A piece of glass shard splashed over and slashed across Xu Xiangbei's neck, Xu Xiangbei's body pressed down violently in pain, and the seven girls let out a confused moan.

Don't look at her usual flattery, pole dancing, and very open appearance, but the girl's most secret place has never been touched by any boy.

And today, although she was wearing clothes, she could still feel Xu Xiangbei's sturdy body and the strong and charming masculine aura on his body, which made her heart feel like a deer, pounding wildly, and her face was red to her neck.

Looking at the seven girls who were panting beautifully, the small lips were red and cute, and he couldn't help but kiss them.

Suddenly Xu Xiangbei kissed his lips, feeling that his lips were warm and thick, Qi Yatou's eyes widened suddenly, and her expression was enjoying and struggling.

Her eyes that were as bright as stars spewed out flames of love, and her fingers pinched Xu Xiangbei's back fiercely, trying to struggle out from under Xu Xiangbei.

But she was afraid that if she tried too hard, Xu Xiangbei would be shot, she didn't dare to struggle, her hands became weaker and weaker, and finally hugged Xu Xiangbei's body tightly.

Outside the table, bullets rained down, debris flew everywhere, and the murderous atmosphere was fierce, but within three feet of the small table, it was warm and romantic Another world.

The two kissed together, forgetting life and death, forgetting time, only the continuous warmth like stormy waves.

I don't know how long it took, bang, a crisp gunshot.

This gunshot is very different from the AK47 of the old man killer, the gunfire of the young man and woman killer.

A smile tugged at the corner of Xu Xiangbei's mouth, and Ah Rong came.

I often see Ah Rong rubbing her Browning pistol, and I don't know how she marks, but after Ah Rong shoots it, the killers' guns are half smaller, and there must be killers who have guns.

One shot kills, it seems that Ah Rong's marksmanship is really good.

Hearing that there was a shooting in the performance hall, Ah Rong knew that the gunman must have come for Xu Xiangbei, so he hurried over.

She shot an old man killer, the bullet hit the center of the eyebrow, and the killer slowly fell down unwillingly.

Rescue came, the killers did not panic, they had been prepared for a long time.

The three of them glanced at each other and conveyed a tacit understanding, and the young male and female killers pointed their guns at the door to prevent Ah Rong from rescuing.

And the other old man killer, fiercely holding an AK47, quietly approached while strafing the table where Xu Xiangbei was hiding, and he planned to change the angle again and bypass the table.

The young men and women were precise in their marksmanship, and the bullets hit the iron door frame, splashing dazzling sparks.