What Sister Sang just talked about was ...... Small...... Boyfriend?

Huang Mao looked at Yan Han in astonishment, and Yan Han was also confused.

The system raised his voice and said, "Little sister host, the little brother of the mission is not a little boyfriend. ”

Tan Sang's eyes were very lazy, and he complained lightly in his heart, "That Yuchuan is only fifteen, isn't it small?" What's more, he's a man, but not a boyfriend? ”

Systematic stroke.

Host, whatever you say is what you say.

Night slowly falls, and the sky is overcast, rolling and rolling all over the sky.

"Sister Sang, are you sure your little boyfriend is here?" Lin Feng couldn't believe it when he looked at this depressed and dilapidated house.

He thinks that the person he likes Sister Sang should be the best in this world, how can it be in this place where birds don't?

"Shh Tan Sang's slender fingers were placed on his lips, and one finger was gently cocked, which was very beautiful.

"Here we are." The corners of her good-looking lips are gently hooked, and she is indescribably bewitching.

Following Tan Sang's gaze, a black nanny car drove by and entered a small road.

"Here comes the gun." She lowered her voice.

Yan Han handed over the golden foreign gun, and her bright peach blossom eyes seemed to be careless, but there was a faint sense of coldness in the depths of those eyes.

A faint sentence spit out between her red lips, "You two stay in the car, don't make a move." ”

The two had to go back to the car, after all, the temper of their boss was not something ordinary people could have.

It's better to be obedient.

Wasteland.

The man grabbed the boy's clothes and threw him out of the car, and the boy took advantage of the situation and bit the man's hand, the crimson in his eyes didn't seem to break his teeth, and he wouldn't let go.

The man tightly shackled the young man's slender neck with his other hand, and soon the young man's white face rose to red, and he slowly loosened his teeth.

The man cursed in a low voice, "Dead cub! "Bang" hit him, the man's hand was very strong, and the boy felt tinnitus for a moment, as if the world was quiet.

"Dead cub, Lao Tzu originally wanted to accumulate some virtue and give you a good time, since you don't know what to do, Lao Tzu will let you try ......it now," he kicked the young man hard.

The man took out an axe and a knife from the car, and the man pulled out a smile in the dim night, which was treacherous and made people's scalp tingle.

Little by little, I got closer to him.

The boy seemed to know his intentions, and stepped back little by little, until he was against a mound of earthen walls behind him.

His face was pale, his hair was wet, his bangs were wet and sticking to his forehead, his lips were dry and peeling, and he stared warily at the man in front of him, his body very stiff and tense.

The system chirped in her head, "Miss Host! Mission: Little Brother is going to die!! ”

Tan Sang's good-looking eyes were full of impatience.

Bother~

I really want to throw it out, chop it up and feed it to the dogs.

Tan Sang endured his impatience and looked at Yuchuan's eyes.

The boy was thin, his eyes were red, and he was cruel and helpless, like a wolf cub cornered.

"Huh! Which one to cut first? The man watched the boy curl up as he struggled, his delicate white ankles bursting out, the smile in the man's eyes deepened, and he swung the axe in his hand......

"Stain~", the girl's mocking voice came into their ears.

The man turned around, but he was just a girl...... It's just a good-looking and excessive girl, a rich girl, and I'll clean her up and blackmail her fiercely.

For the rest of his life, he won't have to be hired to kill people now.

Don't worry about being hunted down, don't worry about being killed.

There are both women to play and money to spend......

Thinking like this, the man's gaze is no longer normal.

In the purple-clothed figure suddenly appeared in Yu Chuan's eyes.

He paused, lowered his eyes, and looked back.

It's just a girl dressed in luxury, and it's hard to tell the age in the dim light and in the makeup room.

The slightly curly hair was draped over the shoulders, hiding the delicate face.

The corners of the girl's slender eyes were slightly raised, and her eyes were blurry and tired.

Judging by the way she looked, she might have come here by accident, her family might come to her rescue soon, or maybe she wouldn't have suffered.

Yu Chuan thought of this without arousing a faint smile, he really felt that he was sick, did the girl have anything to do with me?

Maybe to die, compassion overflowing?

"Hey." She turned her face slightly.

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I saw someone ask if it would be abused, so I'll explain it here.

There is sweetness and abuse.

But I've always believed that I'm a sweet writer.

About updates: about 10 days, after that there are two chapters a day.

About the reward: Three or five teenagers, the prison month plus my trumpet QQ1453650671.