control the idea of ​​catching flowers on Xinyan's beautiful face. He took out a handful of melon seeds from his pocket of clothes, cracked them crisply, and spit out pieces of melon seed skin with saliva, saying sarcastically: "Where do you come from so many? If you ask you to move, you can move them, don't talk nonsense.

Xinyan stared at He Qun steadily.

Since the day she moved into the family building, she has never had a good impression of this fierce and changeable bad woman.

Yes, changeable.

When Su Hao accompanied Xinyan into the building, He Qun's face was filled with sweet smiles, and his mouth was full of words such as "If you have any questions, look for me", "Your wife is so beautiful", "Xiao Su is a lucky person".

From He Qun's perspective, there is nothing wrong with doing this.

The value of military families can only be reflected when soldiers are alive.

For example, if a man dies in battle, the reputation of a martyr is useless. If the pension is spent, no one will send it to you again. Walking outside is no different from an ordinary person. Due to his unique understanding of the word "interest", He Qun always tries to maximize his administrator's identity advantages.

In this building, many women's husbands died in battle.

He Qun has contact with most bars and brothels in the base city. She always threatens the poor and helpless women with excuses such as "moving", forcing them to sell their bodies and go to bed with the guests they provide. Then, she collects benefits from it.

The military has never asked the families of the dead to move out of the building.

People like Xu Renjie focus on other aspects and have no time to ask about what is happening in the family area.

As for the managers at the actual level... they were fed by He Qun like pigs, and they were much more "filial piety" during the Chinese New Year and the holidays. These people who have received actual benefits naturally had no interest in asking about specific matters, and He Qun's management authority became increasingly greater. From the original building to several buildings, more, to most of the current family areas.

He Qun was also responsible for taking photos of Xinyan and collecting benefits from Li Yi.

There has never been a shortage of lunatics and villains in this world.

Both men and women, there are.

Xinyan looked at He Qun coldly for a few seconds, nodded, and said, "Moving, no problem."

Without waiting for He Qun to answer, Xinyan continued: "Call the head of the family management department. If he means the same as you, I will leave immediately."

He Qun was furious and threw down the unfinished melon seeds in his hand, crossed his waist, and cursed: "Who do you think you are? Tell you honestly - your man is dead, you are not qualified to continue living here. Get out of here now."

He Qun has his own source of information.

Many people know that Su Hao was imprisoned by the Military Law Department. He Qun found some general information around the bush. Although it was not very detailed, it also included information such as the fact that all members of the CR team were killed in battle except Su Hao, and the only survivor must undergo review.

He Qun felt that Su Hao must be finished——The people arrested and entered the Marine Law Department were probably shot or taken off their officer's skin, and went to the front line to be the big soldier.

The front line means death in battle.

Therefore, you can be completely unscrupulous to deal with Xinyan.

This woman is very beautiful and has the qualification to become a red card in bars and brothels.

In short, she can help me make a lot of money.

Xinyan ignored He Qun's verbal abuse, snorted coldly, and closed the door heavily.

Su Hao is dead?

How is it possible

He is the "Queen Bee".

All "worker bees" and Su Hao have a mysterious chain-band effect. Within a certain range, they know the exact location of the "Queen Bee" and know that the "Queen Bee" is safe or dangerous. This biological connection cannot be explained in science or language, but it does exist.

Xinyan is very clear: Su Hao stays underground in the military-controlled area, which is very safe and healthy.

The damn old woman outside actually dared to curse my man dead... She didn't tear her stinky mouth on the spot, tear off her bones, chopped off her tongue and threw it out to feed the dog. Even Xinyan admired her control and patience.

The door panel is very thin.

The vulgar screams and roars with countless dirty words such as "slutty pussy" and "bitter" clearly penetrated Xinyan's ears.

She grinded her teeth hard, and a trace of murderous intent flashed through her beautiful eyes.

Xinyan walked to the chest of drawers, opened the drawer, and took out a ball of cotton.

She tore the cotton in half, rolled it into balls, and stuffed it into her ears.

Suddenly, the world became much quieter.

So, I sat down and continued reading.

Su Hao once said: No matter what happens, you have to wait for him to come back.
To be continued...