"Yo, it's hilarious!" Just as these men slowly stepped forward to surround the two sisters, a very inopportune voice sounded.

It was the brown-haired man again, and he still said to Sister Wen Haixin in that gentle, familiar tone as if attending a friend's party: "I'm glad we met again......"

A man in the prime of life with an unkind look walked over to him: "Who are you-......"

So, the next crowd saw another free "fireworks".

Although the scene was very bloody, none of the people present, except for Sister Wen Haixin, had seen less blood in the past few days, but they were just vigilant against his invisible killing methods, and when they couldn't figure out the man's thoughts, they all chose to be silent for a while, only staring at him with murderous eyes.

The dozens of thugs full of murderous intent had no effect on the man, and his attention was still on Sister Wen Haixin.

"I'm a nice guy, really!" He spread his hands and smiled softer, "I just wanted to borrow something from you, it should have been something you picked up not long ago, such a big, blue glass block." ”

"This?" Wen Haixin looked confused, her sister Wen Haibei suddenly spoke timidly, and as her small hand spread out, a blue "seven-edged crystal" shone faintly in the white palm.

The brown-haired man, who had always seemed to be quite indifferent, was finally moved, and he stretched out his hand excitedly: "That's it." ”

"Lao Tzu!" Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and the man in the center of the mob, wearing a vest, with a bald head, and tattoos on his bare arms, rushed straight at him.

From the brown-haired man's comparison of the appearance of the "seven-sided crystal", the expressions of these thugs changed, and when Wen Haibei took out the "seven-sided crystal", they all seemed eager to try, and they were about to be taken away by the brown-haired man, and the eldest of this group of people finally couldn't hold back.

This bald head is extremely tall, half a head taller than the tallest people around, and with a burly body, it rushes straight over, like a heavy truck driving full horsepower, booming and rumbling.

The brown-haired man didn't look at him, and directly took the "seven-edged crystal" in Wen Haibei's hand into his hand.

The bald man's expression was distorted, his eyes were red with anger, and he was only a few steps away from the brown-haired man, and just as he was thinking about how to teach the unsuspecting man a painful lesson, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he raised the fist that was raised on his chest and was about to swing it out, blocking it in front of his neck.

As soon as his hand moved into place, a deep blood mark suddenly appeared out of thin air on his thick arm, as if he had been slashed by a big knife, and blood sprayed wildly.

"Not bad!" The brown-haired man finally turned his gaze and smiled at him.

In the face of his gentle smile, the bald man roared and jumped back desperately as if he had seen a ghost, the person was in the air, blood spurted wildly on his chest, and a deep wound with visible bones appeared.

At this moment, the brown-haired man suddenly reached out and pressed his wrist, where he was wearing a watch, which still flashed unexpectedly in an environment where the electronic devices in front of him were not in use.

"What a hassle!" Glancing at his watch, he muttered, completely ignoring everyone, and Shi Shiran turned to leave. This time, no one dared to stop the seemingly gentle man.

"Thank you so much, big brother." In the oppressed silence, it was Wen Haixin who was the first to speak, she walked to the bald head with a smile and grabbed his arm, completely ignoring the blood stains on his body, "If it weren't for you, our sisters would be in danger." ”

She said as she took a sand towel to carefully help her treat the wound, and then she found that the two wounds had been automatically tightened, and under a large amount of blood, she only saw two red lines that were not obvious, she was not a professional doctor, of course she didn't understand how terrible such a physique was, and she didn't understand the meaning behind it, so she only looked at it with a little surprise, and then helped her bandage the wound.

This bald head is named Huang Zuogu, a low-level thug in a certain bar, an ordinary ** silk, even if he dreams of it, he can't imagine that there will be a temperament and figure, all of which belong to the top beauty, Wen Xiang snuggled softly beside him, felt the softness of the elbow touch, looked at her beautiful face full of admiration, and the fragrance of high-end perfume, Huang Zuogu was completely drunk in this boundless style, and couldn't help but laugh triumphantly: "That kind of little white face, Lao Tzu can pinch it to death with one hand." ”

"You're amazing!" Wen Haixin continued to praise him.

"There's more." As he spoke, he squeezed Wen Haixin's plump buttocks.

Wen Haixin only felt that all the hairs on her body stood tall, and she was so disgusted that she wanted to kill, but she exclaimed in a low voice, and threw a coquettish look: "I want to die." ”

This bewitching coquettish energy made Huang Zuogu's lower body so hard that he could barely open his legs, if he hadn't snuggled about the accomplices around him, he would definitely not be able to hold it back.

It's not that he's shy, it's been more than once that a group of them share a woman or a group of women, and the reason why this time is like this is that he plans to eat alone.

Wen Haixin is more beautiful than many stars he has seen on movies and television, how can he share such a woman with others, he has made up his mind to turn this woman into his forbidden body.

"Let's go, talk inside." He hugged Wen Haixin and walked to the building next to him, and with a little brain, he was desperate for fate to find a reason to break everyone away. In this newly formed alliance, his position was not so solid, and he subconsciously wanted to make his appearance less ugly - in fact, it was already ugly.

Feeling the delicate curve of the female body in the crook of his hand, his whole body was hot, and the blood continued to gush in one place, so he didn't notice at all the expressions of the hands around him when the woman turned her face.

Except for Huang Zuogu, everyone saw how this woman forced a smile to please each other, and then looked at them pitifully and pleadingly, and several of them who were full of feelings only felt that their hearts were about to break.

"Boss Huang!" Just as the poor beauty was about to be dragged into the house, a man finally couldn't hold back.

Huang Zuogu turned his head, and the one who spoke was one of the people in their group who was also extremely prestigious, Yuan Yong, who could be regarded as the second master, and he stared at the other party fiercely.

Yuan Yong immediately regretted it, he was not a man like Huang Zuogu who only had muscles in his head, he was just overheated before, and now he knew that Lu Dao had fallen for the beauty scheme.

"This woman, this woman ......" Seeing Huang Zuogu pressing over violently, he hurriedly pointed at Wen Hai and wanted to distinguish it, but he didn't know how to explain it clearly.

He was greeted by a huge fist.

Huang Zuogu is not a kind person, he is just more self-aware, knowing that his mind is not flexible, and he can have his current status, he has taken it desperately with one punch and one kick, Yuan Yong's performance made him feel threatened, especially the action of pointing at Wen Haixin, in his opinion, it was challenging his authority. This touched his bottom line, and he didn't hesitate to deal with threats in the way he did best.

Yuan Yong didn't expect it at all, so he was punched in the face.

"Bang!" His avatar was hit by a heavy truck, and the red and white objects exploded to the ground.

"Who else?" Huang Zuogu glanced around and roared, constantly waving his arms to show his strength, showing his subordinates that even if they were injured, they could not take it lightly.

Seeing that they all bowed their heads in a shrug, he smiled in satisfaction.

"Boss." Just as he turned his head and went to hug Wen Haixin again, another thin man walked out, and he was also one of the leaders, Song Jian.

"This!" In Huang Zuogu's murderous gaze, he took out a fragment of "seven-edged crystal" the size of the tip of his little finger from the dead Yuan Yong.

"Well done!" Huang Zuogu smiled with satisfaction and reached out to pick it up.

Just when his arm was raised and the empty door on his chest was completely exposed, Song Jian's right hand suddenly stretched out, his three fingers were put together, and he pecked at Huang Zuogu's heart like lightning, and then retreated crazily, several times faster than ordinary people running with all their might.

"Ahh

He roared angrily and rushed towards Song Jian, but was nimbly avoided, and after several times in a row, he finally couldn't support it and staggered to the ground.

Wen Haixin was about to talk to him with a smile on his face, but found that the man who had just taken the position of boss actually knelt down beside Yuan Yong, lowered his head, and kissed the bloody head with trembling lips, tears raining down, and he was overwhelmed with grief.

Wen Haixin's face turned white, she turned her sister and motioned for Wen Haibei to come to her side.

"Shut up." She gently held Wen Haibei in her arms and whispered to her to close her eyes. Then he suddenly took out a small fruit knife and forcefully cut the major artery in his sister's neck.

Blood rushed out like arrows, spraying onto her body and face, and she let go of her hand with a pale face, allowing her sister, whose face was full of disbelief, to slowly fall and stab herself with a backhand.

A black shadow flashed, and Song Jian, who was kneeling on the ground, rushed over and knocked out the fruit knife.

The warm blood of her sister was still flowing on her face, Wen Haixin's mind was blank, and she vaguely felt that several men rushed over and pressed her down, tore her clothes, and forcibly made her crawl to her knees in the most shameful posture.

When a man taps to her plump buttocks, she closes her eyes like a walking corpse, numbly waiting for the time of humiliation to come.