Thirty-eighth Dragon Scale (Seven)

Of course, z did not fall into a dog's mud, and the blond beauty's worries did not come true. He was so handsome and cool when he used the knife. It was not as fancy as a martial arts competition. It exuded a sharp sword aura and murderous intent. Before the other party even had time to take out the weapon, he knelt down in front of him. Blood splattered on the blade, and the handsome face reflected was like Asura, cruel and bloodthirsty.

No one who has ever seen Z draw his sword will want to provoke him.

He walked towards Linglong with the still blood-dripping knife. She sat cross-legged on the table, her little face bulged, and she looked not very happy. Z stood in front of her, lowered her head, and she raised her head.

Then he kissed it in front of the blonde beauty.

This kiss is much gentler than when he chopped people, as if he was holding a knife in his hand, just to protect the weak little canary in front of him. Of course, after she kicked two tall and big adult men mercilessly, everyone knows whether it is the little canary.

I can only say that the appearance is really lying!

Linglong was not afraid of Z's blood. She pointed to his ejaculation. There was blood on the mark of the wolf-eyed lily. He was originally meticulous in his military uniform, but he could barely see a bit of gentleness. Now there is only aura left.

He is indeed not suitable for wearing a suit, this is the best one.

z took her to her arms: "Go away."

He didn't consider the aftermath at all. As for whom the outsider was, he didn't care at all. He was a lawless mercenary, and everything depends on the knife in his hand.

Before leaving the conference hall, Linglong looked at the blonde beauty. She was still staring at the direction they were in a daze, probably looking at z. The beauty pear blossom looked so charming with tears, especially this blonde beauty is really beautiful, mature and charming, completely different from Linglong, who looks like a minor girl.

She thought, poked Z's chest: "Do you like girls or mature women?"

This is a point-givea question. "I like what you are in. Now I like girls. In a few decades, I will like mature women."

Linglong cut, and she switched her physical state according to her preferences. She wanted to maintain her appearance as a girl in this world for decades. What should she do? "Have you practiced with such a sweet mouth?"

Z smacked her lips and felt that this was a little wrong, "Where did I not do it well to make you angry?"

He asked sincerely, hoping to get a reliable answer. Linglong continued to poke his chest, "You are my property. I told you that I am very double-standard. I can have countless suitors, but you can't let others take a look."

For the first time in his life, Z, who was regarded as someone else's possession, not only did not get angry, but also smiled. There were still a few drops of remaining blood on his left face. When he smiled, he looked like a typical villain's bad face: "Do you like me so much?"

"I like it very much..." Linglong murmured softly, touching his handsome face, brushing away the blood from his fingertips, and twisting it, "If you like it, you want to turn you into a fish and stay by my side forever. A beautiful soul always makes me stop."

"fish?"

她哼哼着,却不再继续解释,在漫长的生命中,她遇到过许多美好的灵魂,可这些美好的灵魂与卑劣的灵魂从数字上根本无法比,前者简直少的可怜.玲珑总觉得,有朝一日她会再也寻找不到纯净的灵魂,因此她很是珍惜,抱着可持续发展的原则,基本上对这些绝对美好的灵魂是轻拿轻放,如果能用他们的爱来代替,她是很乐意的.

So, although it is very fragrant and clean, she still won't move her soul.

Of course, if he cried and begged to go back to the desolate sea with her and follow her with his soul for eternity, then it would be a different matter.

z is not a person who likes to ask questions. Although he is very interested in his women, "Are there a few fun things that you want to participate in?"

“How fun is it?”

“It’s fun and exciting than barbecue diving and surfing.”

Linglong immediately opened her eyes wide, and all the blonde beauty was thrown out of the sky. Rather than saying that she was jealous, it was her strong desire for her beautiful soul and she did not allow anyone to covet it.

If the outsiders who came up ahead just wanted to gain a foothold in Balma, it had little to do with Z. After all, the city of Balma is mixed with fish and dragons, and anyone could appear. Z is not a savior, he will only protect the people under his wings.

The mercenaries are not all alone like their leader, but the happiness of both parents and family does not exist. If they are very happy, who would want to live such a life of wandering and blood-licking? Most people still have relatives in the world, but their professional relationships are very seldom connected with their relatives, hoping to give those who want to protect a happy and bright future.

But this group of outsiders came in a fierce manner and was not so restless.

Everyone knows how much Balma does underground business, but no one will get it on the table. However, this group of outsiders does not seem to be willing to abide by this rule. On the way to Balma, they plundered many young girls and young children, preparing to make a fortune in Balma with these goods. As for whether these are illegal in other countries, they don’t care, because Balma is not illegal anyway.

The underground exchanges here never ask about the source of goods.

The outsiders did not intend to follow the rules of Balma. They did not even contact the underground exchanges and thought they wanted to trade money.

Unfortunately, among the goods they brought, there was a sixteen-year-old boy, the younger brother of the mercenary Tal.

He lost his parents when he was very young, and the two brothers were lost. By chance, he became a mercenary, and his younger brother was adopted by a family in M ​​country and lived an ordinary life. Tarr did not want to disturb his younger brother. After all, for mercenaries, a stable and peaceful life is a luxury, but this does not mean that he has forgotten his younger brother. In fact, he sends a large amount of money to the adopted family every year, and opens an account in a secret bank, depositing all his savings. If he dies one day, he will be able to use the money freely when his younger brother is adult.

So as soon as the younger brother disappeared, his adoptive parents quietly contacted Taal. They also called the police in China, but the police searched for him for a long time but there was no news. They were helpless and remembered this mysterious man.

"Chief, I can go by myself and ask the leader for permission. I will never discredit the organization or disclose my identity."

The best way is to buy people, so that there will be no conflict or suspicion.

Talk does not intend to recognize his younger brother. There is no need to know such an older brother if a child who lives in a clean environment.

Even if he doesn't think he is not good as a mercenary.

Linglong sat on the chair beside her shaking her calves, looking at the fierce villain Z and said, "I understand."

Taal was very happy, but before he finished his happiness, z reminded casually: "But don't forget that this time the transaction was an outsider, not a regular underground exchange. Are you sure that when you find the person you want, he is still what you imagined?"

The goods on the underground exchange, whether alive or dead, can be properly cared for and treated as long as they do not resist or escape. When the buyer is found, the underground exchange will cancel their numbers and collars and belong to the new owners from then on. But outsiders will not recognize this approach. They are a group of desperate people. Do you still expect them to hold a beautiful banquet like the underground exchange and then sit in the VIP seat to enter the auction amount they can afford?

Don't think about it, it doesn't exist.

Thank you for finding someone who is not short of arms or legs.

Upon hearing this, Taal's face suddenly turned pale.

If the younger brother he found was incomplete, then he would have to avenge him, but by his own efforts, he would not only be able to do anything, but could also cause trouble for the organization. No matter what he did, he would not be regarded as a single person unless he chose to be removed from the organization.

Linglong couldn't stand it anymore. She grabbed a small tomato on the plate in front of her and threw it at Z, cursing: "Are you sick? You obviously want to help others, why do you always scare people? The little brother's face turned pale!"

Z's face sank: "Who are you calling?"

Tarle suddenly felt that his existence was extremely embarrassed, but he did not get a reply from the leader and did not dare to leave without permission. He could only stand stiffly and watch their vicious leader catch the little tomato and stuff it into his mouth. When his teeth were touched, bright red juice was overflowing, which was so fierce.

"Just shout, little brother, don't be afraid. This guy is right and wrong and scares you, but he will definitely help you. You go back and have a good sleep, and go to make trouble at night."

Linglong not only called Little Brother Taal, but also reached out to pat her strong chest muscles. Z quickly grabbed her with a quick hand. Taal finally came to his senses and saluted her with a wink. The rest of Z pressed Linglong into her arms: "Who are you calling me? Hum? Who are you calling me?"

"Also, who said I want to help him? That's his brother, not my brother."

"Come on, look at you, look at you, it's so weird if you don't help." Linglong curled her lips, "Besides, you don't look at your virtue. Is it like a little brother?"

Z was surprised: "Why am I not a little brother?"

Linglong secretly stuck out his tongue. Taal was only in his twenties and was tall and thin, and he had a lot of flesh on his clothes. But what about z? He was as strong as an iron tower. He usually wore a suit, and his shirt buttons were broken by his big breasts. He was still a little brother, and the little giant was almost the same. "Okay, okay, you are a little brother, right? You are a little brother!"

He lowered his head and bit her little mouth, his lips and teeth tangled, and he was intimate and ambiguous: "I will hear you call someone else's little brother in the future..."

The threat is strong, "I won't take you to play."
Chapter completed!