Necromancer Doomsday Walk

75 White Tiger

The night is getting darker.

Most of the lights in the Storm Base have been extinguished, and only a few places are still brightly lit.

The intertwined light of bright yellow and blazing white shines out from the door, the window and various holes, pouring on the ground and on the trees, mottled bright spots, turning into silhouettes, forming a kind of belt.

It has a faint atmosphere of decadence, but it seems like a virtual scene of a prosperous and prosperous age.

In those tall buildings, in addition to the bright lights, there was also a faint sound, like singing, but a little noisy, like a dance or something.

Whether it was the peaceful era before the devil came, or the apocalypse after the devil came now, people still have not got rid of entertainment.

When you can't survive, you will forget everything. Only how to survive is the primary goal. However, after you gain a certain amount of power to survive, other emotions and desires will inevitably breed.

It is impossible to say clearly whether this evolution is good or bad.

Or, until now, no one can say clearly whether human beings have progressed or regressed from primitive times to the present.

Material life has become more advanced than before, but it seems to have regressed. Spiritual life has become even more empty, and we have to fill that emptiness in various ways.

Even in the current apocalypse, this habit still cannot be changed.

It is inside a building that is seven or eight stories high and has a magnificent exterior decoration.

This room is not small, covering sixty or seventy square meters. The decoration inside looks very luxurious and noble. The furnishings completely embellish this large space, making it not feel too loose, but

It doesn't make people feel tight and it's very comfortable.

At this time, on what looked like a bed and a sofa in this room, there lay a woman with slightly messy hair and a tight-fitting leather jacket with several tatters.

The torn parts of the leather coat reveal the fair and smooth skin, which is as smooth and delicate as mutton fat white jade. Under the light, it emits circles of charming halo. When people see it, they are immediately dazzled and want to play with it. They can't put it down.

A pair of small but extremely crystal-clear feet are also exposed like those pieces of skin, and are equally full of attraction.

This woman is the grand finale of the Goldfinger auction.

At this time, she remained silent, half-lying on the sofa bed, motionless, even though all the chains on her body had been removed.

But at the end of the sofa bed, there was a person sitting, a man, a middle-aged man in his thirties.

This man was the one who finally took the photo of this woman. He was not from the Storm Base, but an important figure from a certain force in another base.

At this time, this middle-aged man in his thirties, with a pair of lustful eyes, fell on the woman's small and sparkling feet. He held the pair of small feet with both hands, slowly caressing them back and forth, and then

, this man actually lowered his head to kiss the soles of his feet.

"What a gift from God. Even the most exquisite works of art cannot compare." The man stood up after the kiss. His lustful eyes, filled with strong desire, fell on the woman's body, as if to capture her.

She seemed to be burned out.

Immediately afterwards, the man moved his hands, and a rustling sound was heard. It turned out that it was the man who took off his clothes and pants one by one. He quickly took off his clothes, revealing a strong body.

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Below him, there is already a pillar holding up the sky.

If you don't react to such a superb woman, then you are either a eunuch or incompetent.

After stripping himself naked, the middle-aged man immediately stretched his hands towards the woman on the sofa bed. Without any prelude, he directly grabbed the somewhat damaged leather jacket with both hands and pulled hard.

There was a tearing sound, and immediately, under the brute force, the tight-fitting black leather jacket, which was somewhat damaged, shattered into pieces and turned into butterfly-like pieces that flew up and then scattered.

A low roar, like the roar of a mad beast, and like the roar of thunder in the endless clouds in the sky, rang out from the wriggling part of the man's throat.

Under the flying black butterflies, an exquisite and perfect white body appeared in front of the eyes. Under the light, it shone with a dazzling light, almost completely intoxicating people.

"What a perfect body, it's mine now."

This man was drooling from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were wide open, filled with streaks of blood, and filled with crazy lust.

His breathing became rapid, and somewhere in his lower body, his body suddenly swelled, and the veins protruded like earthworms, becoming thicker, harder, and terrifying than before.

A feeling that was tense to the extreme, as if it was about to explode, arose spontaneously, making this man almost crazy.

The incomparably perfect body exudes a fatal temptation, making people unable to help but be immersed in it at the first sight and unable to extricate themselves.

There are no words to describe such a body. It is perfect, very perfect, and there is no flaw at all. Women will become crazy with jealousy when they see this kind of line, and men will be unable to extricate themselves from it when they see it.

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"It's mine, this is mine, quack..."

Unknowingly, the man let out a weird laugh that he was not even aware of.

I saw him grabbing the woman's legs with both hands, and then forcefully and roughly spreading her legs apart...