Chapter 256 The beauty of murder, Thirteen Niang's body

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"ah!"

Wang Ce was about to fly up and sent out a ***. He used to think that his body was too young and had not developed enough. Today he realized that his body was already very mature and well developed.

Thirteen Niang's two white and greasy balls pressed in front of Wang Ce, round and flat, and the soft and wonderful taste made people feel as comfortable as flying in the clouds.

A pair of slender and white hands, with scarlet nails, hooked Wang Ce's neck with a greasy beauty that could not be dissolved. Thirteen Niang's plump buttocks rubbed slowly and temptingly on Wang Ce's abdomen.

"Ah!" Thirteenth Lady noticed the hard object and exclaimed. Two red clouds floated out of her pink and white face, gritting her teeth and revealing a hint of disgust, but her voice was very sweet: "Young master, you are so bad!"

The scarlet nails were about to press on the vital points of the neck without realizing it!

Wang Ce's heart was almost confused, but at this moment he suddenly shuddered, and the confused color disappeared, leaving only the awakening and rationality that had just emerged, and was creepy, holding the slender hands with his back hand!

Wang Ce smiled: "Young Master, I'm not bad at all, but you are bad." What do I hate the most about beauty tricks that can't be eaten?

No, this kid can actually wake up. Thirteen Niang was upset and was thrown out by Wang Ce as if he was flying into the air. However, Thirteen Niang did not react at all. She grabbed Wang Ce and threw it into the air together, shouting: "Silk-wrapped hands!"

It seemed to stick to Wang Ce's body, and it could not be shaken off. It instantly hit several vital points in succession. Wang Ce was in pain. If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing an inner armor forever, he would probably have been seriously injured. He shook his body sternly and leaned over like a mountain!

Backing the Fist!

It is difficult for people to exert force in the air. Even so, this backing fist still hit Thirteen Niang with an extremely fierce attack, and the protective energy crackled. In a blink of an eye, Thirteen Niang's heart was cold before she could be happy!

The bright dripping sword suddenly appeared out of thin air! It instantly twisted into a drill bit, and slid through the qi that had just been hit by the backer's fist. It was almost wiped through her throat, and it ripped the trunk of a peach tree into pieces.

No one likes to fight close-up with the Dripping Sword. Even Thirteen Niang is very good at melee combat and does not want to face the weird and changeable Dripping Sword.

This was a long story. The two of them fought in mid-air for a few minutes and fell into the flowers. The dripping sword and the silk-wrapped hands were intertwined in an instant, and the sound of endless sword energy sweeping.

Sword energy? In other words, this young man who loves to laugh is at the ninth level of Zhenwu. Thirteen Niang's heart is sinking towards the bottomless abyss. This is not a martial arts genius, so what is it?

In a blink of an eye, Shisanniang and Wang Ce twisted and rolled around the flowers and plants in the courtyard like donkeys. The sword energy released by the dripping sword kept shoveling the flowers and plants and shoveling the soil.

No matter how fierce the dripping sword is, Wang Ce is no longer weird and strange. He is so entangled with the silk hand, and jumps around his own body like a snake. This dripping sword is not easy to attack, and one of them may hurt his own house.

Thirteen Niang and Wang Ce had extremely consistent ideas at this time, that was, they had to try to separate. With a thought, Thirteen-year-old's seemingly slender little hand gently slapped Wang Ce with a gentle palm, and it was a faint sound of wind and thunder!

No way to do it without using the ultimate move! Wang Ce had no choice but to: "I will never die!"

The heart floated out, and the hard hit of the Dougang Realm master hit the heart, and there was a burst of beeping and a crisp sound of beans.

Thirteen Niang's face, which was already pink and white, seemed to swallow Chaotian pepper and turned green: "Heart-like!" This young man who loves to laugh is just a martial arts genius, which is something she can't afford to offend. With the identity of a bachelor of Heart-like, she will have the desire to die.

When you encounter a genius like Wang Ce, you can’t afford to be a martial artist like Thirteen Niang. This is like a 17-year-old kid who becomes an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. You are a gangster boss in a small city. Can you afford to be offended? Can you afford to be hurt? ***. It’s a matter of minutes.

Just as she was stunned, the dripping sword wrapped around her neck like a scarf. Wang Ce pulled it coldly. Thirteen Niang exclaimed, and her face couldn't help but fall down. The place where she fell happened to be the key to a man!

It would be fine if Thirteen Niang didn't exclaim, but this exclamation really hit the bull's eye.

At this moment, Wang Ce was so embarrassed that he was so happy. He had never been a gangster, but he had become a gangster. He shook his wrist and took back the dripping sword. For the first time in his life, he blushed over such a thing, and he stumbled: "I... didn't mean it."

Thirteen Niang jumped up, her beautiful face was as red as if it was bleeding. She opened her mouth and vomited!

After having fun, Wang Ce felt the pain. He was in a bad mood. How could he not feel pain? He was so painful that he jumped up and shouted without any cover, "No wonder he said you are the nemesis of a man!"

Thirteen Niang was stunned, her face was as cold as frost. She turned around suddenly, full of alienation. After a while, she slowly turned around, gently untied her shirt and exposed her white body, and said coldly: "Don't you want my body? Come on."

Strangely, Wang Ce had no desire at all. He walked forward with a sigh, took off his coat and wrapped it around her.

Thirteen Niang looked at his movements in surprise and suddenly sneered: "Boy, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? Do you think that if you do this, I will think you are a good person? I don't know how many stinky men I've seen, and you are no exception."

Wang Ce looked directly at her and the iceberg in her eyes, thinking that this was a woman with a story, and smiled faintly: "It's a little cold today, be careful of the typhoid fever! You are my maid, so you can't let me serve you when you are sick."

Wang Ce went into the house without looking back, lying down. I wonder if it was a hallucination, but I always heard a faint sob!

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The Ruyi Gang members and Xiaoyang Gang members quickly accepted the reality.

The warriors in the Borderlands are either wanted criminals or fugitives. In order to survive, they have to learn to be realistic. Changing the gang may not be a big deal.

The three surnames of slaves are naturally despised. However, there is no question about being a slave or a slave in the Sin City. If you give him benefits and a chance to survive, he will serve you. Don’t expect to die for you. It’s that simple.

Although he has changed his new boss, he seems to be quite rich and has a big background. Fifty broken crossbows are not something that can be taken out with money. The power is not as good as if you have less money.

The Xiaoyang Gang has only been established for a few years, and there is no cohesion, so it can easily change the party. Boss Xie is the deputy leader, and nothing has changed. The Ruyi Gang members can't find a reason to object.

The biggest change seems to be the territory, and the name of the gang, which was renamed "Ruyitang". Wang Ce knew that there was a business called Ruyitang, but it was not a trademark right in this year.

It’s not a fault for changing his name. This kind of gangster always makes him uneasy and feels like he’s being beaten anytime and anywhere. Modern mafia knows how to make a makeover and play bleaching.

The birth of Ruyitang is also a considerable force. It fell into the eyes of one sect, two families and three gangs. At first, I was paying close attention, but I felt relieved when I saw that Ruyitang had no movement.

After more than ten days, Wang Ce basically ignored the people around him and comforted the people in Ruyi Hall. Naturally, there was Boss Xie. As for Qian Ke, the man would squat in the prison for a while before he could use it later.

Of course, Wang Ce didn't want to be the leader of Causeway Bay, there was no pheasant, and there was nothing in the Banana Peel Datian Er. It seemed like it was a boring person. Besides, the gangsters were only focused on bleaching, so he had no reason to reverse history and the whole bleaching was bleaching.

Wang Ce has tried the taste of power. He has also tried the taste of power. The so-called real man should not have power for a day, but it is a bit better, but if it is changed to a career, it would be much better.

"Master, this is the current roster and account book of Ruyitang." It took Dai Lin and Du Zhongzhi a long time to sort it out.

When Dai Lin and Du Zhongzhi retreated, the passionate and unrestrained Thirteen Niang poured a cup of special herbal tea for Wang Ce. He stared at the attentive Wang Ce and said, "Who are you, the court, the sect, and the aristocratic family?"

"You guess." Wang Ce teased, took a sip of herbal tea, shivered comfortably, thinking that there was a beautiful young woman serving herbal tea and drinking herbal tea. I wonder how happy this day was.

"It's definitely not a sect." Thirteen Niang is a sect, and her sect's style of doing things has always been domineering. Most of them speak for themselves based on their absolutely powerful strength. If you want to step on others, you will push them over directly, and you won't be happy to give you a chance to speak.

If you have to use a metaphor, the sect is a bit like the Zhou Dynasty. After I finished speaking a sentence, I would not ask who agrees with or who object.

"Guess." Wang Ce didn't know if it was possible, so he glanced secretly and his eyes drilled into Thiran Niang's chest. Since he knew that his body had developed, the fire in his heart could not be stopped like a rabbit, and it was rising out quickly.

Thiran Niang's pretty face turned slightly red, but she quietly pushed her chest forward a little, making her stronger: "It's not like aristocratic family. What country do you belong to? The accent doesn't look like that of Beizhou."

Don't play with me, okay! Wang Ce's eyes trembled for a moment and pondered: "Do you know the situation in Beiliu?"

Humph. It was just a green-headed boy. Thirteen Niang felt a little happy: "I know, I heard it's very messy, and it's a bunch of people."

"It's quite chaotic." Wang Ce murmured to himself, even more chaotic than many people think.

The Beiliu royal family seems to be not very welcome to the little loli. Emperor Beiliu arranged the little loli for a trip a year ago. Is it intentional? Or... it intentional?

Emperor Tang arranged for people like Boss Xie in Beizhou early, intentionally concealing people's eyes and cultivating the air strike camp. But if you look closely, you can also taste something different. Perhaps Emperor Tang had already tried to get involved in Beizhou.

The Dalu seems to have some connection with the Northern Tang Dynasty. The key is that the Miaoyu case eighteen years ago.

Whether it is for the Miaoyu case, for the three styles of the Martial God Scroll and the Sword God, or for the Beizhou Fang, Wang Ce must go to Dalu once anyway.

The so-called serious man is the most handsome.

At this moment, Thirteen Niang suddenly realized that the little man seemed so handsome that she was a little moved.

But I couldn't help but think, is this laughing boy a native of Beiliu?

Wang Ce is not a native of Beiliu, but his foothold in Jiuzhou is related to Beiliu people. No matter whether the little loli can gain a foothold in Beiliu, no matter whether Beiliu can protect the country from being destroyed.
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