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"Who sent me? Killers have a work ethic, Mr. Smith, you should know that, right? ”

Ling Wuyi still leaned against the door and answered Uncle Smith's words unhurriedly.

She was so unhurried, but she wasn't leaving a chance for those bodyguards outside.

She knew that the room was really as Uncle Smith had said, and that no one could hear the sound in the room unless it was an explosion.

Normally, if Uncle Smith was in this room, he would stay for hours at a time.

This old uncle, xing abused so many poor girls, so she let him enjoy the feeling of being abused to death......

Killer?!

Uncle Smith looked at Ling Wuyi in surprise, such a little Lori is still a killer!

I want to call for help, but the sound insulation function of the room is strong, and there is no communication equipment in it.

In order to prevent little Lori from escaping, there are not even windows in this room.

The only way out is the door!

But at the door of the room, there was Ling Wuyi......

Uncle Smith began to think about it, is Ling Wuyi's lethality great?

Now no matter what, he'll have to find a way to get out!

At the same time that Ling Wuyi stood up straight, Uncle Smith also waved his whip towards Ling Wuyi-

Ling Wuyi dodged sideways, and the whip hit the door panel with a crisp sound.

Besides, that sound is pretty good......

Sharon: [Frightened face] Little 55, are you also perverted?!

Ling Wuyi: [Ruthless Face] ......

Without waiting for Uncle Smith to react, Ling Wuyi kicked Uncle Smith's wrist with the whip.

Uncle Smith was in pain, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the whip was about to hit the ground.

Ling Wuyi picked her toes - the whip that almost landed on the ground reached her hand.

"Smack-"

"Ahh

"What does it feel like to be whipped?" Ling Wuyi looked at Uncle Smith, who was beaten to the ground with a whip.

"You ......"

Ling Wuyi didn't give Smith a chance to speak, and directly whipped his upper body-

"Smack-"

"Ahh

"Smack-"

"Ah...... No...... Don't hit ...... anymore."

"Smack-"

……

After about ten minutes of pumping, Uncle Smith curled up on the ground, and he didn't even have the strength to moan.

Ling Wuyi's strength was definitely not deliberately restrained, and he was even more ruthless.

During the whole process, Uncle Smith begged for mercy and made cruel words, and even said that he would give Ling Wuyi more money than his employer.

Ling Wuyi didn't answer, just pouted disdainfully.

For Mao, every time these people's lines are used, they are almost the same?! Can't it be a little new?

Look at Uncle Smith curled up on the ground, his shirt and suit pants have been torn by her whip, covered in red blood, and he looks dying.

"I ...... I'll give you the money......" Uncle Smith was still thinking about giving Qian Lingwu and asking her to let him go. At this time, he was already a little speechless.

Ling Wuyi tossed the whip aside, bent down slightly, and kicked Uncle Smith in the jaw.

"It's impossible to let you go. You should think about how you can beg me to give you a good time. ”

Ling Wuyi smiled, and her delicate face was sunny, which was in stark contrast to the bloody Uncle Smith under her feet.

"No...... Please......"

Ignoring Uncle Smith's pleas, Ling Wu walked to the shelf where the tools were placed and selected the tools.

Taking advantage of Ling Wuyi's lack of attention to him, Uncle Smith's eyes were fierce, and he struggled to get up from the ground, and also picked up the whip that Ling Wuyi threw on the ground.

He holds the handle of the whip in one hand and tauts the end of the whip with the other.

He staggered towards Ling Wuyi, who had her back to him, trying to strangle her neck with a whip.

One-step...... Two-step ...... Three-step ......

When he was still half a meter away from Ling Wuyi, Uncle Smith raised his hand-

At the moment when Uncle Smith saw hope, Ling Wuyi kicked Uncle Smith directly in the chin with a roundabout kick, kicking him two meters away.

Smiled helplessly and shook his head: "I said that you can't wait for me to use these tools to serve you?" Good ~ Don't worry, I'll let you ...... slowly Bleeding too much and dying! ”

As a killer, first of all, hearing is very important.

Uncle Smith is a person whose force value is basically scum, not to mention, he was also injured.

If Ling Wuyi couldn't even notice anyone approaching her like that, would she still be worthy of being a killer?

In fact, Ling Wuyi is really glad that every time she enters the host body, she can not only have the memory of the host, but also inherit all aspects of the host's abilities.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult for her to encounter a parasitic of this identity!

Ling Wuyi had two barbed hooks in her hands, and she didn't know what to do with them, so she simply used them to beat Uncle Smith.

An hour later, Ling Wuyi stabbed Uncle Smith's throat with a dagger, sending Uncle Smith, who had been tortured beyond recognition, to the western sky.

After doing a few stretches, Ling Wuyi yawned.

"Hmm~ It turns out that torturing people is also a kind of body lì life~"

He glanced down at Uncle Smith, who was breathless, and shook his head.

Tsk~ I didn't expect wow, she was so heavy!

While admiring his results, he removed the two ponytails on his head that were already messy.

rubbed it on his head and tore his skirt a little more.

Stained some blood on Uncle Smith and smeared it on his dress.

Feeling that it was almost over, Ling Wuyi tilted her head: "Mr. Smith, it's broken!" ”

After adjusting her state, Ling Wuyi opened the door and ran out in a panic.

After a while, all the bodyguards in the manor gathered around.

Ling Wuyi's body trembled and shouted, "Mr. Smith, he'...... He ......"

The vague words made the bodyguards ignore Ling Wuyi, and all of them rushed to the room to see Uncle Smith.

Ling Wuyi hooked her lips and walked quickly to the parking place.

There were also a few driver bodyguards in suits standing next to the car, and when they saw Ling Wuyi coming, before they could react, they were stunned by Ling Wuyi's hand knife.

Looking at the driver who fell to the ground, Ling Wuyi bent down to get the car keys, and muttered: "Cut~ It's really useless to return the bodyguards of the state dignitaries~"

Flipping the car key in his hand, Ling Wuyi didn't waste time, quickly got into the car, and then drove the car to the fastest speed and flew out of the manor.

When those bodyguards saw Uncle Smith lying in a pool of blood, they reacted to catch the murderer.

It's a pity that when they go out, where is there still the shadow of Ling Wuyi!

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