The Way of the Demon Cult Leader Chasing His Wife

Lu Guoguo, a 22-year-old ordinary graduate, as a citizen of Nancheng, received a jury summons from the court a few days ago.

Although he was too lazy to go out, being a juror is an irresistible civic duty, so Lu Guoguo had to postpone his trip and came to the court on the notified date.

The weather was unexpectedly hot today, the sun was baking the ground, Lu Guoguo frowned, and raised his hand to block some sunlight.

She walked quickly to the shadow and took out her mobile phone to confirm the information.Just took a look, but was patted on the shoulder.

Lu Guoguo turned his head in a daze, and saw a woman in black standing behind him, smiling at him.That woman was so beautiful that she was not like the people in the world, and she was a little bit warmer than the scorching sun.

Everyone loves to watch beauties, but Lu Guoguo hasn't seen enough of them, and suddenly feels a sharp pain in his neck, his eyes darken and he passes out.

Zhang Kuang dragged the unconscious Lu Guoguo into the cleaning room, and conveniently set up a barrier so that outsiders could not see what was going on inside, and Lu Guoguo would not be able to wake up until she came back.

Lingniao took out the subpoena mail from the handbag, while Zhang Kuang squatted down and looked at the other party.

She snapped her fingers, and the black robe on her body disappeared instantly, turning into a floral dress exactly like Lu Guoguo.

Zhang Kuang stood up straight, the skirt Lu Guoguo was wearing was a knee-length skirt, but on Zhang Kuang's body it reached the base of the thighs, revealing a pair of well-proportioned and straight long legs.

The leader frowned and looked at the pink floral skirt, and fell silent: "..."

For my wife, I will bear it! !

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Zhang Kuang was the last one to find a place. She slipped in quietly through the door and found an inconspicuous corner to sit.

When she looked up, she could see her wife in a neat formal attire, standing on the right side of the court and looking here.

The eyes of the two met, Zhang Kuang lay silently on the wooden railing, and blinked at Xia Zhitao.

Xia Zhitao: "..."

How did this kid get in here?And what's with this pink and tender floral skirt?

Long loose hair hanging down in strands on her bare shoulders, lying arrogantly on the wooden railing, smiling sweetly at her.

It may be that the surprise in Xia Zhitao's eyes was too obvious, which instead caught Lin Shen's attention.He sorted out the documents in his hand with meaningful eyes.

Xia Zhitao quickly suppressed his expression, pursed his lips without saying a word, and waited for the judge's instructions.

The judge was a thin old man with gray temples. He held his gold-rimmed glasses, cleared his throat, and slowly introduced the case, the plaintiff, the defendant, and their lawyers to the candidates.

The process of preparing for the interrogation was long and boring, Zhang Kuang yawned and kept looking at his wife secretly.

Finally it was Xia Zhitao's turn, she took a slight breath, and began to ask carefully:

"...Ms. Wang, as a juror, do you think you can let go of your previous prejudices and make a fair and objective judgment based on the facts?"

Grandma Wang raised her head tremblingly, she couldn't even hear the words clearly because of the missing teeth: "What? What did you ask, little girl, I can't hear clearly."

Xia Zhitao had no choice but to patiently repeat the sentence just now, and then Grandma Wang nodded with a smile and said, "Oh, I can do it."

At the same time, Xia Zhitao has been paying attention to the subtle changes in the expressions of the other judges, and she secretly recorded the analysis in her heart, thinking: "Remove No. 20 and No. [-], keep No. [-], No. [-] needs to be observed more. "

Thinking in this way, Xia Zhitao walked one step forward, just in time to meet the leader who was looking forward to him.Zhang Kuang was lazily leaning on the chair just now, but as soon as Xia Zhitao walked over, he immediately sat upright.

Xia Zhitao: "Miss Lu, may I ask—"

Zhang Kuang: "I can."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Zhang Kuang: "I really can."

This is not a rush to answer questions, why are you answering so quickly?Xia Zhitao rubbed his forehead and said, "Okay."

On the other side, Lin Shen was discussing something quietly with the representatives of the Sun family.Lin Shen closely watched the situation there, and said to the representative: "We will try our best to keep No. [-] and get rid of No. [-]. He has a faint hostility towards the upper class."

The representative pointed to Zhang Kuang and said, "What about 21?"

"Keep it." Lin Shen lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "This person likes to post blogs to share his life, and it can be seen that he admires the upper class life."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and gently rubbed his index finger and thumb together, which meant that the person immediately understood—it could be bought with money.

After a long time, the long preparatory interrogation finally came to an end. After walking out of the court, Xia Zhitao deliberately dawdled for a while, and then got his wish and waited for the man.

A girl in a pink dress smiled and walked over, like a child who stole candy, her eyes overflowed with bright stars: "Sister, you are so beautiful."

"Tch," Xia Zhitao smiled and pushed her away, "You actually got in here."

Zhang Kuang spread his hands triumphantly, and said: "For this leader, it is not easy."

Xia Zhitao looked at her, and teased, "Come on, call me again?"

Zhang Kuang: "Huh?"

Xia Zhitao teased her: "Sister?"

Zhang Kuang: "...don't call."

As she spoke, she wrapped her arms around Xia Zhitao's neck, and directly took her into her arms.What falls on the ears has a bit of hoarseness. Sensation:

"Why don't you call me Ma'am?"

The heart froze for a second.The voice was low and soft, wrapping around her softly, wrapping her around her, holding her tightly and never wanting to let go.

"Yo, making progress?" Xia Zhitao pushed Zhang Kuang, his ears flushed, "What about Lu Guoguo, what did you do to him?"

Zhang Kuang was puzzled for two or three seconds, then suddenly patted his head: "Oops, I forgot about her!"

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Zhang Kuang dragged Qin Zhi over and falsified all of Lu Guoguo's memories about the summons and the court.And Zhang Kuang snatched her subpoena, and was elected to the jury instead of her "justifiably".

Twelve jurors were formally finalized, and their opinions would directly lead to the verdict of the case.

The court date has been set, and lawyers from both sides are making final preparations.

The pressure on her shoulders was too great, and she hadn't slept well these days, and she was a little listless.Xia Zhitao rubbed his eyes, and almost dragged his exhausted body back to the door of the apartment.

There was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the apartment, Xia Zhitao frowned, wondering what Xia Zhisong was doing to make such a big noise.

The door wasn't locked, and it opened with a slight push.

what happened?

The lights were not turned on in the room, and it was pitch black and it was impossible to see anything clearly.The pounding sound suddenly disappeared, Xia Zhitao closed the door suspiciously, and called out tentatively, "Zhisong?"

No one answered.

She turned on the light, and after a "click", the living room was bright.And Xia Zhitao looked at the mess and the turned over cabinets, covered his mouth——

Someone broke in!And what are you looking for!

She hurriedly turned around and wanted to leave, but a black figure rushed up behind her.

When Xia Zhitao heard the noise, he rolled over and hid.The door was blocked, so she had to run stumblingly towards the window, but she still couldn't run past the masked man.

"Well!!"

The neck was severely strangled, the whole head was pushed, and it slammed into the window.

She struggled painfully with her strong and powerful hands choking her throat, but those five fingers still choked her tightly, and she couldn't move half a cent even with all her strength.

"Cough, cough, cough... let go..."

The oxygen in the lungs slipped away bit by bit, and the chest cavity seemed to be pressed heavily by a boulder.Xia Zhitao couldn't breathe, he couldn't think at all, he just kept struggling with his survival instinct.

In a trance, something seemed to be swept away by the arm, and there was a soft "pop" in the ear.

Xia Zhitao struggled so much that the masked man panicked, pinched her and slammed her hard into the ground.

"Boom-"

There was a dull pain in the back of his head, and Xia Zhitao fell to the ground, his voice weak as a fragile line.There was a white mist in front of her eyes, in a trance, with chaotic light and shadow.

...I have never felt the passing of life so clearly, like quicksand at my fingertips, and I can't grasp it no matter what.

Powerlessness, despair, and the dreamlike feeling of lack of oxygen enveloped her.The body gradually became soft, and the consciousness became sleepy.

The hand that strangled the neck loosened.

Air suddenly poured into his lungs, Xia Zhitao narrowly escaped death.She coughed intermittently, physiological tears overflowed her eyes, and she saw a dazzling red in a haze.

The red color was like a sharp blade, fierce and violent, it pierced through the masked man's chest in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a large swath of bright red petals swarmed up, devouring the masked man's body violently, and after a terrifying hiss, it turned into a puff of dirty dust and rolled down to the ground.

There was a warm feeling from the shoulder, and something seemed to pour into the body, peeling off the pain from the wound.

Xia Zhitao slowed down for a while, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Zhang Kuang kneeling in front of her.

She put her hands on her shoulders, and there was a slight cry buried in her voice, full of apologies: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"Sorry, I am late......"

Zhang Kuang lowered his head, not daring to look at Xia Zhitao, but his body was trembling uncontrollably because of fear.

"It's okay." Xia Zhitao leaned forward and took her into his arms, "Thank you."

Zhang Kuang wanted to say something, but a surge of blood suddenly surged in her throat, forcing her to cough.

"Cough." After coughing halfway, Zhang Kuang clenched his teeth, and swallowed the voice and the other half of the surging blood forcefully.

But this subtle coughing sound made Xia Zhitao feel that something was wrong, she pushed Zhang Kuang away, and saw that his face was pale, and there seemed to be a trace of red marks on his lips.

"what happened?"

Xia Zhitao was taken aback for a moment, but Zhang Kuang pretended to be relaxed, and forced a smile: "It's nothing."

Xia Zhitao stretched out his hand, but was avoided by Zhang Kuang without leaving a trace: "Tao Tao, hurry up and take a rest, it's my fault, it's too late—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Zhang Kuang suddenly felt dizzy and felt a sense of loss of strength. She fell down uncontrollably and fell into Xia Zhitao's arms.

Xia Zhitao knelt on the ground and hugged Zhang Kuang, seeing her in pain, but didn't know what was wrong.

She looked up to find her dropped cell phone, but suddenly looked at the vase that had been placed on the window sill, and she didn't know when it fell to the ground.

The porcelain bottle was broken into small pieces, and the clear water gushed out and spread on the ground.

And the hibiscus flower branch had several petals ripped off at some point, and fell in fragments not far away.

And the petals curled up and gradually turned gray.