"Little handsome guy, where are you going?"

The tall black shadow suddenly enveloped.

The person in front of him was vain and suddenly burped, and a strong smell of alcohol came to his face.

He is an alcoholic.

The drunkard looked at Huo Xue and showed an obsessive and explicit smile on his face. His luck is really good today. I don’t know if it was the visitor of the God of Wealth or what happened, but he just won a lot of money back from those bastards.

Now I want to go to the barber shop to find a few girls, but I met him on the way...

hehe……

Even if the man in front of him was a man, he satisfied his fantasy of the thin young man.

If you want to sleep, someone will give you a pillow. Now, you can even save money on sleeping.

Hohoho...

The drunkard couldn't help but sigh that today's luck was full of luck, and his evil five fingers were about to put on the shoulders of the innocent young man in front of him and enjoy his wonderful moment tonight.

Suddenly, the wrist was pinned by a sudden force -

A chill spread from nowhere.

Suddenly, his wrist was buckled behind him in a strange position, and the little boy in front of him had stood behind him at some point, and her cold voice came from his ears.

"roll."

Female?

The sound was really nice. He heard the alcoholic's already high desire and interest suddenly rose to a new level, and he wanted to get more.

The drunkard is a coward. If it is normal, he will be locked up and avoid it in panic.

But now I have drunk a lot of wine and I meet another woman. The drunkard has become more courageous and speaks tough.

At this moment, he no longer cared about his hands that were captured, and the inflatable desire in his body was constantly clamoring.

"What the hell are you saying!"

Before he finished speaking, his knee was kicked by someone behind him!

The drunkard knelt on the ground in an extremely humiliating position. The alcoholic smell was a little weaker but was attacked by anger.

"Your grandma doesn't sleep at night, isn't you just coming here to meet me by chance?"

"I've been wandering around in the Red Street, so why are you pretending to be?" The drunkard said with anger and aggrievance.

"I have money!"

Baby girls!

Not jealous!

The coldness in Huo Xue's eyes became a little deeper. This man...

court death!

The sharp five fingers climbed up to the drunkard's neck and held it hard. The drunkard's breath was urgently controlled and he could no longer say a word.

Huo Xue's hands were proficient in movements, as if she had done it countless times, and the acupuncture points found were correct, and the joints on the alcoholic neck became more and more obvious.

The other hand covered the back of the neck and quickly twisted it in the opposite direction--

The alcoholic breathing immediately became bumpy, and the breath could only enter intermittently. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he could not spit out a word...

But Huo Xue's eyes still showed visible disappointment.

This strength.

Not meeting her expectations.

Although it is difficult to break the throat, it can be easily completed by finding the weakest part of the bones that are separated by the distance.

The premise is that the murderer has tried this method countless times.

And this time, it was obviously unsuccessful.

The reason is insufficient strength.

Huo Xue stared at his hands, his hands that had never even killed a chicken, were soft and strong.

Huo Xue's fingers were pressed on a gentle artery, and there was no way to kill them with one blow.

The drunkard didn't know what Huo Xue was thinking. He only knew that his throat was being held in his mouth and his breath was so messy that he couldn't breathe normally. The drunkard stared at him with his eyes wide open, pressing his hands between his neck and trying to struggle, but he slowly lost...

Can't believe it.

I couldn't break free.

As if the blood in his body was frozen, his feet gradually began to lose strength and slowly became soft...

There is no doubt that even if she can't break his neck, she can ask him to endure a more painful way of death.

Suddenly, the force that was pinching his neck relaxed, and the drunkard's body slid down weakly.

He breathed in big mouthfuls.

He thought that he seemed to have experienced what the old man often said, "Let's walk in front of the gate of King Yama."

But the misfortune has not ended yet, because the girl who made him worse than death stood in front of him and said word by word, "You seemed to say..."

“Is there any money?”

"Auntie... please spare me! I... I'm just... nonsense... used to talking nonsense." The drunkard had just experienced a death disaster and his voice was a little hoarse. When he heard the girl's voice again, his desire was like a basin of cold water. The erotic and weak feeling no longer. He only felt that the person in front of him was like a evil star. "You... have... there are a lot, just pretend that what I just said... are farting!"

"It's the first time you've recognized the wrong person for the young, so let the young be like that!"

"oh?"

"Acknowledge the wrong person?" The girl couldn't move, "Who do you think I am?"

The drunkard complained silently in his heart.

In the middle of the night, I was wandering on the red street. Apart from the lonely woman who came out to find a romantic encounter, who else could I think it was?

But the drunkard didn't dare to say this.

The face was already smiling like a chrysanthemum, "The little one really admits the mistake. You have a lot of adults. This time, Rao Xiao's..."

No one responded to him, and the girl didn't say anything again.

The drunkard maintained the smile on his face awkwardly, waiting patiently, but his sweat was dripping and his scalp was numb. After a long time, it was so long that he almost thought he could not get a response.

The girl in front of her stood with her hands behind her back.

"Give me aside." The girl spoke, her voice was extremely cold in a rainy night, "Yes."

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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