"Look, what are you looking at, look?"

After Yue Zitong blurted out this sentence, he instinctively looked down.

Then he froze.

Your sister, it turns out that I have already landed.

Ah, ah, I'm not alive anymore.

How could I be so stupid?

Obviously he has landed, and he still holds the dead perverted dog's leg and doesn't let go, and he is out of the limelight.

No, it's out of the West.

It's no wonder that the dead pervert called me a coward.

Depend on.

You're the coward.

Your whole family is cowardly.

Your eighteenth generation ancestors are all cowards - Yue Zitong scolded in his heart, finally let go of the dog's leg, sat on the stone, and patted his chest with his right hand: "Very good, very good, I am not dead." ”

Yang Xiao asked angrily: "Are you scared to pee?" ”

"Cut, I—I'm as unbearable as you say?"

Yue Zitong sneered lightly, and when he retorted sharply, a flush appeared on his pale face.

But then I was relieved.

Yue Zitong felt that although she was the most elite agent of Huaxia Guoan, she was essentially a weak woman who loved peace.

What weak woman can still remain calm when she falls from a cliff hundreds of meters high?

Scared to pee - just a normal physiological reaction.

I wasn't scared to death directly, I was scared unconscious, this is something to be proud of.

The hateful dead pervert Yang Xiao, why did she deliberately ignore what she should be most proud of, but instead pay attention to her normal physiological reactions?

After appreciating Yue Zitong's embarrassment, Yang Xiao was secretly a dragon face and was in a good mood.

When she was in a good mood, Yang Xiao didn't bother to tease her anymore, and when she reached out and took out a small porcelain vase from her clothes, she said, "Stand up." ”

"I—I'm not going to stand up."

Yue Zitong is very stubborn and has a lot of backbone.

The heroism of treating death as if it were home is very admirable.

Of course, if she still had the strength to stand up on her legs, she probably wouldn't have said that.

Others are standing, and the way she sits is talking is really not used to Aunt Yue.

No matter how you say it, you will feel that you are not confident enough, right?

Glancing at her long legs, which were still trembling slightly, Yang Xiao smiled disdainfully and stepped down the stone.

In this way, the height of the two is about the same.

"Y-What are you holding?"

After finally being able to look at the other party at eye level, Yue Zitong found that Yang Xiao was holding a small porcelain bottle in his hand.

"The kind of medicine that heals and makes you feel very comfortable, very comfortable."

Yang Xiao smiled and threw down the small porcelain bottle in his hand.

Her smile looked so evil in the moonlight.

It's a lewd laugh.

That kind of medicine, it's very comfortable, it's very comfortable.

Can make a woman very comfortable, very comfortable feeling, what else can be called very comfortable, very comfortable?

Looking at Yang Xiao with a lewd smile on his face, Yue Zitong was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought of a reality that should not be ignored by her.

Yang Xiao is a man.

As for her, she is a beautiful bubble and a beautiful woman who feels bad sexually.

At this moment, here and here, their handsome guys and beautiful girls are alone, if they don't do something to make Yue Zitong feel very comfortable and comfortable, wouldn't it be a good night under the bright moon?

And more importantly, it seems that Yue Zitong has almost no room to fight back in front of Yang Xiao, except that he is very comfortable passively.

Escape!

This word rose in Yue Zitong's mind.

As soon as she saw that something was wrong, she ran away with oil on the soles of her feet, this is the eight-character mantra policy that Yue Zitong set for her after Helan Fusu racked her brains when she was in Guoan.

Although this eight-character mantra is detrimental to Yue Zitong's majestic image, it is very different from his unyielding character of preferring to die.

But in order to keep this innocent body for his little nephew, Yue Zitong decided!

She has to throw away all her face, and she must be worthy of Li Nannan.

Word.

No, I think I want to do it.

I don't know where the strength came from, Yue Zitong turned over and got up, turned around and ran.

Her reaction speed was already very fast, so fast that she was surprised and proud.

But why, Yang Xiao's ghost claws are faster!

As soon as Yue Zitong turned over and crawled over, his right shoulder was caught.

"Let go of me, you bastard!"

Yue Zitong was shocked, and in the scream, his right foot fell backwards and slammed it away.

between Yang Xiao's legs.

This trick has a name, called the scorpion tail swing.

It was Helan Fusu who racked his brains - it was tailor-made for Yue Zitong.

In the six years she was an agent, at least eighteen or more men fell to her trick.

Of course, it was all on the training ground.

Moreover, the way the bastards who were kicked by her, screaming and clutching their crotches and shriveling to the ground, also have a lot of acting component.

But what is there about it?

This scorpion tail swing is Yue Zitong's killer feature.

A life-saving trick.

As soon as the trick comes out, who can fall silently - except for Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao, a bastard, actually used his legs to clamp Yue Zitong's right foot that was lifted backwards.

No matter how desperately she struggles, it won't help.

The current posture of the two of them is simply too ambiguous.

Yue Zitong was ashamed to death, screaming, turning around and swinging his fist.

She wants to beat this evil face into a rotten watermelon!

This is her good wish at this moment, and she is trying to do it.

It's just that there are always things in the world that no matter how hard you try, you can't achieve them.

Yue Zitong delusionally punched Yang Xiao's face into a rotten watermelon, which was one of them.

Yang Xiao just tilted his head very casually, and dodged her sharp fist.

This did not surprise Yue Zitong-

She also has a back-up move.

As soon as the right fist is released, it immediately turns into a claw.

Sharp claws!

The long fingernails slashed viciously towards the left side of Yang Xiao's face.

Since he couldn't hit, then cutting through this hateful handsome face could also make Yue Zitong vent some evil anger.

But Yue Zitong's wishful thinking is destined to fail.

As soon as the five claws of her right hand opened, Yang Xiao shook her head violently.

The silver-white hair, like a whip, slammed on the back of Yue Zitong's hand.

Actually, there were fine blood marks on it.

Under the severe pain on the back of his hand, Yue Zitong could not care about digging people's faces, but he could only scream in pain: "Ah! ”

Before the cry fell, a cracking sound sounded.

But it was Yang Xiao who tore the clothes on Yue Zitong's left shoulder.

The snow-white and fragrant entire left shoulder, as well as most of the full left breast, were exposed to the moonlight, in the air, and Yang Xiao's sight.

With a bang, without waiting for Yue Zitong to react again, Yang Xiao's right hand was eaten, his middle two fingers, and his fingers were like a cone, and he hit her left rib.

Immediately, Yue Zitong was as if he had been electrocuted by a super strong current, his whole body was numb, and he couldn't exert any strength anymore.

I can't even move my tongue.

Only watched the demon Yang Xiao, hugged her slender waist, and put her on the stone.

He's going to force a woman to me.

Yue Zitong said silently in his heart: "What should I do? ”

She didn't have any choice but to watch the demon, slowly lowered her head with a lewd smile on her face, sniffed deeply on her chest, and then closed her eyes and looked up, and said, "Good—it stinks." ”

You stink.

Your whole family, Yue Zitong, wanted to scold her wonderful "trilogy" in her heart.

But only halfway through the scolding, I lost interest in scolding.

Can swearing change the cruel reality that is about to happen?

No.

Since scolding is useless, why does Yue Zitong still scold people?

Do you really think that scolding, without force, without wasting brain cells?

"What should I do?

All right.

Since you can't resist, let's enjoy it with your eyes closed.

Odd.

This scene seems familiar.

Well.

I remember.

When I was fucked by that bastard pretending to be a zombie for a strong girl on the night of my scumbag Li's scum, I also had this thought.

It's just that this time was completely different from this time.

That time, I was lucky not to lose it to others.

Tonight, I'm going to be sorry for my little nephew. ”

Finding that Yue Zitong, who had resisted ineffectively, simply closed his eyes and used this cranky way to ignore the impending doom, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

I couldn't help it, let her scream again, and say, Ah!

Then, she opened her eyes.

She wanted to see how Yang Xiao Demon tortured her.

Demon, shouldn't you pull out her pants and follow the example of Li scum to carry her long legs?

Why, interested in that cute little bullet hole in her left shoulder?

Demons are demons.

It's completely inconsistent with normal people's thinking.

Especially when Yue Zitong opened his eyes, he saw Yang Xiao casually wipe the blood stains from the wound with the corner of her clothes, and then poured the white powder in the small porcelain bottle on the wound, this feeling became even stronger.

Immediately afterward, she enjoyed the feeling that the demon had just said, so comfortable, so comfortable.

An indescribable sense of coolness came from the burning wound.

All the pain caused by the wound is relieved by this coolness.

It seems to be like a spring breeze overnight, and thousands of trees and pear blossoms are blooming.

"It turns out that the devil is healing me.

He made it look like he was going to force a woman to me, just to scare me.

Hmph, do you think that if you please me, I will have a crush on you?

Dream.

Unless, you squat down with your head in your hands and let me smash it with a stick, then I will feel more comfortable.

But—but, what kind of medicine does this bastard use?

So comfortable, so in charge.

I could hear the wound say, I'm almost healed, I'm almost healed.

It's amazing.

It seems that in the future, I will have to find a way to deceive this drug and develop it in large quantities.

At that time, you can't get cramps without counting the money. ”

Yue Zitong is worthy of being a shopping mall elite who has worked in the company, and as soon as his mentality changed, he began to think about how to deceive Yang Xiao's healing elixir secret recipe.

"How does it feel?"

Yang Xiao stretched out his hand, pulled up the clothes for Yue Zitong, covered the little half of her delicate body, and then hit her under her ribs again.

Yue Zitong seemed to be high and tide, and he slammed into a spirit.

The body can be moved.

Yang Xiao's eyes were full of her desire to be able to boast about a certain medicine.

"Cut, it's not very good, at best it's a general newspaper."

It was completely instinctive, Yue Zitong immediately pouted and said after he could speak.

Yang Xiao's face immediately changed.

The eyes are also extremely cold.

Yue Zitong's heart trembled, and he regretted: "Damn, I obviously see that he wants me to make a big fuss, why do you still say that?" It's really cheap, underdrawn! ”

Yue Zitong, who was remorseful in his heart, reacted quite quickly: "However, it is more than ten times stronger than those medicines sold in all pharmacies, no, it is hundreds, it is ten million times." Only, it's not as good as the medicine I know. ”

"Oh? Which medicine is it? ”

Yang Xiao was stunned and immediately asked.

A person who loves wine as much as his life is an alcoholic.

People who love flowers and can't extricate themselves are.

Yang Xiao, who loves to make these medicines by himself, may be a medicine addict.

It's like a drunkard who heard that there is fine wine somewhere, even if he sells his wife, he has to try it in exchange, Yang Xiao, a medicine idiot, is listening to Yue Zitong say that there is another medicine that is even more powerful than what she has made, can you not be interested?

Poor Yue Zitong, how do you know what other medicine can compare to Yang Xiao's?

She's just talking nonsense, okay?