Junko's mental journey is exactly the same as Mie Oshima's.

It was a surprise at first, but it couldn't stand it at all later.

In fact, to be honest, for any woman, for more than forty minutes is not a problem at all, if she was completely in a position to suffer.

The problem is that Junko is too confident and thinks that she has seen any kind of man she has seen. Do she still care about Fan Jianming, a young and tender person?

Although she knew that Fan Jianming and Mie Oshima had been together for a long time, she thought it was just a drizzle marathon, just a grinding craft.

So as soon as he got up, Junko devoted herself to it, and first made a horse, hoping to encourage Fan Jianming to change from a marathon to a sprint.

Who knew Fan Jianming's ability? Even at the distance of a marathon, he could use the speed of a sprint. Junko finally deeply realized Mie Oshima's true feelings for Fan Jianming.

It was useless for her to compromise again. After Fan Jianming entered the fast lane, he accelerated one after another.

Junko felt that she couldn't afford to eat, but she was unwilling to give up, so she could only bear it.

So throughout the whole process, she kept trembling all over, especially the supporting leg, which could no longer stand up.

Just then, the soft doorbell rang.

Obviously, Eric has arrived.

Junzi glanced at Fan Jianming, the best opportunity to compromise at this time.

However, she said before that even if Eric saw this scene, it doesn't matter. At this time, it's hard to use Eric's appearance as an excuse to let Fan Jianming stop.

But Fan Jianming stopped, not because of anything else, but because he wanted to talk to Eric. He couldn't do this while talking, right?

After Fan Jianming let Chunzi go, Chunzi was ashamed of an amnesty.

When Fan Jianming was about to lift his pants, Junko, who was almost slumped on the ground, cleaned him with the guy who was eating.

Finally, he used his transparent evening dress to wipe the place for Fan Jianming, then got up from the ground and staggered towards the bathroom inside.

The leg she had been holding on Fan Jianming's shoulder was sore and swollen, and the other leg that had been supporting was already a little numb.

The whole person was extremely comfortable and extremely tired, so he almost fell to the ground after taking a step.

As soon as the girl at the door opened the door, Eric walked in and found that there was no one in the room outside. He pinched the girl's chest and came another Haidilao.

At this moment, the door inside opened. The moment he saw Fan Jianming appear, Eric was completely confused. He didn't expect Manager Fan to be here.

Fan Jianming smiled and said, "Mr. Inspector, I didn't expect us to meet here, did you?"

Eric stood there for a moment and looked inside again.

Because the person who called him was Chunzi, now he only saw Fan Jianming alone and thought something had happened in the village.

While looking at Fan Jianming, he walked towards the room inside.

Fan Jianming turned slightly, and Eric shouted "Zuzi" while scanning the inner room, but saw someone taking a bath in the bathroom.

He immediately walked over and opened the bathroom door and saw Junko was rinsing her body.

After seeing him, he just asked casually: "Come?"

Judging from Junko's appearance, it was obvious that he had just finished the work, but when he turned around and looked at Fan Jianming carefully, he could hardly tell from his face and body that he had just finished the work.

When Eric saw Fan Jianming flipping his cell phone on the table, he asked unexpectedly: "Are you actually one of the black card holders?"

Eric knew that Fan Jianming could come in in various ways, and Junko could also bring him in, just like Eric, but if he didn't have a black card, he wouldn't get that phone.

Because the mobile phones here are bundled with black cards to consume, including Eric or even Junko, they cannot get mobile phones.

If Fan Jianming has a mobile phone, it proves that he has a black card.

Anyone who is familiar with the West Coast Club knows that the holders of the Supreme Black Card are either political leaders or business leaders.

Although there are only fifty cards, except for the black card holders of Group A, the outside world is not clear who these people are.

The West Coast Club Century Palace also recognizes cards but not people, because the cards have deposits and identity chips. As long as you have the ability to come in with a black card, no one has the right to question your identity.

Fan Jianming's card was taken by Kimberly. It is obvious that among the big bosses of Group A, there must be people who always stand on the side of the government and resolutely fight against the dark master.

Fan Jianming doesn’t care who the owner of his black card is, as long as he can use it, it’s OK, but Eric is different. He never thought that Fan Jianming still has such an identity, or a close friend of this identity?

You should know that this black card not only means ten million US dollars, but also a symbol of identity and power in Group A, and no one will lend it to you casually.

Fan Jianming asked back: "Why, how did I own this black card, which is also under the investigation of the Inspector?"

Eric smiled awkwardly: "I'm just curious. At this time, I have no right to interfere with the inner wall of the West Coast Club."

"Okay," Fan Jianming said: "Then let's explore another thing, is there any news about Leah?"

Eric actually looked at Fan Jianming with a look of surprise and asked back, "Why, you didn't get any news about her from Daniel? Since that's the case, why did you shoot Daniel?"

When Fan Jianming heard this, ten thousand grass mud horses flashed through his heart and sweared in anger: "gras mud horses, do you really treat me as a fool?"

Fan Jianming thought to himself: I will follow you back after the frame-up. I want to know the news about Leah now.

You are so good. You are still eating turtle meat and pretending to be a turtle silly. At this time, you are lying to the face and saying nonsense that I killed Daniel?

It's tolerant, but who can't let you taste the power? You don't know that Prince Ma has three eyes.

After saying that, Fan Jianming soared into the air, kicked out a leg in the air, and kicked Eric's thick neck directly.

Fan Jianming originally thought that this kick would definitely kick Eric down, but he didn't expect that Eric was tall, fat and strong.

When Fan Jianming's toe was about to hit him in the neck, he quickly raised his arm and whistled the side. The force was beyond Fan Jianming's expectations.

His legs were like Eric blocking him, and his upper body shook towards Eric. Eric's straight punch ran straight towards him.

It is no exaggeration to say that Eric's fist was big and thick, and he was like a hammer.

I'm going, it turns out that the trap is waiting for me here?

Fan Jianming immediately stretched out his hand and blocked his straight fist. He turned his body in the air, and clenched his fist with the other hand and hit Eric's temple. As soon as his legs were touched, they immediately bounced up one after another.

Eric retreated back and just avoided Fan Jianming's fist. Fan Jianming was straddled in the air, attacking him with his legs one after another.

Unexpectedly, he swung his fists in combination, and "slap" several times, blocking Fan Jianming's scissors' flying legs. At the same time, he flew up a leg and swept towards Fan Jianming's head.
Chapter completed!