~： The fourth year story 035, ah~~~ that blooming red flower

"Cut, women, of course there are women! But have you ever seen the weak, superb woman in you when you grow up?"

"Well... Anyway, the boss will bid soon..."

"I know I know, don't say it. You want to say that if I have money, I will bid on my own, right? Fuck, if I can sit there and hold a sign to bid, I still use to stand here Huh? I rushed in and **** that lady seventeen or eight times."

"No, please calm down and listen to me. Indeed! We can't move the chicks because we have to sell them. But when she'grows feathers', we have a chance!"

"Opportunity? What opportunity?"

"Hey, you and I came here two months ago, so I don’t know. But the boss here seems to have a system, that is, as long as he performs well, he will select the best subordinate every month. Let him choose one of all the women who are not chicks and spend a night with her! We all know that the women of the Worry Girl are the most ecstasy and the most expensive in the price positioning of this film!"

After the thug heard the news, the color on his face immediately improved! He started to stand straight, a gesture of biting anyone who dares to come over. I can't blame him, why did the little girl behind the door be too seductive? People can't help but imagine holding her in their hands, and constantly rubbing the sensitive parts of her body, listening to her screaming voice~~~

"Patter."

In fantasy, abruptly, a soft noise came from the corner of the original place, which seemed to be the sound of footsteps.

Since this VIP room is the best of all rooms, it is of course the quietest. There are no other rooms around. At first, when I heard footsteps, the two thugs thought it was the boss coming, and they all stood still.

but……

Ten seconds...

Thirty seconds...

One minute……

Two minutes passed, but there was still no response.

"What's the matter? Hey, go and see."

The persuasive thug pushes the daring thugs next to him. The thugs laughed and replied "so courageous", then swaggered over, turned a corner, and disappeared into another. Within the sight of a thug.

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All around, the silence is terrible.

After a minute, he did not come back.

Two minutes later, he still did not come back.

Gradually, 5 minutes passed, but the beater never turned around again from that corner.

The other thug did not pay attention to this at first. But soon, the silence around him completely surrounded him. He took out a cigarette from his arms, took out the lighter, and squeezed it to brighten the flame and approached the cigarette...

call………………

A gust of Ruoyuowu wind came out from there...the seemingly stubborn flame was quickly extinguished in the blowing of this wind. However, what made this beater feel a little hairy is...

This gust of wind... is too cold.

It's spring now, and it's still inside the cave.

How cold can it get in the cave in spring? But what was the icy cold that I felt just now?

"......Hey! How is it? Is there any movement?"

Before he knew it, the thugs began to shout loudly. He forced a smile on his face, pulled out the saber around his waist with his right hand, and moved closer to the corner...

Near...

Very close...

Closer!

With every movement of the footsteps, the beater seems to be able to feel the drumming from his chest! The worst part is that there is basically no separate lighting at the corner in order to save costs! This also means that once you step in, you can only explore in the brief darkness.

"it is good……"

Pulling out the sword, after trying hard to adjust his breathing, he suddenly jumped out and shouted!

However, the result made him laugh a little.

Because just at this slightly bleak corner, his colleague was standing five steps ahead, with his back facing him. Seeing that the opponent was still there, the thug finally let out a sigh, retracted the sword, and stepped forward and patted his shoulder: "Hey, what's the matter? Standing here and not moving?"

Snapped.

It's just a very slight shot...

Then, I only heard Gera...

The body of the thug... just staggered. Starting from the waist, the upper body slowly slipped. Human bones and muscles are like oiled glass, without the slightest block, they just slide down little by little.

Snapped----

There was a soft sound, and it stagnated with time.

In the time vortex that almost stopped, the thug could only continue to watch. The smile on the corner of his mouth was still condensed, and the hand that slapped his companion slowly dropped with the slipped body. In this almost stopped time, nothing in the world seems to move anymore, except...

Those eyes that appeared behind the beater at some point--

One black...

One red.

...

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Time began to pass again. There is still peace here.

As if nothing had happened, the peace in the cave had been sleeping under the dim light. Except for the two corpses on the ground, nothing has changed...

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The hotel still maintains vigorous vitality. Maybe you can't see it in the cave, but in fact, it's already midnight. People continue to dance here, noisy, and have a fun banquet. Perhaps some of them noticed that a child with a backpack walking by his side, but they would never show interest or attention to him. Who pays too much attention to a child while having fun?

In the depths of Miss Worry Girl, Pingpus sat proudly on his seat and sorted out the documents in his hands. He yelled while holding these documents, and let his hands go down and press the little girl over. Because these documents need to be stamped by her, only after she has stamped will they be legally legal.

The thugs went out, and Pingpus carefully looked at the files in his hands again, and admired his clever ideas from time to time. He picked up the wine glass brought by others, took a sip, shaking his head.

Then, after one drink, another drink.

The second cup is over, then there is the third cup.

The third cup is about to bottom out, then... the fourth cup?

Do not. The bottom of the third cup was exchanged for the anger of the shopkeeper.

"What's the matter? Why don't you bring people over to me?!"

The people next to you look at me, and when I look at you, I also feel a little strange. That thug has been there for more than an hour, even if it is more than enough to stroll around the whole worries girl, plus the two guards over there, a total of three people, is it still afraid that the little girl will escape?

"Huh! A bunch of useless things. You! Show me again."

Another thug took the lead and walked out. Pingpusi poured out the fourth glass of wine angrily, ready to finish the wine before the pear came.

result……

Another fifteen minutes passed...

"Damn it! What about people? Why are all my people dead? It's so troublesome to bring a woman here?"

Pingpus' anger is understandable, he vigorously dropped the wine glass in his hand, picked up the documents and walked out the door angrily. The thugs behind him of course followed closely behind him and walked out.

In this world, which scene is most frightening?

unknown.

Only the unknown can occupy the fear in the opponent's heart forever, and use the least power in exchange for the greatest control over the enemy's mind.

Only the unknown can occupy the fear in the opponent's heart forever, and use the least power in exchange for the greatest control over the enemy's mind.

Unknown power is terrible. If you don't understand the reasons for all this, then you will let yourself fall into an endless sense of insecurity. Just like now, once you, like Pingpus and those thugs, see this scene in front of you without the slightest clue, you will understand how valuable it is to know the true cause of a thing Things. I will also understand why human beings have such an enterprising spirit and want to explore this unknown world.

Bloody smell, tangy.

"How is this going???!!!"

Just a few steps after going out, the dark red fishy liquid became the main theme in Pingpus's eyes. Here, the walls, the ground, the lamps, and the ceiling of the cave are all red things! And in the several fork roads that spread to the front under his feet, the thirteen thugs that he arranged here are now all lying on the ground, stop breathing!

drop----

Blood dripped from the ceiling. In front of Pingpusi's eyes, a blood flower in the true sense was smashed. The thugs behind him rushed out and began to examine the bodies separately. It didn't take long before they all reached the same conclusion-

"So fast……!!!"

"It's really too fast, and even these people die without feeling pain!"

"The wounds are neat, not only quick, but also extremely accurate. Everyone is killed with one sword, there is no extra second sword!"

"Oh my God... as long as it is a piercing sword, it will definitely hit the throat and the heart. As long as it is swept, it is either a decapitation or an instant wipe on the neck!"

"Look! This guy...this guy is a fat guy...a two hundred catties fat guy!"

"No...A fat man of two hundred catties can be cut off with a single sword? What a terrible arm strength is this?!"

"Cui Ling? Mortal bones? No, no, no... I suddenly realized that I can't judge the opponent's strength level? The opponent... Who is the opponent?!"

The sound of surprise came into Pingpusi's mind, making him upset. The store manager snorted and ran to the direction where Mi Li was being held. After the rest of them froze for a while, they immediately dropped their bodies to follow.

But just when everyone was running in one direction, the last hitman just got up, and suddenly one hand covered his nose...

He can't move. Can't speak.

Before his reflex nerves even had time to make him aware of his situation, a black dagger was already on his neck...

Hand out. Grab the people who are gradually moving away.

The pupils of the thugs slowly dilated at the last moment of life.

He started to scratch, but his desire for life has now turned into an extreme fear of death.

However, as the dagger was pulled quickly, his fear became nothingness...

Blood, ejected from the broken carotid artery. That hand covered the opponent's mouth in this way, lifted the chin of the thug, and expanded the wound even more. When the last beater over there disappeared to the other end of the aisle, the raised hand of the beater finally dropped weakly. And the hand covering his mouth and nose is gradually loosening at this moment...

The darkness temporarily disappears from here. Just like before, there seems to be no change here. Quiet, peaceful, nothing happened, nothing changed except for another silent corpse on the ground...

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