There is no one in the world who tortures himself for no reason, only someone who tortures others for no reason, but people should always be responsible for their mistakes. - Tang Feng.

It was a full half an hour before the clouds and rain first stopped, and old Flender was already tired and sweaty, and the stench made everyone next to him feel a kind of nausea, let alone Xi'er who was pressed under him.

Xi'er was almost suffocated, her face showed a hint of deep disgust, and then she spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, which was definitely an indecent action for women, but it made Xi'er's face feel a little happy.

yes, who wants to sleep with such a disgusting, old and ugly man?

Xi'er sat up, then got out of bed naked, and walked naked to the window, took a cigarette, and began to smoke, regardless of whether anyone saw it or not.

She tilted her head, her red lips gently pressed against the cigarette holder, and then she took a deep puff of cigarette, which lit up, and then spit out very happily.

She held her pointed chin in her hand and looked out the window, her beautiful eyes were in a daze, and she didn't know what Lu Dao was thinking.

Her eyes were full of sadness and remembrance, and there were glittering tears in her eyes, but no one knew what she was thinking.

The strange thing is that she is not afraid of being tired and actually maintains this action for about half an hour, and from time to time she is so innocent that she smirks like a child, her smile is as beautiful and pure as a plum blossom, and from time to time she shows a sad look.

She was crying and laughing, and she really didn't know what Lu Dao was doing.

The light shone obliquely, accentuating her wonderful silhouette.

"Uh-huh~~"

Old Flender also woke up from fatigue at this time, and he secretly complained that he was still old after all, and his health was not good, if it had been ten years ago, hum, I don't know who will take who down?

Then old Flender's gaze climbed up Xi'er's body from the bottom up, from the beautiful and lovely little feet, calves to the smooth and smooth back, the graceful curves, and the pointed buttocks that were cocked, made his heart throb again, as if the old tree was in spring.

Old Flender swallowed with a grunt.

Then he smiled heavily, his eyes spurted yellow yin light, and then Xi'er turned his head and saw the appearance of old Flender, and couldn't help but smile charmingly and gently provoked old Flender's green fingers.

Old Flender's eyes were red again, like a provoked beast about to pounce.

Suddenly, there was a slight movement in the cabinet, and a black shadow came out of it, Xi'er hurriedly subconsciously covered her chest with both hands, and then stared at the man in front of her.

And old Flender was also subconsciously about to pull out the gun, but as soon as his hand was about to touch the gun, a knife with a cold light immediately came to his neck, and the murderous aura of the blade made his neck flow directly red blood.

Old Flender only felt a chill in his neck.

Tang Feng looked at the naked/naked woman in front of him, and with a flick of his fingers, a dark energy burst out from between his fingers and shot towards Xi'er, and then Xi'er only felt that her calf was cut by a sharp knife, and it was like blood.

The dark energy is released, and the strength is like a steel knife, which is Gangqi.

Xi'er was startled by Tang Feng's hand, and looked at Tang Feng blankly, not daring to act rashly, because she was afraid that the next dark energy would fall on her neck, so she didn't dare to move.

Old Flender's hand stayed motionless in the air, and he looked at Tang Feng's face and suddenly felt a little familiar.

Old Flender suddenly thought of something and exclaimed, "You are the Doctor Tang from that day?" ”

Seeing that Old Flender had already recognized himself, Tang Feng showed a smile on his face: "I am the Doctor Tang that day." ”

"Why are you here?" Old Flender asked.

"Why are you here?" Tang Feng asked with a smile.

"I," old Flender began to stumble.

Tang Feng's parting knife gently rubbed Old Flender's neck, leaving a second blood mark, and Tang Feng sneered: "If you don't want to die, it's better to say it." ”

If someone said this to him when he was young, old Flender would definitely not be afraid, but now he is old, and he is no longer the hero he used to be, and his courage has been polished by wine and wealth, so his whole body began to tremble, and he said:

"I'm talking to this lady about business?"

"And this lady?"

"No, no, it's with the boss behind her."

"Who's her boss?"

"Li Donghai!"

"So you're sent by the Angels of Hell?" Tang Feng seemed to have thought of something and asked.

Old Flender looked at Tang Feng with some fear, because he heard the cold killing intent in Tang Feng's tone.

"Ha Luha, I should have guessed that this is the case, who can a woman next to Li Donghai come to meet? Isn't that the leader of a Canadian gang? Tang Feng suddenly muttered to himself.

"Can I go now?" Old Flender's voice trembled a little.

"Nope." Tang Feng looked coldly at Old Flender's wrinkled face and sneered: "I made a mistake and saved the wrong person, so I must solve this mistake with my own hands so that I can rest assured." ”

"You go to die!" Old Flender had already taken out the gun from the bed and raised it, the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Tang Feng, but his fingers could never press the trigger.

Because Tang Feng's knife had already cut off his neck, the dripping blood was spraying out.

Tang Feng looked at the corpse of old Flender coldly, he had no mercy for old Flender's death, but more disdain.

At this time, Tang Feng moved his gaze from old Flender's body to Xi'er's body, and Xi'er was still standing there naked at this time.

But there was no panic in her eyes, but she actually showed charming and provocative eyes that were completely different from the initial fright, and she slowly walked towards Tang Feng.

Tang Feng looked at Xi'er coldly, his gaze was as sharp as a knife on Xi'er's face, but Xi'er still didn't have a trace of panic and continued to walk over.

Tang Feng didn't understand a little, as long as he released his momentum now, even ordinary people who didn't understand martial arts could feel his momentum, but the woman in front of him didn't react at all, what was this for?

The only explanation is that the woman in front of her is not afraid of death at all, as for why is she not afraid of death? But no one knows the way.

Xi'er was walking, her jade feet were moving slowly on the floor, she knew that she was going to die, because she had experienced a lot of wind and rain, she could clearly feel that begging for mercy and flattery for a decisive person like Tang Feng was tantamount to self-destruction, but she was bent on dying.

Some people want to die, but they commit suicide but they don't have the courage, and they commit suicide but they are reluctant to live in this world, so when the crisis of death comes, she will summon up the courage to die.

Xi'er's eyes were full of thoughts of begging for death, coupled with the sparkling tears, and even looked a little pitiful, Tang Feng looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and had an inexplicable emotion for a while.

Men are all pitiful and cherished, Tang Feng sometimes destroys flowers with hot hands, but the woman in front of her makes her unable to do it.

At this time, Tang Feng's ears suddenly moved, he heard an unusual movement in the corridor outside the door, and he knew that the enemy had come.

Tang Feng knew that now was by no means a place to stay for a long time, he glanced at Xi'er, then kicked away the corpse of old Flender, picked up his clothes from the bed, and gently draped them on Xi'er.

Tang Feng's movements were very gentle and clumsy, Tang Feng smiled at Xi'er and jumped out of the window and left.

Xi'er looked at the place where Tang Feng disappeared, she was already stunned, she didn't know what to do, and she didn't know what to say, she stared at the window blankly, and muttered after the half-loud god: "Xie Lu, Xie." ”

Her eyes were still shining with tears, her ice muscles and jade skin, her eyes were hazy with tears, and she looked so moving that she had an alternative sense of beauty.

Her debauchery and debauchery, isn't it because she has unspeakable pain in her heart that she is desperately torturing herself and practicing herself?

There is no one in the world who tortures himself for no reason, only someone who tortures others for no reason.