Fu Hehua walked in the night market, carrying a revolver silver pistol in his small bag.

Her silhouette is reflected in the window of the shop next to her, her delicate face, her eyebrows and eyes are noble, but the corners of her mouth are filled with her usual sneer, her long inky hair spreads down the beautiful curves, and against the backdrop of the black gauze skirt, the delicate collarbone looks very attractive, and the tear mole with a seductive charm under the eyebrows, and the ten-centimeter-long black stiletto heel on her feet, like a fairy charm, giving people a feeling that they know that they can't get close to the bias and can't stop.

As passers-by turned back frequently, Fu Hehua became a little impatient, but the target she was waiting for had not yet appeared.

Wait, wait.

The strange voice in Fu Hehua's heart rang out.

The thin lips hooked slightly, and the corners of the mouth raised a sneer.

But she wasn't going to wait any longer, she had to take the initiative.

So I turned around and walked into the most prestigious nightclub in S City.

The mixed air was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, the music was turned on to the maximum, almost deafening ears, both men and women were twisting their waists and buttocks frantically on the dance floor, and the brightly dressed women were giggling and playing with the men, teasing the men who couldn't control themselves with flirtatious language.

Fu Hehua ignored the fragrant and hot scene in front of him, ordered a glass of Bloody Mary, and went straight to the corner and sat down.

Immediately, a man came over to talk to her and asked her how much it was for a night, and his eyes were full of desire and greed for Fu Hehua.

Fu Hehua raised his eyebrows, did not speak, his plain white little hand climbed directly on the man's chest, close to his neck socket, and Mei Lan blew hot air like silk.

Down, further down, what touched was the cold metal belt, and when the scorching breath could be clearly felt, the sneer on the corner of Fu Hehua's mouth became even more obvious.

The movements continued, but the blue eyes like water were fixed on the hallway.

Fu Hehua silently counted the countdown in his heart.

Three......

Two (two) ......

One(一)......

Here it comes! Out of the corridor came a tall man, wearing sunglasses that covered half of his face, followed by five men in black, menacing.

The movements in Fu Hehua's hands finally stopped, and the man who was very satisfied with her service before was instantly dissatisfied.

"What's the matter, little beauty? Why don't you continue? ”

Fu Hehua leaned on his shoulder, his hand quietly groped his back, and whispered softly against the root of his ear.

"Sister prefers to be an inheritor rather than an initiative."

Listening to her words, the man's eyes instantly radiated an obscene light, and at the same time, he only felt that his chest seemed to be pressed against something, and then there was the pain of a sharp weapon piercing the skin, and looking down, it was the woman in front of him who smiled and plunged a silver dagger into his chest.

He wanted to scream, he wanted to make a sound, he wanted to ask for help from the people around him, but he found that he couldn't seem to make any sound, and watched the woman push the dagger into it little by little, and then pulled it out, and his limp body began to slide.

The noise around completely drowned out the noise, and no one noticed what was going on in the corner.

She kicked the man, and his body slid down the couch.

Fu Hehua put away the dagger, pulled the bangs in front of him behind his ears, picked up the small bag and walked along the man in sunglasses.

"Boss, that chick just now looks real, let's come back to her next time, okay?" One of the men in black smiled obscenely, as if he was thinking about something good.

"It looks good, but it's flat, and it doesn't feel good when pinched."

Hearing this, the people behind him all laughed.

The man in sunglasses handed the purple card in his hand to the checkout clerk, and then swaggered out of the nightclub.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Sudden gunfire rang out in the noisy night market.

The three men in black behind the man in sunglasses fell to the ground, and all three bullets hit their temples.

The crowd immediately stirred, people began to flee in all directions, and the man in sunglasses also ran to the hidden place in panic.

Hearing the gunshots, Fu Hehua, who walked out of the nightclub with the man in sunglasses, turned into the alley on the side, so as not to bump into people who were in a hurry to escape, and her good-looking brows furrowed.

No, who fired the gun?

Quickly searched for the source of the gunshot, the window of the black sports car not far away was half open, and from the direction of Fu Hehua, he only saw a black muzzle pointed at the man in sunglasses.

Fu Hehua quickly took out the pistol from the small bag, reloaded it, loaded it, and the whole process was just a blink of an eye, and he shot the man in sunglasses before that person.

It was also a headshot, and the man in sunglasses immediately fell to the ground, dumbfounded, and before he died, he glanced at the alley where Fu Hehua was, and there seemed to be a huge nine-tailed white fox floating in the dark alley.

"Over" came out of Fu Hehua's cold red lips faintly.

Put away the pistol and was about to leave.

The black sports car from before suddenly drove towards her, straddle and block the alleyway.

Fu Hehua raised his eyebrows, fearless.

I almost robbed her of the target she wanted to kill, and now I'm still angry and want to kill her?

It just so happens to be used to practice my hands, and I'm free anyway.

With his hand on the small bag, Fu Hehua waited for the people in the car to get down.

Time passed minute by minute, and just after Fu Hehua thought that the people in the car would not get down again, a voice suddenly came from the car.

"Miss, our young master is invited."

The rear doors open automatically.

Master?

It's okay, kill as many as you want.

Fu Hehua thought about it and walked to the sports car, but when he saw the person sitting in the car, he was stunned for a while.

His side face is impeccably refined, and it seems that every part of his face is put together just right.

also brought a pair of oversized sunglasses, a thin black trench coat, and loosely rolled up at the wrists, simple and slightly gorgeous, and a little indescribably sexy.

The thin lips that are tightly pursed are also tinged with a bit of seductive color, seducting crime.

However, Fu Hehua was only slightly amazed for a while.

Do you think you can't beat her and want to tempt her with beauty?

She has seen a lot of demonic men, this can only be said to be better, and beauty is not tempting for her.

"Something? My sister doesn't accept the temptation of beauty. Fu Hehua put his hand on the car door, looking frivolous.

"Come up." A deep and magnetic voice came out of the man's mouth, and before Fu Hehua could react, he was pulled in and fell into the car.

The doors were shut, and the car started immediately.

"Hey, I told you were rude, aren't you? Dare to drag my sister like this. ”

Fu Hehua gently pinched the calf that was hit with his hand, and the place that turned red on the side.

This person's strength is too great.

"Hey, you're too rude."

"So?" The corner of the man's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he looked at Fu Hehua with interest.