"Yes Eve is so happy that she completely forgets that Ling Feiyu destroyed her body. To her, it's like a matter of last life... Strictly speaking, it's a matter of last life.
She untied Mila, and the white woman got up shivering. Before she straightened up, she suddenly remembered something. She softened her knees and knelt down in front of Ling Feiyu. In this way, she showed her obedience to him.
Ling Feiyu stepped forward and stood in front of Mila. The woman lowered her head and could only see Ling Feiyu's shining black shoes. She saw her frightened face from the reflection of the shoes. At this moment, she doubted whether Ling Feiyu wanted her to use her tongue.
After all, the distance and posture of the two people were very consistent with the habits of those men in Mila's inherent impression. She almost reached out to unzip Ling Feiyu's pants. Fortunately, Ling Feiyu spoke and gave up her idea.
"Look up and look me in the eye." Ling Feiyu's voice was cold.
Mira looks up at the man. The strong contempt and disdain in the other person's eyes have deeply hit her self-esteem. She is flustered to find that her proud sexual charm is useless in front of Ling Feiyu!
The man looked at her as if he was looking at a lump of white dead meat, half lust.
Self esteem and self-confidence are completely destroyed. Mila feels relaxed when she is extremely tired. She completely submits to Ling Feiyu's will from her spirit to her heart.
Ling Feiyu's eyes shot a bright light, which made Mila's eyes tingle. She closed her eyes with a groan, and suddenly felt the swelling of her head, as if she had been forced to put a tumor in her head.
"Your mud pill palace... No, it should be a sea of spirit for you. In a word, you are under my spell. If you are honest, nothing will happen. But if you disobey me and Eve's meaning, you should think about the consequences of the betrayal yourself." Ling Feiyu gives her back what she said to Eve. It's also a threat. With the crushing of strength, it has been destroyed spiritually, leading to Mila becoming his appendage.
Mila lowered her head deeply. "I know, master. I'll listen to Eve."
"It's interesting." Ling Feiyu sneered.
Eve looked at the half dead Isaac on the ground. "What about this guy, sir? He was conscious, and we listened to everything we said
Ling Feiyu takes out a 9mm pistol from the space ring, which is taken from Ali's group of murderers. He throws the gun to Mila, "you know what to do."
The woman tore off a piece of clothes without hesitation, wrapped the pistol to prevent leaving her fingerprints, and shot Isaac to death with two shots, one in the chest and one in the forehead!
Isaac's face of death was wide eyed. He didn't expect Mila to be so decisive that he didn't even hesitate.
The police on the other side of the church heard the gunshot and rushed to check the situation. The team leader Rand personally brought people over and was stopped by Mira on the way.
"Your Highness, there was a gunshot just now..." Rand asked suspiciously.
Mila handed Rand the gun wrapped in cloth and said calmly, "the swordsman of the church was killed by the murderer. This is the weapon. The body is in the garden. Please take the body with you."
lie! Anyone can hear her talking! And it's a riddled lie. Ali is the only one of the murderers alive, and the others have been killed long ago. The gunshot just rang, and the cloth that wrapped the gun was obviously the corner of Mira's skirt. The obvious lie seemed to be just to give the police a general explanation.
Rand readily took the pistol and directed his men to move the body. The police certainly didn't see Ling Feiyu in the garden, but Isaac lay on the garden floor with twisted limbs.
The tragic situation of death can't be as simple as shooting. He must have suffered cruel torture before he died.
Rand handled the church shooting case very well. He didn't raise it to the issue of religion. He didn't even disclose that someone married here on that day, which greatly protected Zhao Quan's meaning.
It was announced that the drug addicts, who rushed into the church with guns to kill people passionately, were killed by the police who arrived in time, and did not say who the murderer was. It also safeguarded the Gallic chicken country's stupid protection strategy for Ali.
His way of dealing with the problem is not offending either side, which is highly appreciated. In addition, Ling Feiyu later gave him a card as a reward, and Rand used the money to manage up and down. The next day, he will be the vice Bureau.
There is no official promotion, but that's what happened in the past few days. After changing the big office, the signs of the deputy bureau have been printed out, ten out of ten!
Rand is very grateful to Ling Feiyu, and even more grateful to Ali, an idiot. Who can't be offended? Ling Feiyu's family just bumps into his hand and makes him a big case. He also gets a lot of benefits.
After the church was finished, Ling Feiyu went back to the banquet in the hotel and pretended to dance with his women one by one. At last, it was his turn to dance with Elizabeth, who was not his woman.
Elizabeth took the initiative to invite the dance, and they slid into the dance floor hand in hand. It's just a slow song. Bess pasted it up to Ling Feiyu, and the movement was elegant. She said with a smile, "I hope my dance steps of hundreds of years ago can keep up with the current rhythm."
Ling Feiyu said softly, "your dance steps will never be out of date."
The woman's face was reddish, and she got closer. "They ran away, didn't they?"
"As soon as the police came, they ran away. I'm afraid you'll find them. You're an old blood clan they don't know. Maybe you're the big boss of the rebel camp." Ling Feiyu smiles.
"Ah... Sir, you promised me that you would help me end the internal fight of the blood clan and restore my reputation." Elizabeth sighed and naturally leaned her head against Ling Feiyu's shoulder.
The two are close to the body. Elizabeth's proud chest is close to Ling Feiyu's chest muscle, swaying with the dance steps, gently rubbing and squeezing.
Ling Feiyu looks at Zhang Mingyue awkwardly, but the women are taking photos with Zoe, talking and laughing. No one cares if he will do anything to Elizabeth.
"Beth, we have almost infinite life. Why should we rush for this moment? The internal contradiction of the blood clan is not as simple as you think. The Conservatives and the rebels are not two camps that are as solid as gold, and their alliance with each other is not simple, because the skills are different. Do you understand Ling Feiyu breathes the fragrance of women's hair, which is a kind of fragrance that only mature women have. A deep smell makes people feel restless.
Elizabeth felt that the man was sniffing her hair. She was shocked and felt that her abdomen was on fire, which made her worried. "That's because of interests..."