Chapter Seventy-One: Catch

"Oh my God, you're so strong, your chest is so strong, I like you so much, I can't wait to swallow you now!" The woman is very skillful to take off the blouse of the black-haired young man. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"You're beautiful, but it's all fake, aren't they?" The black-haired young man pinched the woman's chest and said with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "I dropped something." You pick it up for me. ”

The woman stopped breathing, hesitated slightly, looked down and saw that it was a small cloth bag, so she bent down to pick it up and handed it to the black-haired young man: "What the hell is this?" ”

"Specialized in those strange cloth bags." The black-haired young man suddenly smiled at the woman, "Including people like you, aren't they?" ”

"What the hell are you going to say?" The woman suddenly became vigilant, staring at the black-haired young man, her voice became very cold, and her face slowly began to turn blue, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm a businessman." The black-haired young man smiled, and suddenly threw the cloth bag towards the woman, the woman sneered, didn't care about the cloth bag at all, and stretched out her hand to pinch it towards the black-haired young man, as long as she wanted, her hand could crush the hardest stone in the world.

The cloth bag that was still in the air fell, and the black-haired young man snapped his fingers. Suddenly, it turned into a huge cloth bag, covering the woman, and before the woman could scream, she was contained in the cloth bag. Struggles inside, and makes a faint "whine" sound.

The black-haired young man snapped his fingers again, and the cloth bag fell into his hand, like a small cloth bag before it was thrown out. He smiled, took the cloth bag in his hand, put it in his pocket, and pushed open the door to the toilet.

"Hey, man, that chick just now was so hot." While the black-haired young man was washing his hands at the sink, a tall and thin black man next to him smiled at him and said, "She must have been stunned by you, didn't she?" As he spoke, he glanced at the location of the toilet.

There was no movement inside. The black-haired young man winked at him, with a look of you knowing: "Yes, black people are not the only ones who have a physical advantage. As he spoke, he patted the guy on the arm, and then walked away.

The lanky black man craned his neck as the dark-haired young man disappeared into the doorway, blending into the crowd. I hurriedly went back, feeling a little proud, and I picked up a hot girl again today. He excitedly pushed open the door to the toilet, but was immediately dumbfounded.

It was empty and there was nothing.

How can it be? He obviously saw this kid come in with a hot chick. And when he left, he was alone. So...... What about that hot chick? He touched the back of his head and shook his head a little confused, as if he couldn't figure it out.

The black-haired young man walked out of the toilet door, then easily walked through the crowd, pushed the door open, and said to the two strong men who were still watching the door: "I like it very much here, it's really a scumbag paradise." ”

"Man, you've come to the right place, welcome to come back next time. There is a new stimulus every day. The brawny man who had taken the young man's roll of money pointed at him and smiled, "You're right, this is a scumbag's paradise, man, you're going to love it here." ”

The young man wrapped his jacket tightly and soon disappeared into the streets of colorful Los Angeles, and in the middle of nowhere, found one of his vintage cars. A Ford that was more than ten years old, and then, after a roar, disappeared into the night.

On a relatively remote street in Los Angeles, an old-fashioned car slowly stopped. The black-haired young man got out of the car, then went in from the alley, pushed open a rusty iron door, then walked up the stairs to the door of a door, knocked on the door.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man stood at the door, looked at the black-haired young man standing at the door, and nodded. The young man entered, and there were several people in the room sitting on the couch. A middle-aged woman with blond hair that was a little messy and looked a little sluggish. There was also a young girl, eighteen or nineteen years old. His hair is chestnut and his eyes are worried. With a few freckles on her white face, she looks very delicate. There was also a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, but he didn't seem to be lively.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive. Middle-aged people are taller and have a bit of a fat figure. His face was a little unnatural and he nodded at the black-haired young man.

"It's done." The brunette young man also sat down on his own.

The whole family looked over to the dark-haired young man. The young girl had no expression. But the middle-aged man's expression became a little vivid, and the corners of his mouth twitched obviously.

"We want to take a look...... the middle-aged man said to the dark-haired young man, "it's not that we don't distrust, we just want Jack to die, what the hell is that?" ”

"You'd better call him out, I'll let him see." The dark-haired young man nodded at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, stood up, and walked towards a bedroom, but he pushed a wheelchair out, and on the wheelchair sat a young man with a sluggish expression, Mo was about twenty-three or four years old. It looks young, but the whole person is like a skeleton, thin, skinny, and dull eyes.

"Jack, my God, he...... He looked a little worse today. The middle-aged woman rushed over to the thin young man, hugged him, and couldn't help but cry bitterly.

"Don't cry, Kles, pull your mother over. Don't do this. The middle-aged man said to the eighteen- or nineteen-year-old girl, "Oh my God, I've had enough." As he spoke, he scolded with self-pity.

The girl came over, pulled the middle-aged woman over, and sat on the sofa again, the middle-aged woman's tears couldn't help but flow down, and the choked voice made people sound a little heavy.

The black-haired young man walked over, patted the man in the wheelchair lightly, smiled and said, "Jack, listen, I'll let you know what kind of woman you're in love with." I promise, it will be a huge surprise. ”

"No, you don't even understand what she is. She is the best woman in the world. The young man named Jack suddenly seemed to be stimulated, "You really don't understand...... There is no second woman who can match her. If she's willing to look at me, I think I'll just let me die......"

"What the hell!" The middle-aged man shook his head, pinning the last shred of hope on the black-haired young man. Shaking his head at him, "Let's start, if you can get him sober." ”

The black-haired young man motioned for the rest of the group to spread out a little. He took out the small cloth bag from his pocket. Suddenly shook to the ground, and saw a burst of green smoke like something out of the cloth bag, the green smoke made a bend in the air, and suddenly shook a few times, turning into a human appearance.

"My God, it's Xia Li, is it really you? Charlie, I'm Jack—" The young man in the wheelchair suddenly became as excited as if he had been beaten with blood, and shouted loudly at the still smoke-like figure.

It wasn't just him who was stimulated, but everyone in the room. Can't believe it's true. It's like a magical magic show. The woman's face was one full of beauty and seduction.

"She's not your Charlie, she's a ghost!" The black-haired young man couldn't help but sneer, and suddenly the smoke froze, and slowly turned into a person, and he sat down on the floor, his head lowered suddenly, and his hair flew up, and his eyes became blood-red, and his open mouth was full of rotten teeth, and his face was full of black wrinkles like orange peel.

"God—"

The middle-aged man took several steps back, and everyone was frightened. The woman's roar sounded like the sound of a worm being bitten through the ground and squeezing out its juice. It makes people nauseous and retching.

"No, no, Charlie, how can this be?" Jack's eyes widened, and he slowly got up from his wheelchair, for this woman, his body was already extremely weak, but now the beauty who used to be seductive and beautiful has actually become such an abominable and disgusting appearance, how can he accept it?

"Jack—" The middle-aged woman shouted at Jack worriedly.

Jack stretched out his hand and tried to caress the ugly face, and when he saw the beautiful Xia Li's face, he actually turned into this look, and his hands were trembling.