Chapter 11 This Killer Is Amway

"Did you call us here early in the morning just to hear you whine?" Chu Nanxiong stirred the mung bean soup with a spoon, and his face was extremely impatient. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Deng Huang's smile was a little stiff: "Miss Blood, our house of all things is not a house of complaints. ā€

The blood slammed his upper body over, like Sadako crawling out of the toilet, and said gloomily: "Did I invite you to eat mung bean soup for nothing?" A guy who doesn't want to listen to any grumbling is unlikely to have a big business. ā€

"Besides, everything needs an opening statement, and if I don't talk about my troubles and inner unhappiness first, how can you understand my eagerness to find a partner."

"Year after year, I can't see the end of this single road!"

"Isn't the end a lifetime, it's easy to see." Chu Nanxiong said nonchalantly.

This sentence touched Xuewei's fragile and sensitive nerves, and she said frantically: "I don't admit it!" I resolutely refuse to admit this fact, lonely and old age or something. I don't want it, I want a childhood sweetheart, I want a considerate warm man. ā€

"Childhood sweetheart's words, here's one," the long-lost voice sounded, it sounded so familiar, the blood pupils spread, and he suddenly looked back.

Everywhere you look, an extremely bright knife light suddenly appeared, like lightning tearing through the rain curtain, so conspicuous and beautiful.

Bite! At the last moment, Chu Nanxiong grabbed the silver spoon to block the sharp blade: "Don't pull out dangerous things casually, they will kill people." ā€

The snowy blade reflected the bloody slightly white face, and at the end of the blade, the double ponytail that had asked for directions before stood there.

"Hana-chan!" Blood cried out slightly.

"I can't find you all the time, so I left the familiar land of Europe and the United States and hid in this peaceful Nantai City."

'Hmph, this is really ironic, the woman who was once Satan's number one killer and known as the flower of the overlord actually fell to the point where she couldn't even react with murderous energy. Jin Xuhua slowly withdrew her katana.

The silver spoon clicked and broke, and Chu Nanxiong's eyes were solemn: "You know?" ā€

Xuewei's face became paler and paler, and he said in a trembling voice: "The organization I used to belong to, Satan, the internationally famous killer group, has their employers all over the world. One of the most outstanding assassinations was the president of the United States, whose style was so crazy that the elite did not dare to hire them at will. ā€

"Why are you here? And who called you? ā€

A smile appeared on the corner of Jin Xuhua's lips: "The traitor is not qualified to ask me questions, if you want to know the answer, why don't you join the organization again?" Satan will surely forgive you. ā€

Blood clenched his fists slightly: "I refuse, I don't want to live the same life as before." ā€

"Haha, such a joke is so funny." Jin Xuhua laughed, and immediately, she stopped smiling, and her face was gloomy: "Is the blood-stained past so easy to be abandoned?" Wake up, Blood, with your blood-stained hands, you can't embrace any happiness, and the proof is that you're still single!! ā€

"Ahh Blood slammed her head on the table to vent her inner pain.

Seeing this, the waiter at the dessert shop exclaimed, "Guest, do you have anything to do?" ā€

"Calm down, Xuewei, you are a beautiful woman, you will definitely find a good husband, don't listen to this double ponytail guy nonsense!" Chu Nanxiong hurriedly grabbed her shoulders and comforted her.

Blood raised his head slightly and sobbed, "Really? ā€

"Of course it's fake, hey, your name is Chu Nanxiong, are you willing to marry this woman?" Jin Xuhua questioned him.

Chu Nanxiong's face stiffened, and he hesitated a little: "No, this is an exception, I am not a good man, and there is a gap in age." ā€

Jin Xuhua shouted: "Look, if you don't join us, the rest of your life will be like this." As you grow up, the right men are younger than you, and the right men already have a partner. Come on! Return to Satan, and countless beautiful men will pounce on you! ā€

"You're talking about the killer group? It feels like it's a different kind of organization. Deng Huang couldn't hide the shock in his heart, this was clearly Amway Group.

Xuewei tried hard to strangle the little demon in his heart, raised his head and said, "I'm sorry, Hana-chan, I'd rather be a useless woman who dies alone than live my old life again." ā€

"Yes, it seems that I need to let you experience it again, the taste of blood, to remind you of the old days." Jin Xuhua's face quickly darkened, her left foot moved back, her upper body leaned forward slightly, and her right hand held the handle of the knife.

It is said that when you practice to Dacheng, you can pull out lightning speed, but unfortunately, no one has been able to practice to any point so far.

Jin Xuhua's sword drawing technique is only six times the speed of sound.

"Stop!" Blood screamed.

At 7:40, an ambulance drove up to the front of the Paradise Dessert Shop, and when the ambulance personnel got out of the car, they were all shocked.

In the dessert shop in ruins, customers gather around to take pictures, the owner is crying to death, and the waiter is comforting. And in the middle of the ruins, on top of a crumbling wall, a figure covered in blood lay there.

There was a pale-faced woman on the side, crying: "I told you to stop, why don't you listen to advice, Hua-chan, you stupid." ā€

Jin Xuhua was speechless, thirty-four bones were broken, his left and right hands were completely scrapped, and his katana was broken into several pieces not far in front of him.

Seeing this tragic situation, Deng Huang turned his head and said, "Nanxiong, you are too ruthless, do you want to kill a woman?" ā€

"Look, don't you see the wound on my shoulder? If I had kept my hand, she would have cut my major arteries and bleed to death. Chu Nanxiong complained dissatisfiedly, he was right, he looked at the blood and face, and he didn't be ruthless at first.

This action indirectly caused him to have large and small wounds all over his body, even though they were all scratched wounds, which were enough to make him angry.

As soon as he became angry, the consequence was that the dessert shop was blown up, and Jin Xuhua's life hung by a thread.

Blood turned his head slightly: "If Hua-chan has anything, I will definitely not let you go." ā€

Chu Nanxiong was shocked: "Hey, can you be reasonable, I am obviously helping you repel the evil character, why do you make me look like a villain?" ā€

Deng Huang spitted: "The guy who can beat a woman will never be able to become Yinsang." ā€

"Stupid, Yinsang doesn't hit women, provided that woman is a companion. Haven't you read the last part of Yoshihara-yan? Yinsang will slash down the enemy, even a woman. Chu Nanxiong tried to defend himself.

The angel in white who came down from the ambulance asked, "Your injuries are not light, let's go to the hospital together." ā€

Chu Nanxiong shook his head: "Don't, the place I hate the most is the hospital, besides, people are not so easily fragile, and an injury like this can be recovered by applying some saliva." ā€