Doomsday: I, a top killer, became a lolita

The steel bar smashed on Sun Jiao's body again and again, and there were several more blood marks on her body.

"You block, you block again!!"

The corners of her mouth were also bleeding, and her internal organs should have been greatly damaged.

But she didn't care at all, just looked at Bai Xuan who was protected by her with a gentle gaze in pain: her

life was no longer worth mentioning, but at least let Bai Xuan be safe.

It's ridiculous to myself, just for a little girl I never knew.

Sun Jiao showed a reluctant smile.

Bai Xuan's eyes were closed at this time, and she couldn't see this smile.

Fatty Zhao's face was hideous, his eyes were red, and the steel bar in his hand kept waving.

There was no turning back for him, and he had to let the two of them die in his room today.

"Death to Lao Tzu!"

He raised the steel bar in his hand high and smashed it towards her head.

This blow must be a head break and blood, he wants to take Sun Jiao's life, and then kill Bai Xuan.

It's just that the hand just smashed down, but it was like a stuck wall, and suddenly froze in the air.

No matter how hard you use it, you can't swing it down.

What's the situation?

He turned his head sharply, his eyes widening incredulously:

a little silver-haired loli in a black close-fitting dress, staring at him with amber eyes that shimmered coldly.

The dangerous aura she exuded had locked herself firmly.

What a scary look!

That was his first thought.

The steel bar in his hand seemed to be fixed, held by Ning Yu, and he couldn't move no matter how hard he tried.

"Blanch!"

He tried to move his arm again, and his whole body moved, but the steel bar did not move, and he didn't even tremble.

No matter how hard I try, I am afraid that I will hang myself up.

Fatty Zhao looked at Ning Yu's delicate snow-white little arm, and really didn't understand how he could have so much strength.

Is this TM a robotic arm?

Seeing that there was no way to fall this time, he simply let go of his hand.

Turned to look at Ning Yu angrily.

"I heard it outside, I heard that you only have 5 seconds?"

As soon as Ning Yu opened his mouth, he broke the defense for the second time, directly leaving Fatty Zhao empty-blooded.

Fatty Zhao heard '5 seconds' again, his face directly turned pig's liver color, and he opened his mouth and scolded loudly:

"Which notre Dame are you from?" Dare to take care of Lao Tzu's affairs?

He remembered this little loli, who came with that good-looking JK girl that day, but was not impressed.

He was impressed by Shen Yiyue.

First, because of her beautiful face and exquisite figure, and second, she was injured at that time, possibly by a zombie.

Just thought of this, behind Ning Yu, Shen Yiyue, who had black hair and a shawl, also walked in, holding a long knife in her hand.

Fatty Zhao saw that another person appeared, and he was angry in his heart: You come to my room one by one, Huluwa to save grandpa!

Ning Yu stretched out his hand to stop Shen Yiyue's behavior of stepping forward, and motioned for himself to take matters into his own hands.

Shen Yiyue agreed, walked over and closed the door again.

She looked at Ning Yu's expression, which looked no different from her usual indifferent expression.

But she could feel a hint of imperceptible anger.

"Where am I from, you ask?"

Ning Yu narrowed his crescent-like eyes, smiled elegantly and casually, and said,

"I am the wild father you have never met."

"Come and collect your life today."

？？？

Shen Yiyue, who had just locked the door, was stunned all of a sudden.

How can such vulgar words come out of the mouth of a pretty and cute little loli?

Although it is really contrary, but I have to say:

good scolding.

"You look for death!!"

Fatty Zhao, who reacted, trembled with anger.

With a wave of his fist, he slammed towards Ning Yu, this time with great force, and the fat flesh in his whole body trembled.

But he had completely forgotten how the steel bar was held by Ning Yu just now, and anger washed over his mind.

The punch that seemed to be powerful was lifted by Ning Yu and grabbed it at once.

Like a mud cow entering the sea, it was clipped without the slightest resistance.

Like the steel bar just now, Fatty Zhao wanted to move twice more and jerked hard.

Motionless.

Only then did he finally react, and a chill spread throughout his body: he seemed to have encountered a monster.

Ning Yu gently picked up one of his fingers.

That finger was completely like a toy, broken alive and deformed in reverse, and then rotated a few times.

"Ah!!!"

A pig-killing howl sounded in the room.

The expression on Fatty Zhao's face had twisted into a ball because of the pain, and it was ugly.

Ning Yu felt that he was really noisy to call him that.

She raised her jade arm, opened her mouth, and the crimson battle blade "poofed" out of the air.

It was placed next to Fatty Zhao's neck.

"You call again, I'll let you move your head."

Feeling the threat to his life, Fatty Zhao's voice froze, but the pain in his heart made him unable to help himself.

He could only do his best to roar falsely, suppress his voice, in short, he did not dare to shout.

He was afraid of death.

Seeing that he had turned down Fatty Zhao's volume, Ning Yu showed a satisfied smile:

"Yes, quiet."

Immediately after, the second finger began to suffer.

Not only was it twisted and deformed, Ning Yu also carefully took out the blade and separated his fingernails.

The whole piece was ripped off and put in front of him for him to see.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, this is definitely one of the ultimate pains in the world.

This was just one of Ning Yu's many torturous tricks.

Fatty Zhao's whole body was sweating like rain, and his tears and snot flowed from his face in pain, but he only dared to babble hoarsely.

The pain was dying, but the feeling that he had to suppress tormented him.

He had completely lost the strength to resist, and he had lost the fierce appearance he had just now.

"Please... Please, I... I was wrong, eh!! His

third finger was concocted.

Ning Yu ignored his pleading, his eyes were indifferent, as if he hadn't heard anything:

"How dare you hurt her? Why are you so embarrassed to hurt her??

"Don't you like to trample on other people's hopes?" You disgusting pig! "

I'll treat you well."

This is followed by a fourth finger, twisting and separating the nail.

The fifth root....

His hands were already bloody and blurry, and he couldn't hold on anymore, and directly the whole person passed out in pain and fell to the ground.

"It's really useless."

Seeing that Fatty Zhao had lost consciousness, Ning Yu glanced at him with disdain and kicked him away.

Shen Yiyue next to him first picked up the dying Sun Jiao, and then looked at Bai Xuan's situation.

"She should have just passed out."

Checking Bai Xuan's breathing with her fingers, Shen Yiyue turned around and said to Ning Yu.

Then he picked up the unconscious Bai Xuan and put him on the bed.

Ning Yu nodded and turned her gaze to the dying Sun Jiao again.

She was so painful that she didn't have the strength to speak, her whole body was covered in shocking blood, and only a slight gasp showed that she was still alive.

The woman was covered in scars, while Bai Xuan was still intact except for a pinch mark on her neck.

So what happened is already clear at a glance, Sun Jiao protected Bai Xuan.

Are these two people related?

Why do this kind of thing?

Ning Yu didn't understand that in her impression, Sun Jiao was just a poor woman who traded with her body.

Forget it, who knows.

Regardless of the reason, at least this woman saved Bai Xuan's life.

The water marks on the ground attracted Ning Yu's attention, and the source was the cabinet in the room.

Inside the half-open cabinet door was a pile of thawed food.