At one o'clock in the morning, in a high-end community, two figures appeared here quietly like ghosts, and even the camera could not capture the trajectory of the two, let alone the body shape and face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If it is discovered by the security guard on duty, I am afraid that he will directly exclaim that he has seen a ghost, because in the camera, except for two black fogs, there is nothing else.

Lin Hua had just returned from Mansion No. 8, which was an existence similar to the Heavenly and Earthly Empire of the Imperial Capital, in which, as long as you have money, you can do whatever you want and get everything you want.

Lin Hua, who was a little drunk, entered the house and fell directly on the sofa, his eyes a little worried.

"Well, yes, it's really good, that skin, tsk, it's so white. Lin Hua pouted and muttered.

Mansion No. 8, in Donghai City, where every inch of land is valuable, is definitely one of the top clubs, which not only attracts the children of Donghai City, but also the second generation of local tyrants from surrounding provinces and cities.

"Hehe, I'm Lin Hua, handsome and rich, what woman doesn't like it?"

"Even if it's a man, who dares to mess with me? Whoever provokes me, kill them all!"

"Ye Ling, don't worry, I invited the top killer of the Difu Gate, you will definitely not survive these two days, absolutely!"

Lin Hua, who revealed this arrogance in his bones, had long taken the advice of the third-rate killer meteor of the Difumen as a deaf ear.

Ye Ling, even if he is a top killer, he can't kill him, this is the advice of the meteor, it's a pity, Lin Hua forgot, or rather, he believes too much in what he heard.

"Funeral flowers, hehe, the absolute powerhouse of the Difu Gate, I heard that he has also slaughtered an existence stronger than the top killer, who can stop him? Even if I want the president to die, the president will not live tomorrow!" Lin Hua was in high spirits, stood up directly, waved his arms, and said excitedly.

The alcohol completely anesthetized his head, as if he was living in a dream, he seemed to see that he was invincible, calling for wind and rain, and Ye Ling had already fallen in a pool of blood from the sharp blade in the hand of the funeral flower.

Creaking, the originally closed security door, suddenly opened, crunching sound, in the early hours of the morning, as if the bone-eating demon quietly appeared, the sound was not loud, but it was enough to make people palpitate.

"Who!" Lin Hua was suddenly startled, and hurriedly shouted, his eyes were already bloodshot because of drunkenness, and his eyes were round at this time, looking at the empty doorway.

Boom, boom, there was a screeching sound, it was the sound of high heels banging on the floor tiles.

A figure suddenly appeared at the empty door, and Lin Hua's hair seemed to stand on end at this moment, as if it had been blown up by thunder.

Kung Fu is high, but I am also afraid of kitchen knives, and no matter how drunk I am, I am also afraid of ghosts!

What's more, a guy like Lin Hua, who doesn't know how many bad things he has done, almost peed his pants in fright when he saw the figure that suddenly appeared.

However, looking up, the slender legs are as white as snow, and the skin even reflects a little luster, which is extremely attractive.

Short leather pants and tight leather clothes set off an almost perfect figure, Lin Hua's eyes were straight, and he couldn't help but squirm when he saw the almost demonic cheeks under the long fiery red hair.

"Excuse me, are you?" Lin Hua hurriedly tidied up his clothes and walked towards the woman with worried eyes.

Where could this woman be someone else, it was the funeral flower, at this time, her face was frosty, and her narrow eyes were surging with soul-stirring eyes.

"Difu Gate, burial flowers. The funeral flower replied in a cold voice, and then walked into the room, reclining directly on the leather sofa, and the perfect figure was presented in Lin Hua's eyes without sparing.

Difu Gate, Funeral Flowers!

Lin Hua was immediately overjoyed, and at the same time, he thought about it in his heart, the funeral flower of Difumen turned out to be a superb beauty, which was much stronger than the number one red card in the No. 8 Mansion.

Ahh

"Tsk, it turned out to be Miss Fuhua, that, I am your employer, Lin Hua, it was I who paid a sky-high price of 100 million to buy Ye Ling's head!" Lin Hua walked to the wine cabinet opposite the sofa, sat on the stool and said lightly.

A hint of disgust flashed in Fuhua's eyes, and it was obvious that she could see that this guy was purely pretending/coercing.

"Have you completed your task?" After Lin Hua finished speaking, he took out a bottle of Lafite, opened it, poured it into the red wine glass, and walked towards the funeral flower.

Funeral Hua glanced at Lin Hua, and her tone was a little indifferent: "What do you say?"

When Lin Hua heard this, he suddenly came to his senses: "Tsk, you are worthy of Miss Fuhua, you have killed a strong person who is higher than the top killer, you are definitely safe!"

On the official website of Difumen, there is a rough information about each killer for employers to choose, of course, characters like Xiang Linhua are still not qualified to choose, they can only accept the choice of Difumen.

Funeral flowers, good at assassination, fighting, and Mei Gong, once fought alone against the top ten top killers, killing six top killers at the cost of serious injuries, and the other four escaped.

This information is only visible to employers with specific qualifications.

"Miss Funeral Flowers, taste, this is Lafite in the past few years, definitely a nobleman in red wine, with a beautiful woman with such a temperament as you, naturally you will not listen to the lies on the Internet rumors. Lin Hua handed the funeral flower a glass of red wine.

Lin Hua's words are clear to the funeral flowers, and now on the Internet, in some online novels and some exaggerated records, what 86 years of Lafite is the best, in fact, these things can only be deceived by the Chinese people.

The entire winery produces only so many bottles of wine a year, and the consumption of a country in China alone in a year is to exhaust Lafite to death, and he can't do it for ten years.

Fuhua held the wine glass, gently shaking the red wine glass, the bright red wine in it flowed slowly, the color was bright, the taste was a little bitter and with a hint of sweet fragrance.

"Miss Funeral Flowers, how much money can you earn a year in this business?"

"I see, your line of work is too dangerous, and you face death at any time, and the money you earn is not so well spent. ”

"I feel, it's just that I feel that a beauty like you, finding a suave and rich man who is good to you to marry is your best belonging. ”

As Lin Hua spoke, a scorching heat rose in his eyes, and the anesthesia of alcohol and the appearance of the funeral flowers made him gradually have a trace of absurd thoughts.

After hearing this, Fuhua smiled coldly, picked up the wine glass, and directly poured the wine in the cup down Lin Hua's head, all of which were poured out.

Then he pulled his hands, and Lin Hua, who was still a little stunned, was directly pulled to his face by the funeral flower.

The fingers of the funeral flower gently picked Lin Hua's face, looking at Lin Hua's more and more excited appearance, but the funeral flower had a strong cold murderous intent in her heart.

"Are you confessing to me?"

The words of the funeral flowers made Lin Hua stunned and nodded hurriedly.