Chapter 96

Li NanFang's clenched left fist is like a cone in the joint. When he hits a woman's left rib with one punch, he will hurt her badly, even if he doesn't die.

There is no need to be polite to these greedy killers, otherwise Uncle Bill and uncle buffet would have died many times.

But just as Li Nanfang was about to give her a fatal blow, she suddenly opened her mouth and spewed out foul smelling things into his chest. What's the matter?

It can only prove that the female killer is really drunk, and her eyes are very blurred. She is not like silly bird Ye Xiaodao at all. The more she drinks, the more sober she is. When she doesn't meet Su yaqi'er.

She may be a killer, but she doesn't have to come to assassinate Yue Zitong. When Li Nanfang thought that, she collapsed in his arms like mud, opened her mouth to breathe out, and rolled her eyes. She looked very uncomfortable.

"Elder sister, are you ok?"

Li Nanfang released his left hand. When he tried to lift her from the ground, he quickly touched her right hand from her legs, waist and chest.

There is no weapon, but it's a small figure, protruding forward and backward, which feels very tactile.

"No, it's OK. I'm ok."

The woman didn't realize that Li Nanfang was taking the opportunity to search her whole body. She burped like she was full. She closed her eyes on her chest and then opened it again. She apologized with drunken eyes: "yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Eyes are the window of the soul. Only a master like Li Nanfang can achieve a different state of mind when he has a plan. This female killer is not as good as him, so he can easily see through what she is thinking through her eyes.

pain.

In a woman's eyes, there is only the pain of being killed immediately.

It's not intentional. Who are you coaxing?

If you don't intentionally bump into my car, I dare to cut off my head and give it to you - Li Nanfang scolds her in his heart and loses most of his vigilance to her.

It's impossible to kill a woman who is drunk in pain and wants to commit suicide in a car crash.

It's just a coincidence for a woman to find Yue Zitong's car to die. She may want to earn a considerable burial fee for her family after her death. It seems that driving a good car on the road is not a good thing.

"How is she?"

Yue Zitong opened the door and got off. He looked at the woman and covered his nose with a frown.

"A drunk who wants to kill himself in our car, don't worry about her."

Li Nanfang let go of the woman and let her lie on the ground, scolding: "grass, how can I go to see my mother-in-law?"

Yue Zitong ignored his words behind him and asked askew: "do you think it's appropriate for us to leave her?"

What China needs most is people. People's greatest hobby is to watch in the street.

In just a few minutes, the sidewalk is full of people, pointing out one by one, expressing their different opinions, which is very annoying.

Li Nanfang had no choice but to ask, "what do you say?"

Yue Zitong sighed: "Oh, take her to the hospital. Her legs are worn out."

Li Nanfang doesn't want to send a drunken female killer to the hospital, so as not to be infected by her negative energy. She can't help but bump her head on a wire pole and make an excuse to say, "I have to pick up my mother-in-law."

"I can drive myself."

Yue Zitong was very disgusted with Li NanFang's mother-in-law. He wanted to lose his temper. For the sake of the crowd, his tone slowed down: "don't worry, I'll explain to my mother why you didn't pick up the plane. Here, take it first, and call me if it's not enough. "

She has taken out the money for inspection. What else can Li Nanfang say?

What's more, he's covered with filth now, so it's really not suitable for him to pick up the plane. He had to pick up the electric car, put it beside the sidewalk, walk back, pick up the woman who seems to be asleep, and drag it to the side of the road.

Didi, Yue Zitong gets on the bus, lights the horn and leaves.

"Fortunately, no one dares to take on the task of assassinating her now."

Li Nanfang lowered his head, looked at the female killer who was sitting on the tree and sleeping with her head down, turned to stare at the onlookers, and said: "grass, what are you looking at? Have you bought the ticket?"

It's OK to stop and watch when you have nothing to do. Only a fool can buy tickets with money.

After scolding away those onlookers who were not very conscious, Li Nanfang began to raise his hand and swing the car.

Similarly, a fool would let two men and women with vomit get on the bus, and let Li Nanfang break his hand, and the passing taxi would turn a blind eye to him.

But it's hard to find the wise vice president Li. Isn't the female killer still riding a pedal electric car?

Just now I just fell on the ground. I didn't even scratch the wheels of the car. Of course I can ride it.

"Well, since I have to send you to the hospital, I'll take the opportunity to find out about you. If I don't do such a promising career as killer, I have to seek death. It seems that I'm also a person with a story."

In desperation, Li Nanfang had to hold the female killer on the electric car.

Drunk as mud, the female killer still can't sit, either to this side or to that side, Li Nanfang had to put her in front.

There is still a lot of space in front of the pedal, which allows her to sit down and hold her body between her two legs. She didn't run properly.

Not far from here, there is a hospital, but Li Nanfang won't send her to the hospital. The little injury on her leg is not enough to see.

After driving straight past the gate of the hospital, Li Nanfang saw a small hotel with the words "hour room, bathing" on the sign.

That's it. Take a shower and wash your clothes. By the way, I'll try to find out what's sacred about this female killer. I dare to hit Uncle Li's car with my head.

Suddenly, there are young men and women running to open the hour room. The front desk girls of the small hotel see a lot of them. They never ask for more questions, and they don't ask for ID cards. They collect money quickly and hand over the door card: "third floor, room three."

Like carrying a sack, Li Nanfang carries a female killer and comes to room 3 on the third floor.

The female killer is still awake. She sleeps soundly. She whispers a person's name, which seems to be LV Mingliang.

Li Nanfang thinks that LV Mingming may also be a killer. She is a couple with a woman. They used to be like male and female killers who were killed by Ye Xiaodao. They were a gold medalist. As a result, the woman surnamed LV soaks in other women outside, which makes her very excited. When she drinks too much, she has to try her hard head or ride a bicycle.

A woman who is determined to die, let alone a killer, is not a threat even if she is a transformer. Li Nanfang carries her directly into the bathroom, throws her behind the door, takes off her clothes and takes a shower.

Summer is good, clothes casually washed in front of the window, hot air blow, half an hour will dry.

After doing personal hygiene, Li Nanfang sat on the bathtub and turned on the cold water valve.

The female killer is still sleeping, her face half covered by her hair is very pretty. According to Li NanFang's rating requirements for beautiful women, she has about 90 points.

In particular, her skin is very white and tender, not like other female killers at all. Her skin is all wheat colored, which makes Li Nanfang suspect that he has lost his eye and specially check her hands.

He was right. The cocoons on the mouth of a woman's right hand and fingers were definitely left after long enough practice.

But according to the strength of her muscles, it's not like she's been strictly trained.

Li NanFang's complex "body structure" made her more unpredictable, so he had to wake her up first and interrogate her severely.

Torturing women with violence is still a young woman in her early 30s, which is the favorite thing for all men. Some like to use a whip, and some like to use a drop of wax - Li Nanfang likes to hold her up and throw her in the bathtub full of cold water.

Poop, the water splashed. The female killer, who was sleeping, instinctively stirred up her spirits. As soon as she opened her mouth to scream, the water poured in.

She quickly shut up, struggled to sit up, her hands holding the bathtub, opened her mouth, took a deep breath, and opened her eyes.

Li Nanfang reaches for her hair and presses her into the water again.

Just now she was allowed to sit up for fear that she would be choked to death. I believe that now she is ready to be submerged. Let her stay underwater for a while. This will help her wake up as soon as possible and taste the taste of death.

The drunk woman killer really wanted to die when she ran into Li NanFang's car.

However, after Li Nanfang gave her the chance to drown, she struggled desperately. She was really a person with weak will and despised her.

In order to make her wake up as soon as possible, Li Nanfang tortured her three or four times. Finally, seeing that she might really hang up after drinking again, he released her, sat on the edge of the bathtub and lit a cigarette slowly.

When the female killer suddenly came out of the water, Li Nanfang praised her in his heart: Tut, tut, that's good. She has a lot of milk. What do women eat now to compare with cows.

Women are not only big in milk, but also big in buttocks. They are very round, just like a full moon.

When she was lying on the edge of the jar, coughing violently and spitting out water, the floral skirt was clinging to her. Through her clothes, Li Nanfang could see what style of small skirt she was wearing.

I didn't expect that this woman was still sultry. She was wearing a topcoat on the surface, but on the inside she was wearing men's favorite little t-shirt-a reminder of Li NanFang's unhealthy idea. She couldn't help putting her hand on the full moon.

Kill her!

When the high-quality hand feeling quickly spread to Li NanFang's cortical nerve endings, the demon hidden in his body woke up and opened his mouth to shout out its biggest voice.

"You, what are you going to do?"

At this time, the female killer vomited almost. She felt a hand pinching her. Her body trembled again. She suddenly turned back and screamed.

"I happen to want to ask you that too."

Li Nanfang smiles. Her left index finger is about to lift her chin. The female killer suddenly shrinks back and leans on the edge of the jar. She raises her foot and kicks her chin: "go away!"

The female killer wore a pair of thin high-heeled black binding leather sandals, so they didn't fall off all the way. When Li Nanfang threw her into the cold water, he naturally wouldn't do it.

The sharp thin high heel, like an awl, stabs Li NanFang's throat fiercely. It has a tricky angle and great strength. It's just like a killer. I've practiced it at first sight.

However, because the right foot of the female killer comes out of the water, the resistance of the water greatly counteracts the speed. Li Nanfang just needs to wave her hand, grabs her wrist, pulls her back, and puts the slender leg on the edge of the jar. Then she presses it down, and the female killer's hand will have to scream.

Li Nanfang lowered the beautiful leg and straightened up the female killer's instinctive body. It seemed that her chest was stronger and her waist was thinner. The most important points of her body could be seen through her clothes.