Norman really wants to help Julie, but he and Julie are good at different fields, and even if he wants to help, he can't do anything.

Although Norman has not accepted Julie's pursuit for the time being, he actually has some good feelings for Julie.

Seeing Julie in such pain and dying, Norman couldn't help but sweat heavily. At this moment, Patrick walked in and stepped forward in surprise when he saw this: "Hi buddy! What's wrong with Julie?"

This is Norman's private room, and Norman and Julie are having a one-on-one conversation, but Patrick just walked in directly. If it were Norman before, at least he should have asked Patrick why he didn't knock on the door, but Norman seemed to have become accustomed to it. He hugged Julie, who was bleeding from all the orifices, and replied in vain: "Julie seems to have been backfired by hypnosis! What should I do? What should I do?"

"Don't worry, buddy, I have a way!" A trace of cunning flashed in Patrick's eyes, and he took out a pack of Death cigarettes.

Seeing the Death Cigarette, Norman's eyes lit up, but Patrick lit a piece and stuffed it into Julie's mouth.

"Patrick, this..." Norman wanted to stop it. Although he was already addicted to it, he knew that this was not a good thing. He didn't want Julie, who also came out of the slum, to be like him...

"I have the only way!" Patrick pressed Norman's shoulder and said to Julie, who was suffering from a splitting headache:

"At one breath! It will be much better if you take a breath!"

Julie's head was so painful that it almost exploded. The scent of the Grim Reaper cigarette inhaled from her mouth and nose was indeed relieved. Julie couldn't help biting the cigarette butt and sucking it. The more she sucked, the more she felt relieved and even more comfortable. Before she knew it, Julie had finished smoking the entire Grim Reaper cigarette.

Then Julie floated away. In fact, the pain of backlash was still there, but Julie had already entered the psychedelic.

Seeing Julie's satisfied look, she took two mouthfuls of second-hand cigarettes and was shaking her fingers, Norman, who was addicted to smoking, whispered to Patrick, and begged with a smile: "Brother, give me one too..."

"But," Patrick deliberately looked at the only few death cigarettes left: "There are not many..."

"Just one, please brother!" Norman couldn't help but yawn and burst into tears. If he was from a slum, he would never ask for a nobleman from a wealthy family, but now he rubbed his eyes and was shameless and begged Patrick: "Half, even half of it is OK!"

"Okay, okay, who made us brothers?" Patrick sucked his appetite before taking out a death cigarette for him.

Norman immediately took his hands as if he had a treasure, and trembled and lit the cigarette and started sucking it beautifully.

However, he had just taken two sips when Norman saw Patrick pounce on Julie with a lewd smile.

"No--" Norman was anxious. He wanted to stop Patrick. Although he did not accept Julie, as a man, he did not want to see the girl who pursued him be attacked by other men, let alone in front of him, and not to mention that the girl who pursued him was still in a state of uncertainty.

"We are brothers, aren't we?" Patrick glared at him, then threw another death cigarette over.

Norman was dizzy after sucking two sips of the Death cigarette. Although he knew that this was wrong, his boundless desire still made him grab the cigarette involuntarily and fall in pain.

Julie, who smoked a Grim Reaper cigarette, had no idea of ​​rejecting Patrick, but instead responded wildly.

"Damn it! I've wanted to fuck you little bitch!" Patrick cursed excitedly, with a ferocious look on his handsome face: "Aren't you very cool? Don't you look down on our noble children? Do it! Do it! Do it!"

The confusion of a man and a woman in front of him attracted Norman. He was so dizzy that he was driven by desire and crawled over.

"Haha! You finally got to know Norman!" Patrick pulled Norman over proudly: "Fly together!"

Norman also pressed on Julie with a twisted face, and he finally became the person he once hated the most...

...

"She looked at me and laughed...I also looked at her and laughed..." Yu Zhen tilted his mouth aggrievedly: "Then I don't know anything... Then I'll be seen by your kids..."

Beilong coughed dryly: "Remember the time?"

Zhu Zhenzhen blinked her big eyes: "I can't remember it either, maybe it was around ten o'clock..."

Beilong turned on the computer on his desk, entered the surveillance system and called out the video at around 10 o'clock.

There were not many people who would have walked around after the lights were turned off. Soon, he found the target from the video.

It was a tall woman with a very Western outline. She came in through the ventilation window of the toilet.

Beilong found her figure in the surveillance video outside the toilet. Although she disappeared just after she appeared, Beilong had the highest surveillance authority and soon found her figure in other surveillance videos.

"It's her! It's her!" Yu Zhenzhen pointed to the screen indignantly: "It's her, a turtle!"

Beilong then dialed the inside and made a phone call: "I am Beilong, and let Yang Dong come to the division headquarters in the second platoon of the 2nd Battalion of the 1st Regiment."

Yang Dong, the name on the ID card of the Golden Dragon Heavenly Venerable Yang Donghai, suddenly clenched his fists excitedly:

Make her mess with her!

...

Fifteen minutes later, five hundred Ming Cult disciples led by the Golden Dragon Heavenly Venerable Yang Donghai surrounded the Hexagonal UFO.

The protective color of the hexagonal UFO is indeed very effective, but it cannot withstand the human flesh search of 500 martial arts and masters.

"Master, this is the flying saucer we found." Yang Donghai respectfully invited Bei Long out. Since Bei Long killed Bai Yun Zhenren with one sword, Yang Donghai has regarded Bei Long as the true emperor.

Beilong narrowed his eyes and looked at the hexagonal flying saucer that was obviously not in the earth-style style. For some reason, he had a very strong premonition in his heart that this hexagonal flying saucer must have something to do with the hunter.

"Master, what should we do now?" Yang Donghai carefully asked the young master for instructions.

Beilong suddenly widened his eyes, and two small flames appeared in his dark pupils. In his eyes, there were gradually slight cracks on the hexagonal flying saucer that looked intact on the surface!

It's here!

The sword light flashed in Bei Long's eyes, and at the same time, Chi Xiao on his waist seemed to resonate with him. He excitedly and excitedly let out a "buzzing" sword roar, and couldn't wait to break free from the shackles and soar into the sky!

Bei Long's body was filled with invisible sword intent, which immediately forced Yang Donghai and the others to retreat gradually.
Chapter completed!