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Chapter 1

Of course, Chen Xiaomin came alone at Guo Jiafan's invitation, preparing to "speak clearly" what she had imagined, but in fact he was using both soft and hard to prevent him from attacking his husband.

Hearing the familiar voice, Guo Jiafan agreed without hesitation and gave the date time and place. This low-key and simple two-story shop building was secretly bought by Guo Jiafan in the name of a relative. Although it is not good-looking, it is actually a county middle school district house. It is adjacent to the provincial highway and the national highway and the two rivers that are about to be connected. It has an amazing potential commercial value.

In the past two years, every Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, Guo Jiafan stayed here for a while to facilitate gifts from all parties. Secret discussions involving projects, personnel appointments and removals were also put here, which was a secret activity base for him.

When I arrived at the second floor, I knocked on the door twice and opened it. As soon as I flashed into the darkness, I hugged it tightly and kissed my lips, earlobes, neck, and my hands skillfully lifted my clothes from my back and unbuckled my bra. I moved my steps inside and soon fell onto the bed.

Chen Xiaomin is mentally prepared for this. Men are so impatient, and their wife will always be from other families. It feels very fresh after not getting close to each other for a long time. Of course, Guo Jiafan should be happy first.

There have been several times. Chen Xiaomin knew his preferences, habits and interests, and knew which link should be done, what to do to make him feel most comfortable, and moaning. Heavy moaning sounds, how to cooperate with his breathing, etc., making the leader happy in his body the most important. As for her own feelings, Guo Jiafan did not do better than her husband, but it was not bad. He did not feel any stimulation of her. In fact, she was a desire. She was not strong and had no such type as her husband.

Suddenly his muscles became tense and he accelerated the frequency of movement. She knew that he had begun to open his body and moaned. He kept moaning, and his fingers hugged his waist and pinched his nails into his skin. He liked to enjoy the feeling of being gently abused in the last stage, which would make him even more excited.

Finally, he groaned and trembled for a few times, then slid to the side, lit a cigarette in the dark.

"This time I'm here for his business?" I only remembered her purpose after being happy. Men always put physical needs first.

“He said you were going to deal with him.”

"No, it's okay, everything is back to normal."

"You are lying to others, this is not the case..." Chen Xiaomin then reviewed the book that the couple said last night.

Guo Jiafan suddenly lost his voice and could not see his expression in the darkness.

"You are not such a person, right? If you really make trouble to the level he said, it will definitely be bad for everyone. What do you think? I thought about it for a long time last night. Now you don't believe in him, and he doesn't believe in you. You will definitely not be able to make do with it next. So just arrange to be the deputy director of the county bureau. We are all comfortable with each other. How about it?"

Chen Xiaomin thought that he had thought about it all night and had the best of both worlds, but he didn't know that in Guo Jiafan's opinion, it was a blackmail!

Okay, this couple took the big theater killer incident and the other threatened me with a man and a woman. They didn’t give up and wanted to be promoted directly to the bureau!

"Is it your own idea or a joint decision after discussing with him?" Guo Jiafan asked slowly.

"He didn't know, he didn't know at all," she added. "He didn't know I'd come here tonight, I mean to rush back to take care of the children in the evening."

"Um……"

In the darkness, Guo Jiafan remained silent for several minutes and said, "If you go to the county-level agency, which bureau will you go to?"

It seems to have acquiescent.

Chen Xiaomin was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Of course, the Finance Bureau, education, health, taxation, land, and construction are also fine. It will be easier for the deputy director to join the team. I have written enough materials over the years, and most of the hair on my head has fallen off... If other secondary departments are in charge of work, you can help you come up with ideas and think of ways. We will never forget your great kindness..."

She kept talking, Guo Jiafan got up in his clothes and turned on the luminous light, and asked while boiling the water: "What are you drinking, black tea, white tea, Pu'er?"

"Whatever, black tea..."

She was not thinking about drinking tea at all, and then discussed the pros and cons of various bureaus and secondary departments. Guo Jiafan responded with the words "yes, yes, yes, yes," constantly rummaging through the drawers for tea, and couldn't see the movements in his hands in the shadows.

"Which unit do you think you are most confident about letting him go to?" she asked in anticipation and warmth.

Guo Jiafan suddenly stopped hearing this, held an empty cup with one hand and looked at her calmly. He slowly moved from her face to her half-covered chest, abdomen and lower body, and turned back and forth twice in a row, saying:

"The Tax Bureau... He has never been in contact with taxation, which may be difficult for him to work..."

"It's okay to learn while doing it!" Chen Xiaomin said hurriedly.

The water is boiling.

Guo Jiafan said while making tea: "Tax work is not as easy as you think. In addition to knowing the tax laws, rules and regulations, and policies issued by local governments, it is crucial to grasp the right to interpret and sense of proportion in actual work. It can be said that if you are not merciless, you will violate the rules and slip out of boundaries. I think it is better to go to the Education Bureau. Give me the black tea you want and taste the taste."

After taking the teacup and taking a sip, Chen Xiaomin said bluntly: "The Education Bureau is not as good as the Tax Bureau, right?"

"You don't understand," Guo Jiafan held a teacup and carried a luminous light. "The Taxation Bureau is an open fat, and the Education Bureau is a dark fat. As long as the doors inside are more oily than the Taxation Bureau, and the Education Bureau collects money basically does not violate the national laws and regulations. The Taxation Bureau often gives you an exaggeration... How does the black tea taste?"

She took another sip: "Hey, I can't taste good or bad at all. It's the same as any tea in my mouth..." As she said that, her hands suddenly loosened, her eyes just showed a hint of fear and closed her eyes. Her face was covered with a faint blackness and her head tilted to the right, and her breathing stopped.

Guo Jiafan had already prepared to step forward to catch the teacup, tapped her breath with his fingers, then touched her pulse, cursed gently in his mouth and put the teacup aside, stood quietly by the bed to adjust his breath, and then looked at the time and pulled out an old-style long wooden barrel for bathing from under the bed.

He struggled to move the body into a long wooden barrel, then put on gloves and two thick masks, and then took out a small glass bottle from the bottom drawer. He carefully and slowly pried open the wax seal, unscrewed the bottle plug, and evenly sprinkled from the head to the feet above the body.

Two or three seconds later, the corpse's skin and bones suddenly sounded "sizzling" and a stream of white smoke came out. Then the corrosion area continued to expand, and the room was filled with an unpleasant smell.

Guo Jiafan frowned and stepped back to the back window step by step, and only dared to open the window half a breathable one. After waiting for four or five minutes, the long wooden barrel gradually calmed down. When he went to see, there was only a large pool of yellow water and a small bunch of black things left in the barrel.

Imported corpse-transformed fruit is indeed amazing!

Carefully put the insoluble black stuff together with Chen Xiaomin's cup of water in a special pocket and first hide it in the basement downstairs; then moved the long wooden barrel to the sanitary barrel and washed it for a long time.

Only then did all the doors and windows be opened for ventilation, but no matter how you blow the bad smell is still there.

At this moment, Guo Jiafan didn't care about it anymore. He looked at his watch and dialed Chen Wucheng's phone again and asked:

"Wu Cheng hasn't rest yet?"

"No, I'm reading a book," Chen Wucheng said, "What instructions does Guo*** have?"

"Well, come to my side... I've arrived at the shops in the west of the city."

After saying that, Guo Jiafan hung up the phone.

As the secretary, Chen Wucheng naturally knew that the master had this secret place. He called him there so late and didn't want to know that there was something important to talk about, and Chen Wucheng would not have any suspicion.

Also, Chen Wucheng didn't know that Chen Xiaomin came to meet his boss tonight, otherwise he would have considered it again and again.

Guo Jiafan just wanted to take the risk and completely cut off the clues related to Shi Chunlai without doing anything!

Although Shi Chunlai has been silenced and Shen Wucheng reported himself without conclusive evidence, which has no tenable position in court, but Guo Jiafan's argument about the influence of the rule:

The secretary brought from Fenggang Town to report it, and maybe he would even reveal his affair with Chen Xiaomin. That would be like a disgrace. What's the difference between death?

He ignored Lu Guanzuo's advice. Now he has seen through it. Lu Guanzuo is just a small plan and ignores the lives and death of others.

Fortunately, in order to prevent all parties from coming to give gifts, Guo Jiafan specially asked that all the security monitoring around the building be demolished. That is to say, no one knew that he, Chen Wucheng and Chen Xiaomin had come here.

If the couple disappears at the same time, they may be fleeing for fear of guilt, it has nothing to do with them anyway.

Thinking of this, Guo Jiafan looked at the cup containing toxic tea and let out a cruel low laugh. The strong murderous intent has made the deputy secretary of the Standing Committee lose his normal heart and become a terrible and ruthless killer.

Someone knocked on the door.

Guo Jiafan raised his wrist to look at his watch three times, thinking that Chen Wucheng was so fast, it would take fifteen minutes to ride an electric bike over. Was he eager to see his boss and called for a taxi?

While thinking about it, he opened the door. As soon as he opened the line, a black shadow rushed in and knocked Guo Jiafan to the ground with a punch!

"you--"

Only the luminous light was turned on in the room, Guo Jiafan couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, but judging from the black shadow covering his face and punching force, he was obviously not Shen Wucheng. He was immediately alert and was about to scream with a loud voice.

The sword flashed, and the black shadow drew his sword and cut Guo Jiafan's throat accurately!

Before Guo Jiafan could make a sound, he died. The black shadow immediately dragged the body to the bed, stabbed it a few more times, then quickly searched around the house, accidentally "ah" and then closed the door and waited quietly.

A few minutes later, Chen Wucheng rode an electric bike downstairs.

After receiving a call from Guo Jiafan, Chen Wucheng felt relieved and had a premonition that his boss would tell him that he would make a secret intention of reconciliation—

Otherwise, why do you call the most secret residence? Just as you can just assign work matters in the office.

Therefore, Chen Wucheng was a little excited on the way, and even thought about which bureau or department to choose if Guo Jiafan asked about where to go.

When I went upstairs, Chen Wucheng sniffed it around sensitively, as if there was a bad smell in the air, but he didn't think about it and took two steps to the second floor and knocked on the door.

The door opened, and Chen Wucheng yelled respectfully while stroking in, "Guo***..."

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After saying three words, I felt my neck tightly wrapped around me, and then my heart stinged violently, and I lost consciousness forever...
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