Night. Zhan Zhan Academy. A VIP room in a noisy tavern with lively entertainment.

With green eyes, Golden Shining Jericho pounced on a childlike girl wearing a college uniform. He hungrily pressed the little girl who came to the door on the floor of Freljord yak hide.

On the large sofa, his hands struggled to tear the clothes of the woman underneath him.

The childlike woman who wanted to cling to the big tree of Golden Jericho only made a symbolic or more provocative struggle, with slight moans coming out of her seductive little mouth from time to time.

The woman's desire to resist made Jericho's penis even harder. He gasped louder and his eyes were as red as a bull in heat. He tore at the woman's petite breast that he had pulled out while tearing at her.

He was wearing his own clothes and kept yelling: "Damn little bitch, I'm going to kill you."

The woman sobbed in unison and shouted delicately: "No, please don't, I don't dare to do it anymore..."

Jericho felt physically and mentally happy hearing this, and even the movements of his hands increased by three points, ravaging the woman's breast until it turned blue. The woman let out a cry of pain, but it did not stop Jericho's more rough movements at all.

This game of conquest made all the pores on his body seem to have been combed. He laughed loudly, feeling that he was the king of the world at the moment, and the woman under him transformed into his bitch for anyone who refused to surrender.

The woman's tearful face kept changing before his eyes, from little Annie to Catalina and finally to the damn woman he had longed for day and night but only treated him like a dog... damn woman.

"Damn... LeBlanc, you will be mine one day."

He rushed towards the woman beneath him like crazy.

After a while, the whole room echoed with the man's rough breathing and the woman's greasy moan, and a rotten smell filled the air.

Jericho rushed harder and harder, feeling that his whole soul was about to rise to the boundless sky, and there was still one last step left...

At this moment... he smelled a faint smell of blood, and a sharp coldness of steel spread from his neck to his whole body. There was a slight pain coming from his neck. He must have been bleeding...

Jericho's originally wild body froze instantly, and cold sweat began to flow uncontrollably. It seemed that he had not offended anyone recently. Chen Senran was cooped up in the Zhan Zhan Academy and did not dare to come out. Others did not have the courage to touch him.

Who is it? But if the other party doesn't kill me immediately, then there is still room for maneuver...

Just when Jericho wanted to say a few words to ease the atmosphere, he heard a voice as cold as a blade coming from behind him: "This knife is my favorite."

"Haha..." Jericho forced a smile, but didn't know what to say. The other party's strange and inexplicable appearance and strange and inexplicable words left him confused.

The woman under him just woke up from the boundless sea of ​​desire. When she saw the knife on Jericho's neck, she couldn't help but scream. This scream made her already very nervous.

Jericho became even more impatient. He slapped the screaming woman unconscious. The excessive movement made the pain in his neck even greater. Only then did he realize that he was still being driven by a knife and hurriedly lowered his head.

When he looked, he didn't find any wounds, and the blade was still firmly placed on his neck.

Terrifying knife control skills... This thought flashed through Jericho's mind instantly, and he couldn't help but start searching for those knife masters he knew.

"This knife of mine has killed countless people. Every time I cut someone's neck, the sound of blood spurting out was like the sound of wind. It sounded very nice. Do you want to hear it?" The killer behind him didn't care at all about the farce just now, and seemed to be still there.

He smiled and continued to say murderous words that sounded very elegant.

Jericho's whole body froze again, and the cold sweat that had stopped flowed again, but he then thought about the fact that the other party was still refusing to take action and kept threatening him. He must be asking for something from him, but he was now a piece of meat on the chopping board, so

I can only ask in a low voice: "What do you want?"

"Katerina." The killer behind finally revealed his purpose.

Catalina... Knife... Jericho finally remembered a name that only existed in military rumors - Tyrone, the number one retainer of the Du Cacault family, the right-hand man of General Du Cacault, and his debut

In just two years, he assassinated hundreds of upper-level personnel from hostile forces such as Demacia, Bandle City, and the Freljord Barbarian Tribe, and made great achievements, but then disappeared in an instant with the disappearance of General Du Cecao.

A fallen meteor-like peerless genius, the people who feared him at the time gave him the nickname Shadow of the Blade, because no one had seen his face. When he killed, there was only a knife as fast as a shadow and a sound like wind in the air.

The sound of blood spurting. Many people said he was dead, but they didn't expect...

"Are you Talon, the Shadow of the Blade?" Jericho thought of this legendary genius and subconsciously wanted to see his face, but the blade between his neck pressed against his throat.

"My patience is limited, and you don't have much time." The killer behind it seemed to acquiesce.

"Miss Catalina, she disappeared again while carrying out the mission to assassinate Chen Senran. I don't know what happened in the middle. And the military department has ordered that there is no need to investigate this matter anymore." After confirming the identity of the other party,

Jericho became extra careful when speaking, and even used the honorific "Miss" after Catalina's name.

"Military..." Jericho couldn't see the expression of the killer behind him, but the obviously strengthened blade showed the owner's anger.

When he felt that the blade was pressing harder and harder against his throat, almost cutting his skin, Jericho's heart moved and he immediately shouted: "Chen Senran, yes, Chen Senran is still alive, he must know

."

The killer behind him was silent for a while, relaxed the pressure of the blade, and finally slowly withdrew his murderous intent.

"I hope he knows, otherwise you will pay with your life for asking me to kill for you."

This sentence made Jericho, who was originally proud of his quick wit, freeze in mid-air when he was about to touch his neck.

"Also, although the military is a bunch of bastards, compared to trash like you, I really feel sad that the military has a rising star like you. Noxus is falling." Slowly disappeared into the darkness.

The killer inside said at last.

A long time later, until Jericho was sure that the other party had really left, he stiffly began to touch his neck. Halfway through, he was shocked to realize that a certain part of his blood-congested part was still inside the body of the woman beneath him.

Shi actually lost consciousness.

The cold sweat continued to flow, and Jericho felt that he would become seriously ill.

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First update.

I don’t know why I haven’t been in a good state in the past two days. I feel like I’m sleepwalking when I write.

Maybe it’s because I’m in a bad mood and lack motivation because I keep dropping my favorites.

In fact, I have always wanted to say something, but I have been holding back, and now I really can't help it. If you think my book is extremely bad, you can scold me, but you can give me a chance and don't take it off the shelf directly.

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The author who rushes to the street also needs a weak sense of existence. Although it seems extremely cheap to say this.
Chapter completed!