Chapter 51: The Killer Widow Little Ah Qiao

The female killer's eyes were like silk, and her red lips teased Chen Lang lightly.

"Little brother, apart from the realm, what else do you see?"

Chen Lang sniffed and said seriously: "I can also see that you are dying!" ”

"Hehe, do you think you have the ability to kill me beyond the ranks?" The female killer smiled charmingly.

"There should be!" Chen Lang was stunned and added, "However, it is you who killed you, and you don't need me to do it!" I don't understand, people like you want to die as soon as possible, why do you have to pull me on my back when you die? ”

"Because of loneliness! Take you on the road and die with me! The female killer had a bewitching smile on the corner of her mouth, "My name is Ah Qiao, little brother, what's your name?" ”

Hearing this, Chen Lang's scalp suddenly tingled, and he felt a chill in his heart for no reason.

"You're going to kill me? Don't even know my name? Eldest sister, are you kidding me? Didn't Han Yu send you? Chen Lang pretended to be puzzled.

Ah Qiao grinned: "Pie? I don't obey anyone! I killed you, just to repay the favor of the Han family, kill you, and my sister can die with confidence! ”

"You're a hell of a psychopath!" Chen Lang scolded angrily.

"That's right, I'm a psychopath, a complete lunatic! It's been a long time since I've killed a monk, so it's not bad to seal your sword! ”

Ah Qiao said and started the Ferrari, and put his fingers on his red lips to give Chen Lang a flying kiss: "Now, run for the old lady immediately, otherwise, the old lady will take the people around you!" ”

Chen Lang's eyes grew cold, and he felt as if he had really met a madman!

A madman who is completely tired of life and takes his own life for nothing!

A person can face death, what else can threaten her?

Therefore, Chen Lang wanted to say, if you dare to touch my family, I will make your life worse than death, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

Then, he watched the Ferrari thud and disappear!

Chen Lang lit a cigarette on the mountain road, smoked it silently, and then dialed Mu Hongli's phone.

"Sister Mu, have you heard of Ah Qiao? Looks like a killer? ”

Mu Hongli was silent for a few seconds, and replied in a somewhat dry voice: "The pretty widow of the demon capital, hook the soul and capture the bones!" Don't tell me that you're messing with Xiao Qiao again? That's the Tianluo-level killer of the Yama Palace, with your current ability, being targeted by Ah Qiao is basically like being sentenced to death. ”

Chen Lang felt bitter in his mouth, and he was about to die: "What the hell is the Yama Palace?" ”

"Killer organization! The best of the best! Mu Hongli exclaimed as she spoke, ", did you really provoke Xiao Aqiao?" ”

"It should be!" Chen Lang smiled bitterly.

"Who's the employer?" Mu Hongli's tone became serious.

"Han Woo!"

Mu Hongli was almost speechless: "Han Yu of the Han family in Kyoto? I'll go, Chen Gongzi, what have you experienced? Can you stop pulling hatred everywhere, the Feng family's matter has not been resolved, and you have offended the Han family again! ”

"I was also forced, just to follow the trend!" Chen Lang smiled disapprenously, "It's okay, I think I can handle it!" ”

"Don't be too confident! If Ah Qiao was so easy to deal with, she wouldn't be alive now! A great grandmaster of the earth level who is less than thirty years old, how many monks in this world can be born together? Ah Qiao was originally a genius among geniuses.

What's even more terrifying is that this little widow is a pervert in her bones, and she doesn't play cards according to common sense at all, if you really fall into her hands, you won't be too happy to die!

In addition, Ah Qiao has no friendship with me, and he will not care about the face of me and Hou Ye. To be on the safe side, you might as well come to Genting! Mu Hongli said.

Is it so tricky?

Chen Lang not only frowned, hesitated for a moment in his heart, and said, "Forget it, I'll wait for her to kill me!" ”

"Be careful! I don't really care if you die or not, the main thing is that my family Jin'er can't leave you. ”

Chen Lang rolled his eyes helplessly and hung up the phone.

I really didn't understand what Ah Qiao was going to do, so I had to drive the Land Rover down the winding mountain road and rush to the city.

As a result, until dark, Ah Qiao did not appear again.

Chen Lang felt tormented in his heart, this feeling of "waiting for death" was really uncomfortable.

Seeing that the time agreed with Lin Miaotong was coming, in the current situation, he didn't dare to be with Lin Miaotong rashly, lest Ah Qiao kidnap Lin Miaotong and force him to comply.

So, I had to call Lin Miaotong, ready to make up an excuse to fool the past, settle Ah Qiao, and then talk about the housewarming.

"Tongtong, there is something to do temporarily, I can't go to Jinguan City for the time being, otherwise we will make an appointment tomorrow?"

"Got it!" Lin Miaotong's voice was cold and terrifying.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Chen Lang chuckled in his heart, and couldn't guess why Lin Miaotong's attitude had taken a sharp turn, saying that he was fine in the morning.

"Not much, it's okay to hang up!"

Lin Miaotong said that he would hang it without dragging his feet.

Chen Lang was stunned for a long time and didn't react to what he had done, sighed stupidly, and drove to Jinguan City.

Tianfu No. 1 Villa!

Because Chen Lang had not moved in yet, and considering that Chen Lang's privacy was involved, Guo Xingbang did not dare to arrange a servant housekeeper for Chen Lang on his own initiative.

In the living room, where the decoration style interprets poverty and luxury to the extreme, it is empty, only Chen Lang is half-lying on the sofa with his legs folded, smoking a cigarette while looking up at the gorgeous crystal ceiling, stunned and a little distracted.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to come to Tianfu No. 1, mainly because there was no one and it was suitable for killing people and destroying traces.

Whether he killed Ah Qiao, or Ah Qiao killed him, it was convenient to end it.

In order to match Ah Qiao's "professionalism", Chen Lang deliberately dimmed the lights, and except for the living room on the first floor, the lights were turned off in the entire villa, which was very suitable for the assassination atmosphere.

The pointer of time slowly pointed to twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, during which Li Kun and Le Yao, who got the news, both made condolence calls, but Lin Miaotong turned on the Cold War mode without warning and turned off the phone directly.

Chen Lang was depressed, and was about to light a cigarette, when a dark wind suddenly blew in the empty and quiet living room.

Chen Lang's heart sank, and he stared at the door of the living room.

I saw A Qiao, who was thin and had a high bun, wearing a red one-piece hip skirt, with snow-white and delicate jade feet, black high heels in her hand, twisting her waist, and walking into the living room with a bewitching gait.

Judging from her appearance alone, Ah Qiao can only be regarded as an ordinary beauty with a delicate appearance, which is not amazing.

However, her body exudes an inexplicable, unique charm and charm.

Especially those bewitching eyes, as if there is a kind of seductive magic, you know that she is deliberately scratching her head and posing, deliberately teasing, but it is difficult for you to have enough concentration to resist that seductive style.

This is a peerless stunner!

Her sexiness, her charm, her style, all of them are unique!

Ah Qiao glanced at Chen Lang with a smile, casually threw her high heels on the carpet, put on a sultry pose on the sofa in front of Chen Lang, and sat down with one hand on her cheeks.

"Not only is he good-looking, but he is also an informed and interesting man! Little brother, I'm a little reluctant to kill you. Ah Qiao said and stretched out two fingers and hooked them.

"Then let me go! I'm actually a good person, the kind that shouldn't die. Chen Lang knew what she meant, and threw the cigarette and the lighter to Ah Qiao.

"That's not good, I'm a killer, reputation is important!"

Ah Qiao lit a cigarette, took a puff, then got up and sat down next to Chen Lang, and stuffed the puff of the cigarette into Chen Lang's mouth.

Chen Lang frowned, reached out and grabbed it, and took a heavy breath.

"You're hard, man!" Ah Qiao's eyes slipped around Chen Lang's crotch, and she covered her mouth and smiled.

"Lao Tzu is not Megumi Yanagishita!" Chen Lang scolded angrily.

As far as Ah Qiao's commotion looks, which man can withstand it, and if he doesn't react, he won't be a eunuch.

"Hehe, sure enough, the world is as black as a crow, and you men are the same!"

"You're really sick!" Chen Lang was speechless.

Ah Qiao was not angry at all, and the jade hand jumped on Chen Lang's back very rhythmically, and at the end, he said: "I once had three husbands, all of whom died on my body on the wedding night!" Otherwise, you will be the fourth, right? ”

"Burn the pen!" Chen Lang took a puff of smoke and sprayed it on Ah Qiao's face and scolded in disgust.

Ah Qiao grinned: "The slave family just wants to be a real woman." You see, everyone else calls me a pretty widow, but they don't know that I am a widow who has never experienced the love of a man and a woman, and I am not happy to die. Man, let's, I'll make your death a little happier, okay? ”