She said while taking a sand towel to carefully help her treat the wound. Then she found that the two wounds had been tightened automatically. 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 this physique was, and she didn't understand the meaning behind it. She just took a little more glance at it and bandaged the wound.

The bald man is Huang Zuogu, a low-level thug in a bar, an ordinary silk thread. Even if he dreams, he would never dare to imagine that he would have a temperament, looks, and figures. He leaned beside him softly. He felt the softness of his elbows. Seeing her beautiful face full of admiration and refreshing fragrance of high-end perfume, Huang Zuogu was completely drunk in this endless style and couldn't help laughing proudly: "I can pinch that kind of white face with one hand."

"You are so awesome!" Wen Haixin continued to praise him.

"There are even more powerful." He said as he pinched Wen Haixin's plump buttocks hard.

Wen Haixin felt that all the hair on her body was standing tall, and she was so disgusted that she wanted to kill someone, but she exclaimed softly and threw a coquettish look: "I'm going to die."

This charming and coquettish spirit made Huang Zuogu’s lower body hard so hard that he could hardly move his legs. If he hadn’t been concerned about his accomplices around him, he would have been unable to control himself.

It’s not that he is shy. The fact that they share one or a group of women has happened more than once. The reason for this is that he intends to eat alone.

Wen Haixin is more beautiful than many celebrities he has watched on movies and TV. How could he share such a woman with others? He made up his mind to turn this woman into his forbidden body.

"Let's go, talk inside." He hugged Wen Haixin and walked into the building next to him. His brain was desperately trying to find a reason to support everyone. In this newly formed alliance, his status was not so solid. He subconsciously wanted his eating habits not to be so ugly - in fact, it was very ugly.

Feeling the delicate curved female body in the bent hand, his whole body was hot and his blood continued to rush into one place, so he didn't notice the expressions of his subordinates around him when the woman turned her face.

Except for Huang Zuogu, everyone saw how this woman forced herself to smile and please the other person, and then looked at them pitifully. The few people with rich emotions felt that their hearts were about to be broken.

"Boss Huang!" Just as the poor beauty was about to be forced into the house, a man finally couldn't help but feel helpless.

Huang Zuogu turned his head and spoke to one of the same prestigious people among them. Yuan Yong, who could be regarded as the second in command, stared at the other party fiercely.

Yuan Yong immediately regretted that he was not a man like Huang Zuogu who only had muscles in his mind. He had just been overheated before, but now he knew that he had been trapped in a beauty trap.

"This woman, this woman..." Seeing Huang Zuogu approaching with great momentum, he hurriedly pointed at Wen Hai and wanted to tell 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 self-aware. He knows that he is not flexible in his mind and has his current status. He is desperately fucked by punches and kicks. Yuan Yong's performance made him feel threatened, especially the actions pointing to Wen Haixin, which in his opinion was challenging his authority. This touched his bottom line, and he did not hesitate to deal with the threat in the way he was best at.

Yuan Yong had no idea at all, so he was punched in the face.

"Bang!" His avatar was hit by a heavy truck, and red and white objects exploded all over the floor.

"Who else?" Huang Zuogu glanced and roared, constantly waving his arms to show his strength, and showed his subordinates that even if he was injured, they could not be underestimated.

Seeing that they all lowered their heads like a chill, he smiled grimly with satisfaction.

"Boss." Just as he turned around and hugged Wen Haixin, another thin man came out, and 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 a little finger from the dead Yuan Yong.

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

Just as his arm was raised and the empty door in his chest was completely exposed, Song Jian suddenly stretched out his right hand, raised his three fingers, pecked Huang Zuogu's heart like lightning, and then retreated wildly, and the speed of retreating was several times faster than that of ordinary people running with all their strength.

"Ah--" Huang Zuogu swept his arms quickly, swept away, and covered his chest with a miserable hiss, but blood was squirting out of his fingers without stopping.

He roared and rushed towards Song Jian, and was flexibly avoided. After several consecutive times, he finally couldn't support him and fell to the ground shakingly.

Wen Haixin was about to talk to him with a charming smile on her face, but she found that the man who had just taken the position of the boss was actually kneeling beside Yuan Yong, lowered his head, and kissed the bloody head with his trembling lips. Tears were like rain and he was heartbroken.

Wen Haixin's face turned pale, and she turned to her sister and signaled Wen Haibei to walk to her side.

"Close." She gently hugged Wen Haibei in her arms and whispered to her to close her eyes. Then she suddenly took out a small fruit knife and cut off her sister's neck artery with force.

Blood was soaring out like an arrow, and a stream of sprayed on her body. On her face, she let her hand loose with a pale face, allowing her sister, who was full of incredible, to slowly fall down and stab herself with her backhand.

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

My sister's warm blood was still flowing on her face, and Wen Hai's mind was blank. She vaguely felt several men coming over to push her down, tearing her off her clothes, and forcibly letting her crawl on the ground and posing in the most shameful position.
Chapter completed!