Chapter 191: Young Master Yan's String of Sugar Gourds
Over there, the old man was still struggling with what Yan Tao looked like.
Young Master Yan returned to the hotel room with leisurely steps.
When she opened the door with the key card, she paused, and her peach blossom eyes were slowly raised, and the cool light in the corridor fell on her eyebrows.
It exudes rippling coldness.
"Smack." With a thud, the door opened.
Yan Tao raised his legs, walked into the room, closed the door with his backhand, and his obsidian-like peach blossom eyes swept around, and there was a trace of danger in his eyes.
She sighed, her slender legs wrapped in black pants, and she looked more and more slender as a teenager, and her temperament was as clear and cold as mint.
The young man put one hand in his pocket, his cold lips opened slightly, and some ethereal tones resounded in the empty room, "Money is a good thing, provided that it ...... You can earn it! ”
Her voice turned cold and cold, and the cold breath of the evil girl appeared from the young man's handsome face like a demon, she raised her leg suddenly, and kicked the sofa in front of her more than ten meters with angry force.
I heard a scream, and the heavy sofa slammed the vase to pieces, and the hidden killer was dragged to the wall by the huge force before he could be dispatched, and he was hit hard in the stomach!
He was the worst, and the rest of the killers jumped out at the same time at the moment when the teenager made his move!
The murderous spirit is soaring, and it is close to the door of Yan Tao.
There were six of them, all with pistols in their hands.
Yan Tao lowered her head slightly, and the light reflected her side face pale, with the strange and cold peach blossom eyes, showing a bit of morbid beauty.
However, this beauty is far more ferocious than the killers imagined.
Her fingers hung at her side hooked, and the killers' ears moved, as if they heard the wind blowing.
My mind moved, and I looked at it again...... What about people?
"Here's it."
Young Master Yan turned over beautifully, raised his feet - kicked!
Straight in the back!
The killer's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, followed by a simultaneous vibration of his internal organs, and he fell to the ground with a bang.
Young Master Yan solved one, turned around again, and this time she didn't make a move.
With a smile on their eyebrows, they leaned back, turned sideways, and rotated, and each dodge action was extremely chic and beautiful, and the killers were shocked to find that their attacks had fallen on their own people.
Six to four!
The remaining two, glancing at each other, were silent on the left and shot coldly.
With a muffled sound of a silencer, the boy raised his arm carelessly, and the killers were horrified to find that the speed of the bullet was slowly decreasing, and finally it actually stopped in mid-air!
The killers who fell to the ground were stunned and opened their mouths wide.
They looked at the boy and pinched the bullet as easily as if he were pinching the petals of a flower.
After pinching it, he hooked his lips at them, revealing a smile that was enough to turn everyone upside down.
The hearts of the killers trembled: Mom, I'm scared...... Woo woo, I'm going to cry with fear.
Is this still human?
Who can tell them!
Why is a D-class mission so scary?
What about sincerity and not deceiving each other?
Friend, you are so powerful, did your parents make it?
A minute later.
The killers were strung into sugar gourds, with their hands raised above their heads, and obediently squatted on the ground, like kindergarten children, and their movements were very consistent.
Except, the bruises on their faces.
Young Master Yan casually hung the rope on the hanger, took out a bottle of ice Coke from the refrigerator, took a few sips and sat on the sofa, and tapped his fingers on the table, "Say it." ”