Chapter 103

Late at night, the silent big city fell into a deep sleep. Of course, some people's work is about to start, a frightening career.

The black figure jumped up from below and landed silently on the balcony of her room.

His black hair was messy, and his mask covered two-thirds of his face, revealing his fierce and ruthless eyes. The figure proportion is just right, and the abdominal muscles protruding from the abdomen are very attractive.

The man in black hid his knife behind him and searched the room with his eyes. Under the mask, he pursed his lips and looked haughtily dismissive. The contour is very good, which is the charm of a very mature man.

When he entered the room, he looked coldly at a strip on the bed and was trying to get out of the room.

In the darkness, a powerful hand pulled him.

He couldn't be so weak. He turned out of control. He sneered and showed his knife. He also realized that she was not Quan Yi, but she had the same strength as Quan Yi.

"Welcome." Langsheng turned on the small night light, and their faces could be seen. The small light intoxicated the whole room, and the smile of Langsheng stirred people's hearts.

The man in black subconsciously threw the things around him to the power supply, trying to turn off the power supply.

Langsheng's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He pulled a blanket to stop him. He smiled coldly. "Gee, I don't like such guests."

The smell of gunpowder filled the air, and the quilts and pillows on the bed fell to the ground.

Vaguely, she saw him frown. White porcelain skin, indifferent and charming eyes, a handsome man!

She also noticed that he glanced at the objects around him and inadvertently reminded him: "Quan Yi is in the next room. It seems that you have entered the wrong room. Hiss, have you ever read a novel like "the president enters the wrong room: his wife is a little strong"? But I'm not a charming wife. "

She talked incessantly and played a nagging role. She also wanted to know how not to kill someone.

The man in black has a deep and cold look in his eyes, and has a posture of Quan Yi.

Langsheng took out jueji and showed a set of sabre techniques, just like a part of her body.

Two teenagers with different tastes didn't speak, and the meaning of erasing them became more and more obvious.

"Who are you?" He speaks coldly and is more iceberg than Quan Yi.

However, the other party's voice is better than Quan Yi, and he is a little drunk. The voice controls are going crazy, aren't they?

The defense and ultra-high vigilance in his eyes show that Langsheng has a great influence on him.

However, how can the natural black walking in the dark be afraid? She has experienced this situation more than Quan Yidu. Night is her friend. Taste the lonely confidant with her. The blood on the tip of the knife is the sweetest.

The man in black acted. With the help of the mattress, he jumped at Langsheng and raised the dagger in his hand.

Langsheng's face suddenly became worse when he hit the top of his thigh, biting his teeth and continuing to attack.

"Guest, the conversation is over."

The strong Langsheng grasped his wrist. There was a great disparity between men and women. She turned and threw him underground. With a heavy sound, his internal organs were almost broken.

The surprise in his eyes seemed to be trying to remember who she was.

"You're surprised who I am." Langsheng happily pinched his neck and lazily raised his chin with his fingers.

He really wants to know.

"Don't pry into me. I'm a dead man." Strange words made the man in black unhappy and stared at her defiantly.

Who knows, his mask was pulled off.

That face has a panoramic view! The facial features are correct, the skin is tender, handsome and lovely. This type is a more stable man than Quan Yi, and he is not old, but his eyes tremble cold.

Zhang Luyu was stared at by a boy and asked, "is it enough?"

"Little beautiful man, I'm short of concubines in the harem. Will you come? You can rest assured that the queen is uncertain at present. Your competitors are both men and women. Is there a trace of excitement? "

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