The other side.

In a luxurious private villa in country R, the atmosphere was oppressive, and an invisible and indifferent slaughter enveloped the entire hall.

On the sofa in the hall, there sat a young woman, with black hair, thin hair, and a hot body, wearing a black tights, and a cold murderous aura emanating from her body.

Just looking at her appearance, she can definitely be called a rare beauty.

Whether it's a rabbit, or a crossed arm, or a long leg, it can be called the best, and there is a cold temperament on the body, which makes people want to conquer her when they see it.

She is a native of country R, and on the surface, she is just an ordinary elementary school teacher.

In fact, she was the leader of the fifth finger of the dark left hand, codenamed Little Thumb, and she was ruthless and murderous, and the number of people who died at her hands was not a thousand, but eight hundred.

Opposite her, on her knees was a young woman, also with black hair and black tights, but of ordinary appearance, the kind of person who could not be found in the crowd.

Don't look at her ordinary appearance, just think she's a good person!

Her name is Handicap, she is good at double daggers, melee attacks, is the deputy captain of the fifth finger of the dark left hand, and is the proud assistant of Little Thumb.

Some difficult tasks are usually completed by her.

And she has never let Little Thumb down, and every mission ends perfectly at the cost of perfection.

Tonight.

But she was like a schoolboy who made a mistake, honestly kneeling on the ground, her head lowered, and she didn't even dare to gasp, and if you looked closely, you could see that her delicate body was trembling.

As if she was not facing a woman in front of her, but a man-eating beast, she tried her best to suppress herself even when she breathed, making the sound of her breathing quieter.

"Did you fail the mission?" Littlethumb picked up a cigar on the coffee table and lit it, squinting his eyes like a poisonous snake and exhaling a puff of smoke.

"Lost, lost, lost!" said the handbroken hand in horror.

"A third of the men were dispatched, plus two snipers, six cyborgs, and dozens of sharpshooters! and you told me the news?" Littlethumb flicked the ash of his cigar indifferently.

Bang!bang......

Hearing her words, the stump was like seeing the most terrifying thing in the world, cold sweat flowed out of fright, his head hit the ground, knocking one after another, there were crisp sounds, bright red bloodstains, staining the ground red, she continued to kowtow as if she didn't notice it.

Little Thumb glanced at her indifferently, unmoved, and continued to smoke the cigar, and the smoke came out of her cold, sexy red lips.

A quarter of an hour later.

After she finished smoking a cigar, Little Thumb stood up from the couch and walked coldly in front of her.

Seeing the little thumb coming over, the body of the stump trembled even more, kowtowed more violently, and did not dare to stop.

There was a palm-sized mass of blood on the ground, her forehead was blurred with blood, and bright red blood dripped down her cheeks along her miserable wounds, dyeing her into a devil, and black hair was messily draped over her head.

Not only did she not notice it, but with the arrival of Little Thumb, she became even more frightened.

Phew!

Suddenly, Little Thumb stretched out his left hand like lightning, grabbed her hair, and pulled her up from the ground, looking at her coldly with cruel, bloodthirsty eyes.

"Your Excellency, spare me!" said the handbroken hand in horror.

"You are still a little useful! I will not kill you for the time being, and I will spare you a dog's life, so that you can make meritorious service for your crimes!" Little Thumb licked his cold red lips and said cruelly.

"Thank you, sir, for not killing!" said the handbroken hand excitedly.

"Don't rush to thank me! it's not over yet!" said Littlethumb, licking his lips and squinting his eyes.

"Your Excellency, please command! Whether it is going up to the knife mountain or going down to the oil pot, the subordinates promise not to frown!" said the remnant hand anxiously.

"I don't want you to go up the knife mountain, and I don't want you to go down the oil pot!" Little Thumb narrowed his eyes.

"My lord, is this true? Do you really forgive your subordinates?" the stump raised his eyebrows, with a hint of joy.

"Eat it!" Little Thumb looked cold, and shoved the cigar butt in his right hand into the mouth of the stump hand.

Facing the cold eyes of the little thumb, the crippled hand glanced at the cigar butt that was gradually burning in horror, the cigarette butt with the length of the index finger, most of which was a piece of white jade, and the front was a piece of tobacco, with a firelight, as thick as a thumb, and it was burning with a raging fire.

"Yes, yes, my lord!" said the handbroken in fear.

Trembling open his mouth, he took the cigar butt stuffed by his little thumb and swallowed it in one gulp.

The cigarette butt just entered her mouth, lying in the soft tongue and the upper half of her lips, the pain from the nerves came to her heart, and she couldn't help but stay in tears!

No matter how painful it was, she didn't dare to make a sound.

"I told you to eat it! bite it and eat it one bite at a time, not to let you hold it, not to make you swallow it!" said Little Thumb indifferently.

"It's my lord!" replied the crippled hand respectfully.

Enduring the burning pain from the nerve at the tip of the tongue, he opened his mouth and bit down on the end of the half cigar......

Nothing was said all night.

This night, Zhang Xianyu slept very soundly and slept until he woke up naturally.

When Zhang Xianyu woke up, it was already three poles in the sun, the curtains were opened, and the warm sunlight outside shone obliquely into the room and sprinkled it in the room.

Zhang Xianyu sat up from the bed, stretched out his arms, stretched his waist, and smiled.

"I slept so well this night!" Zhang Xianyu said with a smile.

"Hey, why am I in bed?" Zhang Xianyu said suspiciously.

Glancing left and right, the futon on the ground was gone, but he was sleeping on the bed, and there was a faint body fragrance of red roses on the bed.

"Could it be that I climbed up by myself after I fell asleep last night?" Zhang Xianyu said suspiciously.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xianyu touched his nose and smiled bitterly.

took out a giant panda, lit it, leaned against the head of the bed, and smoked lightly.

Click!

The door opened, and Concubine Liu, wearing a set of black tights, walked in from the outside, and glanced coldly at Zhang Xianyu, who was leaning on the bed and smoking.

"Get up and eat!" Liu Fei'er said.

"Huh, she can cook?" Zhang Xianyu said suspiciously.

Jumped out of bed, put on big pants, tucked slippers, and walked outside.

"Zhang Xianyu, you bastard! In broad daylight, who told you to be undressed!" In the living room, Concubine Liu snorted.

"My clothes are in the bathroom!" Zhang Xianyu said.

"You, you are shameless!" Liu Fei'er was angry.