When I looked at this person, he was indeed an African brother, and he had a lot of money, much bigger than mine.

I don't know why the anger in my heart doesn't come to one place.

Since he still wants to fight me, let's go ahead and see who is the best.

And this super nobleman who killed Matt is very stupid, and he is so straight and motionless in front of me, isn't this sending him to death?

Then I'll do what he wants.

I think about it, first let him break out in a cold sweat, and then have a nervous breakdown. Having found the appropriate section to determine these options, I clasped my hands and prepared to watch the play.

This super killer Matt nobleman suddenly sweated all over his body, and there were a lot of pimples on the surface of his body, and then the whole person became a little free, and his mental state was not on point.

He also seems to be aware of the changes in his body, but he may think that his body is not wearing clothes, and he is suffering from a cold.

I also found out his reaction, and I feel that to deal with this kind of tough guy, it is really only the old way to work quickly.

I'm sorry about that.

I casually checked the place of his stomach again, but in two seconds, the expression on the face of the originally menacing man changed again, and then he immediately covered his stomach again, his face turned pale again, and he turned around and went back to the bathroom.

Then there was a flurry of voices and moans. I listened to it again, and suddenly I felt sick. I wanted to get out of the way, but it was a very stressful time and I couldn't walk away.

And so, in this disgusting environment, I held myself back and waited outside for another five minutes.

After that, this African super-killer Matt aristocrat slowly pushed open the door of the toilet, completely lacking the persistence and toughness that came out for the first time. Now he looks soft, his body looks seriously dehydrated, and his lips have become extremely pale.

As if he was terminally ill, he reluctantly held on to the bathroom door, and said slowly while panting,

"Just ...... The one just now...... No, we'll come again. ”

Then he tried to take his hand off the wall and put on a posture that he wanted to fight me, but his hands and feet were completely weak, and even now I could have beaten him with my bare hands.

Again?

Did I hear you right?

Well, I've met your requirements, I've never seen anyone have such a special request.

Alas...... No way, who made me a good person?

So then in the same place on him, I added some more hormones.

A moment later, the voice of pain and weakness and despair came again. I'm a little too lazy to listen.

This African super nobleman who killed Matt had only taken less than half a step out of the bathroom, and now he had retreated.

The door closed in pain.

I didn't want to hear his groans of pain any longer, so I took the key and turned and went out through the gate.

As soon as I went out, I realized that the stupid Shiba Inu hadn't left.

As soon as I opened the door, it actually peeked into the house, as if it was looking for something?

I see, this dog is the one inside that African killer Matt is super expensive. Although a person is a scumbag, he has a good dog.

The dog seemed to have a smart mind, and when he saw me come out, he immediately hid to the side, pretending to be very murderous, but in fact it was very cute, and I didn't feel a little scared at all, but wanted to grab it in my hand and rub it well.

I closed the door of the hall and walked towards the Shiba Inu, but the Shiba Inu deliberately avoided me, I took a step over, it took a step back, I continued to chase it and continued to hide, and then it ran around the line again after a little far away from the big house I rented. I could see its intentions, that the dog was not willing to go far from the house.

At this time, I felt that my physical strength was a little weak, I couldn't even catch up with a dog, and I was still very tired and out of breath.

I had no choice but to give this dog a little "sedative" to make him run slower, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to touch it.

I gave it a little sedative, and sure enough, the stupid Shiba Inu ran very slowly. I walked up to the Shiba Inu, which was much slower than me, and took it in my arms.

I'm not worried that it will bite me now, because it's going to fall asleep now, and all its mental power is to fight with sleepiness, and it doesn't have the heart to care about me.

Right there, I held it, rubbed it there, and played with it.

After playing for a while, I suddenly felt bored again, this kind of dog that is about to fall asleep, there is no such stupid and cheap reaction at all, it is very boring.

It was almost time, and I carried the Shiba Inu into the house.

When I entered the room, I closed the door, and when I turned around, I saw the door of the bathroom wide open, and the African nobleman who killed Matt was lying on the threshold stone between the bathroom and the hall like a dogskin.

I could see that he was desperately trying to move a step outside, but the speed was too slow, and he couldn't exert his strength, and he no longer said the cruel words like before, "It's not just now, let's do it again".

It's really that old saying.

The hero is invincible to the three bubbles.

Originally extremely powerful, I believe that one hand can subdue me to subdue the African Killer Matt, at this moment is like an old man who is nearly nine years old and wants to die.

Seeing that he was about to die, I put the Shiba Inu in my hand on the ground, picked up the hemp rope on one side and stepped forward, ready to tie him up. But halfway through, I felt that this person didn't wear any clothes, and I looked panicked, so I went upstairs, took one of Xiaoxi's big pants and threw it to him, so that he could put it on.

When I came down, I saw that the originally sleepy Shiba Inu was lying on the side of the sofa and barking and licking, and I was very anxious.

When I saw this scene, I suddenly felt bad in my heart, I felt that you people were deeply affectionate, but I became a bad person.

Hehe.

Immediately I was furious and gave the dog another tranquilizer so that its protector would not want to bite me. Pushing the dog aside with his feet, I threw the big pants to this African killer Matt.

"Russ." The African killer suddenly held back his strength and said such a sentence, and his words were full of concern for the dog,

"How am I...... Whatever you want, please ...... Please...... Don't hurt my Russ. ”

I was almost touched by the sincerity of the feelings.

"Hurry up and put your clothes on." I kicked this guy.

Helplessly, he didn't even have the strength to move a little, and it was a very exhausting thing to put his pants on.

I had no choice but to do it myself, dragging the big man's body, and it took me two or three minutes to put his pants on.

Then I used the hemp rope in my hand to trap this big man firmly, I used the method I learned on the Internet, and the tie was very tight, and he couldn't get it by himself.

When I was done, I stood up and stared condescendingly at the nobleman who killed Matt,

"Say it quickly." 10