"Ho ho ho --"

when Yang Miaomiao was pinched in the neck, he could only make a choking sound and could not pronounce normally.

She wanted to talk very much, but she didn't want to hear a word from her.

It's not that he didn't see the desire for life in each other's eyes.

Under the gaze of Allen and others, his slender hand moved gently.

A clear sound sounded in the open underground.

Yang Miao's eyes were round and his head dropped gently.

A fresh life withers away.

Even so, an Mingji put her hand on her neck, still not loose, still tightly pinching her neck.

In such a quiet and almost treacherous atmosphere, the heartbeat is very clear.

Whose heart beat so fast?

An Mingji slowly droops his eyes and stares at his chest.

It turned out that his heart beat faster.

He is the only one who knows whether to wipe out a person's nervousness for the first time or to get angry because of being poked.

An Mingji's hand slowly released.

Yang Miaomiao, who was carried by him, fell on the ground like a pool of mud when he let go.

Allen walked to Yang Miaomiao, who had been thrown on the ground and had no breath. He bent over to touch the artery of the other side's neck. Then he stood up to face an Mingji and said quietly, "young master, she's dead."

An Mingji turned his back to him and took out a clean handkerchief again. He wiped his fingers carefully.

It's like there's something dirty on your hand. You keep wiping it, wiping it over and over again.

It turns out that killing people is such a feeling.

Strange makes him feel unreal.

I don't know how many times I wiped my fingers. At last, an Mingji turned around and glanced at the corpse on the ground indifferently. His voice was low: "send her back to Shenzhen. Now immediately, I don't want to see her again!"

This is his last "kindness" and a warning.

In fact, he didn't want to solve Yang Miaomiao so happily.

But she is so damned!

She should not mention a Jin, should not point out the existence of his inner most panic.

Allen scanned an Mingji's face carefully, his unnatural eyes behind his glasses.

The other party seems to have a look of self-confidence, but the emptiness in a pair of peach blossom eyes makes Allen find something wrong with him.

This is obviously a novice.

An Mingji raises a Mou, sharp Mou son to go up Allen's inquisitive line of sight.

He gently clenched his lips, his face full of impatience.

Allen took the lead in diverting his attention. He guessed that this was the first time that an Mingji had killed someone. This was what each of them had experienced. He knew that he should not stimulate each other at this time.

He immediately called a hand, let people will Yang Miaomiao's body away, the night will send her back to Shenzhen.

After Yang Miaomiao's body was dragged away, Allen saw that some of the Siamese powers in the cage began to wake up.

After calculating the time, they should be sober at this time.

"Young master, they are awake."

An Mingji raised her eyes to the cage, and saw the deep powers inside, one after another sober.

He even saw the dark light in the eyes of the sober powers.

"Do it."

The voice sounded cold and indifferent.

Allen immediately waved to his men behind him.

Around the powers, see the boss wave action, eyes issued amazing light.

"Who are you?" Aware of the danger, someone in the cage could not help questioning.

Alan and his men approached the cage step by step.

They stare at the people inside as if they were prey.

In fact, these Siamese Diablo powers are indeed their prey.

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