Chapter 471

Mingming's disgusting flesh spines disappeared. It seemed normal. In the afternoon, he had a good time with his new sister, who loves playing with fire. He was absolutely full of food and drink, but Li Nanfang still couldn't understand himself. At this time, he had a strong impulse to push zhanxingshen down.

Is it because she's so beautiful?

Is she too famous?

It's not a good feeling to be able to knock down a pop star with thousands of iron powder. A man has this idea.

If it is not for these two reasons, then it must be because Zhanxing God wants to kill him.

I will kill anyone who wants to kill me!

A man's stab, a woman's - first rape and then kill.

This may be regarded as Li NanFang's major principle in dealing with the enemy.

Once a man has set a bottom line of principles for himself, he will implement them as much as possible, especially in the current situation.

At the thought of pushing Jiao Didi's Zhan Hongxing down on the front of the car, driving straight in from behind and letting her voice reverberate with the wind in the wilderness, Li NanFang's evil spirit grew stronger and stronger, waking up the black dragon who had been silent for a long time.

Push down Zhanxing God!

This is the first time in nearly two years that Qinglong and Li Nanfang have reached a happy agreement.

Demons help humanity, and people borrow demons' power. When Zhanxing Shenjiao drinks and flies over, Li Nanfang looks up to the sky and gives a long smile.

The laughter, with a palpitating evil spirit, looks like an invisible black dragon, roaring and flying up and down under the sky, which startles the night birds in the nearby mountain forest, flapping their wings together and whistling, just like ushering in the end of the world.

The flying Zhanxing God, who was in mid air, was covered in goose bumps by the evil laughter. She had never been so scared and regretted that she couldn't control it. She once again drank: "Li Nanfang, go to die!"

Her hands were pointed like ten sharp spikes, which were fierce at the throat and chest of Li Nanfang. When she jumped forward, her right foot in the back, with the wind, kicked him heavily in the crotch.

Throat, heart, crotch, these are the three most lethal places for a man. According to the force value of Zhanxing God, he is not inferior to huayeshen. If he really hits one place, he will be either dead or wounded.

Exhibition star God don't feel, suddenly evil to let her afraid of Li Nanfang, can block her all-out fatal blow!

Because Hua yeshen made it very clear that she once abused Li Nanfang twice.

But Hua yeshen also said that when she finished abusing Li Nanfang, she always felt that the guy was bound by something and didn't show his real ability.

Zhanxing God's reaction at that time was to sneer scornfully.

Flower night God how powerful, exhibition star God is very clear, as long as can avoid the legend of those people, absolutely can cross the river.

Li Nanfang is not one of those people who need to worry about the night God. When he is abused, he can make the elder sister feel that he is bound by something. It can only be said that he is an illusion. This guy is great and he is just an ordinary expert.

I asked myself, compared with the flower night God, the force value can only be the God of Zhanxing, which is superior to the flower night God. Will it be unfair to this damned scum?

Therefore, even if she was given goose bumps by Li NanFang's evil laughter, she still believed that she could kill him.

She wanted him to die slowly, with a sense of rhythm. Who made him say those words and laugh so evil?

Zhan Xingshen's hands and fingertips have already touched Li NanFang's throat skin, chest clothes and right foot. Just give her 0.01 second, she can make the scum scream and fall to the ground with her hands holding her crotch. Fresh blood comes out of her throat and chest.

Just 0.01 seconds!

Is zhanxingshen demanding?

It's not high. It's not high at all. It takes her at least half an hour to make up in front of the mirror.

But why is God so mean that he doesn't even give her this time?

A few years later, when zhanxingshen holds her baby and sits on the balcony overlooking the bright moon in the sky, she will always think of this question - although she already knows the answer at that time, she can't help but think about it and want to ask God.

God, who is always spontaneous, does not satisfy Zhanxing God's tiny wish. So when she is about to succeed, Li NanFang's upper body suddenly looks like a stake broken by the strong wind. When she breaks back, her legs open like a tiger's mouth. With a snap, she pinches the black tennis shoe.

After ten fingers of both hands were emptied, Zhan Xingshen, who had not yet been waiting for his right foot to come, was frightened, but his action did not stop at all. He bent down and used his forehead as a hammer to smash Li NanFang's chest.

Her forehead was about to - and it was about to.

When he was about to hit Li Nanfang on the chest, he made the movements that a woman skilled in yoga could make. His back brain went backward between his own legs, but his two hands caught Zhan Xingshen's shoulders and jerked back.

Two people, one bent down, the other bent backward, just like playing acrobatics, formed a strange circle in an instant and rolled forward on the road.

What's going on?

When Zhan Xingshen's forehead touched the ground, he suddenly asked himself.

Without waiting for her to find the answer, the fact answered her - Li Nanfang, who was forced to bend back to avoid her fatal blow, rolled half a circle in a strange circle and pressed on her back.

Few people know that Li Nanfang was a master of yoga before he was 13 years old, thanks to Xue Xinghan, who loves smelly beauty.

Besides playing poison, Aunt Xue's skill is yoga.

Li Nanfang is not very interested in playing with poison. Xue Xinghan, who has all kinds of skills but no one is willing to learn, will not live a very boring life if he doesn't twist his ears, kick and scold and force him to learn yoga well?

The old people always say that more art does not weigh on the body.

This sentence still has a decisive truth, just like Li Nanfang used the Yoga he was forced to learn when he fought back against Zhanxing God.

It is said that Yoga originated in India. It was originally created by women who advocate sex to please men. Its biggest feature is that it can practice itself as if it has no bones and joints, and it can freely pose as it wants. When it entangles a person, it is more like brown candy than brown candy.

Now, Zhanxing God is Li Nanfang, who has been incarnated in cowhide candy, and has fallen to the ground.

And the posture is quite ambiguous.

Li Nanfang put his hands around her legs and lay on her back, but his legs clamped her neck like a pair of pliers. She was allowed to break them with her hands, and she couldn't move a cent.

Have you ever seen a fly entangled in a cobweb?

No matter how much the fly wants to break away from the cobweb and continue to fly in the room, all its efforts are pale, only with constant struggle, expending physical strength, and finally no longer have strength, the spider will leisurely climb over and start its rich meal.

Now Li Nanfang is a hateful cobweb, and Zhanxing God is the poor fly - damn, how can you describe a beautiful woman as a fly?

Describe it as a mosquito.

Mosquito's body shape, at least, is thinner and sexier than flies

"Let me go, let me go!"

Zhanxing God, who has difficulty breathing, finally finds out that she has changed from a hunter to a prey. All her struggles are only physical exertion. Only when she is entangled to death, she can no longer suppress her extreme fear and screams.

In fact, Li Nanfang, who is pestering her, is not very comfortable. After all, it's hard work to become a spider web. Moreover, he didn't expect that Jiao Didi's Zhanxing God's force value would be so high that he had to use all his strength to carry it.

At this moment, what a fatal trick, only fast speed, all is shit, only fighting brute force.

Whoever has more strength is the final winner.

Compared with men, strength is a woman's weakness, so when zhanxingshen uses brute force to compete with Li Nanfang, it's normal to lose.

"Let go of you? Ha ha

Li Nanfang was still very evil with a smile. Turning back, he suddenly bit Zhanxing God's buttock: "what's special? When your upper lip touches your lower lip, it's light. If I let you go, will you prick a blood hole in my throat, or will you kick me into a eunuch? "

If it was put on Li Nanfang, the master of human nature, he would never bite a woman's ass - but now, the evil black dragon has gradually occupied his mind, forcing him to make this dirty action that shames all men in the world.

"I, I will not kill you again! I Swear! I swear to Xuan and heaven

"It's late."

Li Nanfang giggled, legs again, mouth and bite.

"Beast! Scum! Hooligans! Villain - let me go, let me go

It may be that Li NanFang's bite is too painful. The pain wakes Zhan Xingshen and makes her suddenly realize that negotiating with him is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger.

No matter who talks with tiger, brother tiger, can I borrow your tiger skin to make a coat?

Will the tiger agree?

The tiger will only whine and open its mouth to show its sharp teeth, shouting that I've eaten you idiot.

But the curse of Zhanxing God is quite pale.

At the moment, Li Nanfang, who incarnates as a symbol of evil, not only doesn't care about her sharp voice, but also enjoys it.

After a series of failure in negotiation and scolding, zhanxingshen began to use the method of provocation again, saying that if you have the ability, you can let go of the singer. We'll have a big fight like a man. You're a man, but you're pestering women. Do you want to be shameless?

When Li Nanfang opened her mouth to bite her buttocks, she was shameless, so her provocation was ineffective.

Then, he cursed him and cursed him for having a son. Zhanxing didn't beg.

She would rather be strangled than beg for mercy like Li Renzha.

"I will not let you go even if I die!"

This is what Zhanxing God said before he fainted, using up the last trace of air in his lungs.

In Li NanFang's opinion, this is an authentic joke.

You live, I am not afraid of you, will be afraid of you become a ghost?

"This woman is really your sister's childish. Hey, hey, ha, ha!"

Li Nanfang, whose eyes are already red, laughs wickedly and slowly releases his legs.

Zhanxing didn't move for a moment. She suffered from extreme hypoxia, which led to her brain sinking into a semi-static state and dying frequently. Although fresh air would soon be supplied, there was almost no possibility of her returning to normal within a period of time.

Like an eagle catching a chicken, when he lifted her from the ground, Li Nanfang found that there were tears in her eyes.

Deeply in a coma, she has a premonition of the coming doom, and her subconscious instinctive reaction.

Women's tears may move men.

But Li Nanfang is a devil now, and will not be moved by it at all. He just tears her clothes with a silent evil smile.

The night wind is stronger, with sobs.