Chapter 1847

On the seventh day of the summer, he realized that he seemed to have taken a big sip of Irish coffee, which he didn't intend to move. Taking a deep breath, he suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom!"

However, she got up in such a hurry that she felt a sense of vertigo hit her head. She almost staggered and was firmly held by Carlos.

"How are you doing?" Carlos looked down at the red face of the seventh day of summer, the dark light flashed in his eyes, and a smile of success floated from the corner of his lips.

At the beginning of the summer, he raised his eyes to his exploring eyes, pushed him away, held his arm, supported the edge of the table, and said coldly: "I'm ok..."

When she said that, she took a deep breath to calm her breathing. Seeing this, Carlos asked with a low smile, "are you sure it's ok? Do you need me to help you to the bathroom? "

"No need!" Xia Chuqi glared at him fiercely, rubbed his eyebrows, and was about to turn around to go to the bathroom, but his steps were a little flimsy. Carlos shrugged and laughed, quietly looked at the figure leaving Xia Chuqi, stroked his lower lip, and said in a faint tone: "I see how you can escape..."

I have been quietly watching the waiter here, watching the woman drinking coffee with Carlos suddenly get up and leave. I quickly walk up to Carlos and ask anxiously, "that lady, is she OK?"

"Of course, it's OK. You just don't see anything!" Carlos took out a pile of money from his arms, put it into the waiter's arms, and whispered, "wait a minute, what sound do you hear, what picture do you see, pretend nothing happened, you know?"

"Yes The waiter took the money and left happily.

Carlos chuckled and walked towards the bathroom. On the seventh day of the summer when he had entered the ladies' bathroom, he turned on the tap of the sink, washed the handle and began to scratch his throat.

Even now she feels that her blood is boiling and her breathing is unstable. It's difficult for her to stabilize her body, but she hasn't completely lost her mind. There's no doubt that there's something wrong with her coffee just now.

It must be the problem with the Irish coffee. She is not allergic to alcohol. But Carlos ordered the Irish coffee for her. Besides, he knows the waiter and probably adds ingredients to the coffee through the hands of the waiter!

This can explain why he would look at himself with that kind of strange hot eyes and say some obscure words

At the seventh day of the summer, I don't know what he put in the coffee, but at this critical moment, she can only induce vomiting for herself, at least to suppress the drug attack, instead of falling into the hands of the damned Carlos and letting the other party play with her!

On the seventh day of the summer, he vomited the coffee he had just drunk. He didn't know if it would work. He turned on the tap, poured a mouthful of cold water and continued to try. However, at this time, Carlos's voice came into his ears again.

"Do you think that will do?" Carlos shook his head, leaned against the door of the bathroom and said in a funny way, "I didn't expect you to react so quickly and be so cruel to yourself. To tell you the truth, I admire you."

"So you admit that you drugged me!" On the seventh day of the summer, he propped up the sink with his strength, turned his head to glare at Carlos, and said harshly, "do you know what will happen if you do this?"

"Then I can only make a bet, is it you who are important to Pedro, or is the cooperation between me and Pedro important..." Carlos picked an eyebrow, stroked his chin and said with a smile: "big deal, I'll give him the profit of an order. Pedro is a smart man, not for a woman, Destroy years of cooperation between our friends! "

With these words, he came in, even closed the door of the ladies' bathroom with a wave, and walked step by step to the seventh day of the summer. His eyes became deep.

"I don't think you should resist. It's more interesting that you love me..."

"Do you dare to come one step closer!" Early summer seven Li drank a, the whole person subconsciously taut, stare big eyes, a word a deep voice warning: "if you dare to move me, you will regret it!"

"It sounds like it's very challenging to move you, but I like high-risk activities!" Carlos gave a low smile. He didn't care about the warning of the seven colors in early summer. He went straight to her. But before his hand touched her shoulder, he took out a browning from his arms and aimed it directly at his chest.

"If you dare to move again, I'll pull the trigger!" On the seventh day of the summer, he took browning in his hand with all his strength, looked coldly at Carlos in front of him, and gritted his teeth to warn.

Carlos picked an eyebrow unexpectedly. Unexpectedly, she still had browning with her, but her expression was calm. She shook her head and said with a smile, "do you think it's useful? I advise you to give up. I believe that before long, you will not be able to hold the browning in your hand... "

When he said this, he paused and reminded with a smile: "you know, what you just drank is not ordinary medicine. Even if you just vomit, it's useless. It's a good thing, but it's very valuable. It can make you forget yourself. It's like flying into the sky..."

On the seventh day of the summer, his face sank. He felt that his temple was suddenly jumping. He suppressed his anger and asked, "what medicine did you give me?"

"Of course, it's the magic medicine. I'm sure you'll eat the marrow and know the taste. Maybe later, you'll ask me to take you..." Carlos raised his watch, looked at the time, pointed to the dial and said in a low voice, "why don't I count the seconds with you, one, two, three..."

The head of the seventh day of summer has begun to become dizzy, and she can feel the loss of her strength. Holding Browning's hand, she begins to shake, her breath is getting hotter and hotter, and her face is scarlet. Even without looking in the mirror, she knows that her cheek is scarlet. I'm afraid it won't last long at all!

Carlos seems to be counting the stopwatch time in front of her. Her mouth opens and closes. She can't hear his voice clearly. She can only bite her lower lip. A smell of blood comes into her tongue, which makes her sober for a while.

"You're really..." Carlos saw that she was still conscious. He couldn't help but look at her with new eyes. He sighed in a low voice: "why do you insist so much? I don't think I'm worse than Pedro. He's far less gentle to women than me... "

As he said this, he opened the muzzle of his gun with his hand. He couldn't hold on any longer on the seventh day of the summer. He let out a low cry and pulled the trigger directly.