In contrast, "John. Wayne's candor is even more surprising.

"Well, I think I've done a whole bunch of wrong things with Thor alone."

Su Pan patted him on the back: "As a villain who is always open-mouthed and offends others, let me tell you, nothing is irreparable." ”

"But I even scolded Ye Jingshu into it."

"That's a big deal."

"And his personal emotional life."

"That's going too far."

"yes, that's shit."

"Why?"

"Because I ......"

Because like a fool, he tried to devalue the happiness that Shen Zixin had worked so hard to maintain for the past two centuries. In fact, Shen Zixin is not only worthy of the title of the fighter of the Moon Society, but also can carefully care for the loyal, strong and loving relationship with his beloved woman. Shen Zixin was the only one in the monthly meeting to do this.

Xiao Lingyun thought of Yan Xiaojing. His mind conjured up to the image of her walking up to him, begging him to stay.

God, he couldn't wait to go home and see her lying in his bed. Not to possess her, but to be able to sleep next to her, so that you can get real peace. Just want to know if she's safe by her side, that's all.

Oh, damn it. He had a strong premonition that he would revolve around this woman for a long time to come.

"Because of what?" Su Pan asked.

Xiao Lingyun's nose shrugged slightly, and a sweet smell like baby powder wafted in the wind.

"Prepare the welcoming rug, it's time to pick up guests." He said as he pulled back his jacket.

"How many?" Su Pan turned around and asked.

The silence of the night was shattered, dead branches were trampled on, and the rustle of the leaves was coming closer and louder.

"There are at least three of them."

"Huh? Ha! ”

A couple of servant eaters walked through the glade and headed straight for them. They shouted unguardedly until one of them stopped. And the two guys also stood still and stopped talking.

"Good evening, little ones." Su Pan revealed his identity and walked leisurely to the open area of the woods.

Seeing this, the servants and eaters took out their knives one after another, made a fighting gesture, and surrounded him. Taking advantage of this hope, Xiao Lingyun bowed down and slowly approached from the periphery, lurking at the edge of the woods. Then he swooped out of the shadows and fought. He tore one of the servant eaters to the ground and slashed his throat with a dagger, but it didn't kill him in the first place. Su Pan confronted two servant eaters at once, and behind him stood a third servant eater, carrying a metal bat, ready to sneak up on his head.

Xiao Lingyun threw the one among the servant ghosts who looked like the talented Japanese professional baseball player Shohei Ohtani from behind, and stabbed him in the throat, and blood splattered immediately. His cries of struggle quickly dissipated into the air like foam. Xiao Lingyun looked around, guarding against the appearance of more servant eaters, and confirmed if his brother needed help.

Su Pan coped well here.

Even with Xiao Lingyun's poor eyesight, it can be seen that Su Pan in battle is the embodiment of strength and beauty. Every punch, every kick, every swift step was full of strength and tenacity, as agile as a beast. He was a master of hand-to-hand combat. Again and again, the servants fell to the ground, and the time to get back up and go to war dragged on longer and longer.

Xiao Lingyun walked back to the first servant ghost, knelt down on one knee, searched his pockets, and took out everything that could prove his identity. The servant eater writhed uncooperatively, trying to continue to resist. He raised his knife and was about to plunge into the heart of the servant eater, but suddenly he heard a gunshot.

"So, Charunwang, will you stay here tonight until I get off work?"

At this time, Abby was smiling and pouring another glass of tequila for Charunwang.

"Maybe." He wasn't ready to stay. However, maybe after a few more glasses of wine, he will change his ways. However, the premise is whether he can still function fully when he is drunk.

Abby circled to the left and winked at the other man through him, the skin on his chest looming.

It's a good idea to find yourself a spare tire at all times.

Chalunwang's mobile phone vibrated around his waist, and he hurriedly grabbed it: "Hey? ”

"We've found another corpse of a warbler," said Sunventana, "and I'm guessing you might want to know about it." ”

"Where?" He jumped off the bar stool, as if ready to go to the scene, and then sat back in his seat in a huff.

"Between Decree Street and Fifth Avenue. But don't come here. Where are you now? ”

"Old place, bar."

"Wait for me for 10 minutes?"

"I'll wait for you."

Annoyed, Charunwang pushed the tequila away.

Is this what happened to him, getting drunk every night? Maybe then you become a private investigator or a security guard, and then be fired for dereliction of duty? Living alone in that two-bedroom apartment, drinking until cirrhosis?

He's never been a man with a plan, but maybe it's time to book one for himself.

"You don't like this drink?" Abby's plump part pressed against her glass and asked.

Reflexively, he reached out and grabbed the annoying cup, raised it to his lips and drank it down.

"That's the real man."

However, as she was about to continue pouring the wine, Chalunwang covered the rim of the glass with his hand and said, "I think that's all for this evening." ”

"Okay." Looking at Charunwang, who shook her head, she smiled and said, "You know where to look for me. ”

yes, of course he does.

Songwentana spent much more than 10 minutes on the road. After waiting for half an hour, Charunwang saw the detective squeeze through the crowd of drinkers and walk towards the bar, like a grim reaper in civilian clothes.

"Do we know her?" Before Songwentana could sit down, Charunwang asked.

"It's Big Daddy's again. It's called Rizzoli, also known as 'Caramel'. ”

"The same modus operandi?"

Songwentana directly asked for a glass of vodka: "Yes. His throat was slit, and blood was pouring all over the floor. There is some residue on the lips, as if he had foamed at the mouth before his death. ”

"Falling in the sea?"

"Maybe. Tomorrow the coroner will do the autopsy as soon as possible. ”

"What did you find on site?"

"A dart is the kind of anesthetic that is usually used on animals, and we have also analyzed it." Songwen Tana tilted his head and drained the vodka in the glass, "I heard that the big daddy is already angry, and he is planning revenge." ”