Reborn Nobility

Chapter 651 Farewell, Rio de Janeiro

He breathed the fresh air of the mountains and forests, and the beauties around him were smiling and trying to please him in jerky English, which made his originally unhappy mood slightly better.

Mitsui Yufeng put one hand around Huang Shiman's soft and slender waist, and put one hand into her red evening dress, stroking the large and smooth part. She is really a beauty, if you are not seeing it with your own eyes

See, you can't even imagine that such a woman would be so crazy in bed.

At this time, what Yufeng Mitsui seemed to like was that only crazy sex and love that stretched his life and physical strength could fill his empty soul.

"Xiongfeng, we've finished our work. How about we go back to Japan? Don't you have several film companies in Japan? Do you think it's good for me to develop in Japan?" Huang Shiman didn't care at all that there were several bodyguards following him.

He molested himself.

This is cheap, and she knows it herself, but she is the kind of person who would rather cry in a BMW than smile in the back seat of a bicycle. It is normal to sacrifice her appearance in order to gain a position.

How could I let this good body that my parents gave me go to waste?

We must maximize our physical productivity.

Her original backer, the deputy mayor of Shenzhen, the son of the Liang family, has been thrown into death row by Xia Xiaoluo. But she has not fallen. She has capital that she will never lose, and that is her alluring body.

In China, she took the initiative to embrace several film and television directors and starred in several movie roles. However, this was far from her goal. Japan's entertainment industry is second only to Hollywood in the United States and Bollywood in India.

It will definitely be much better to develop there than in China.

"Go back to Japan?" Yufeng Mitsui frowned slightly. His heart suddenly became heavy, and his eyes were a little blurry as he said, "The time has not come yet."

"Why?" Huang Shiman pouted her lips slightly, looking very innocent. If she weren't wearing an evening dress that exposed her beautiful back like jade, she would have looked as pure as a high school student who is inexperienced in the world.

"Because, the time has not come yet." Mitsui Yufeng said with gloomy eyes. Somehow, a surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart! He pressed Huang Shiman's head, pushed her to his crotch, and took out

That disgusting smelly thing was stuffed into his mouth.

Huang Shiman glanced at him with a charming look, lowered her head and started to swallow hard.

The few bodyguards at the back looked around nonchalantly, as if they were not surprised.

Mitsui Yufeng likes this kind of stimulating things the most. Only the most secret sex, love and social things are combined in some strange way to achieve an ultimate pleasure.

For example, some children like to be seduced by uniforms, and some nouveau riche like to be starlets. Uniforms represent careers, and starlets attract thousands of people, and they have a strong social nature.

Fucking this kind of woman feels like raping society.

Mitsui Yufeng likes to do secret sexual things in public places. Likewise, this gives him a pleasure that is above human social order and human moral ethics.

In a public place, if you fuck a public lover, rub it, it feels like you are fucking a public lover!

Sure enough, after a while, Mitsui Yufeng's face showed a sickly flush, and his expression became more and more excited. He shouted to the bodyguard: "You guys, come here, together!"

Those bodyguards all looked serious on the surface, but in fact, they had long fantasized that the male protagonist in the heroine's mouth was him. When they heard the shouting, they all ran over.

One of the bodyguards tore open Huang Shiman's evening gown, and the red whip marks on her jade-like back made them even more furious! The round white patch under the black underwear made them want to vomit nosebleeds.

Huang Shiman naturally understood Mitsui's intention, but instead of feeling ashamed, she felt very excited. She purred like a little female cat and glanced at Mitsui with an angry smile.

That extremely charming cry made the souls of the bodyguards fly away to the sky. The other bodyguard was even more excited. He suddenly pulled off the black lace panties, raised the spear under his abdomen, and wanted to

Penetrate...

The tall statue of Jesus remained as peaceful as before, looking at these poor soulless souls with pity and silently.

"Wait a minute." Just when the blood-spraying group battle was about to break out, a calm voice sounded out, sounding discordant.

Mitsui Yufeng, who was closing his eyes to enjoy Huang Shiman's soft little mouth, suddenly opened his eyes and saw Xia Xiaoluo standing in front of him with a smile. To his left and right, there were two men. One was on time.

A middle-aged man, wearing a full set of US military special forces equipment, playing with a black military thorn in his hand; the other one has white hair, and his true age cannot be seen. Both of them exude a faint murderous aura.

Several bodyguards quickly lifted up their pants, pulled out their weapons, and looked at Xia Xiaoluo and Dao Feng and Pulsatilla with vigilance.

Mitsui Yufeng was shocked, how could these people get so close to him so quietly?

I glanced around and saw that not far away, more than a dozen bodyguards had fallen into a pool of blood. Apparently, they were shot in the head with a sniper rifle equipped with a silencer. Damn, I spent dozens of

The best bodyguards in Japan who were hired for ten thousand dollars were killed with one shot!

"Originally, I, who have always had a bad taste, really like this kind of drama. Gee, the Japanese are very imaginative for this kind of uncensored action movies. They are such a perverted nation. It's a pity that the protagonist is not right. If it is

If it were a different heroine, I would really enjoy watching this kind of drama." Xia Xiaoluo said with a smile, glanced at Huang Shiman, as if he had seen through her internal organs, and said with regret: "But, why are you?

Where is a Chinese?"

Yes, why her? A Chinese star? Some time ago, she was called the purest virgin in China by some ignorant media. She starred in some movie called "Love in the Locust Tree"?

If it were a foreigner, Xia Xiaoluo would kill her with one knife without hesitation.

However, she happened to be Chinese. No matter how despicable and despicable she was, no matter how much she made Xia Xiaoluo heartache and made him furious, Xia Xiaoluo still couldn't bear to kill a Chinese.

"Huh! I'm no longer Chinese!" Huang Shiman stood up, wiped the dirt from the corners of her mouth, and looked down at Xia Xiaoluo. It's strange, isn't this young man a low-ranking writer from China?

Why is he in Brazil? He seems to have a good relationship with Chu Xiuhan.

Charmaine Wong is as slutty and as cheap as a bitch under the crotch of foreigners, but when facing Chinese people, she immediately shows a proud temperament.

Not only was Xia Xiaoluo not angry, but he laughed and said happily, "Then, I'll feel relieved."

"Don't worry?" Huang Shiman was very confused.

"Yes, I can kill you with confidence!"

Saying that, Xia Xiaoluo waved his hand, and the blade suddenly moved out like a cheetah, floating nimbly among the bodyguards like a fallen leaf.

The black matte military spurs had no glint in the dark night. With a slight scrape, they easily killed the Japanese useless bodyguards who were standing in front of them. The arteries of several people were stabbed accurately in their arms, and blood spurted out.

Fell to the ground.

He stretched out his hand again and twisted Huang Shiman's tender neck. The blade of the blade tightly twisted her neck. He raised his hand slightly. Huang Shiman's feet were already off the ground, and her cone-like jade legs kept bouncing.

.

Mitsui Yufeng was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, looking at the ghost-like blade in horror. Xia Xiaoluo, this subordinate, really has the terrifying strength of one against a hundred. His bodyguards were all wiped out before they could react.

It fell and caught Huang Shiman accurately.

Huang Shiman looked at Xia Xiaoluo as if begging for mercy, with many tears flowing from her eyes. However, Xia Xiaoluo did not stop the blade. Poor people must have pity. Who makes you Japanese?

The blade was expressionless, and with another force, Huang Shiman's throat kept making a gurgling sound, her face turned an ugly pig liver color, her head tilted suddenly, her body suddenly softened, and she died.

The blade threw her to the ground, discarding her like a worn shoe, and no one looked at her again.

Xia Xiaoluo, Dao Feng, and Pulsatilla kept moving forward. Mitsui Yufeng's face had already turned pale, and he kept backing away with his hands on the ground. He kept begging for mercy: "Please forgive me... I am a dog, I

It's a pig...Look, I can also bark like a dog, woof woof woof woof!"

Xia Xiaoluo stepped forward and kicked him hard in the crotch. The kick only made him shrink and bend into a shrimp.

Xia Xiaoluo scolded: "Let you visit the Yasukuni Shrine!"

"I didn't!" Mitsui Yufeng shouted aggrievedly.

"I said yes!" Xia Xiaoluo accused him shamelessly. "You didn't, your Mitsui family must have! Your family didn't! You Japanese must have!"

Mitsui Yufeng no longer refuted, but kept nodding.

Xia Xiaoluo kicked him in the face again, and kicked him more than three meters away, hitting a stone pillar next to him, and said angrily: "Let you rob our Diaoyu Island..."

Mitsui Yufeng fell to the ground, motionless like a dead dog.

Xia Xiaoluo looked at Mitsui who had passed out, and smiled and said to Dao Feng: "My feet are quite strong. Do you think that if I play for the national football team, will it enhance our country's prestige?"

Dao Feng had a black line on his face. Could he stop thinking so divergently and jumpyly? He said with a stiff face: "Master Luo, let's do business first and then discuss the football career..."

Xia Xiaoluo nodded, waved his hand, and Blade handed over a pistol. Xia Xiaoluo said to Mitsui Yufeng who woke up: "Your brother is no match for me, and you still fight with me! Let's learn Chinese football from now on.

, changing coaches or players won’t work, it’s better to change opponents! This will work!”

With that said, he aimed a shot at Mitsui Yufeng's head. Damn, he missed it. He didn't hit it at such a close distance. It's really embarrassing. It's even more embarrassing than Chinese football! Are there any own goals?

The blade shot a supplementary shot from the side, Yufeng Mitsui's brain collapsed, and he died! He and Huang Shiman went to heaven or hell to become a pair of shameless and miserable mandarin ducks.

Xia Xiaoluo glanced at Daofeng dejectedly, kicked his butt, and said: "Stealing my limelight again! I am the protagonist!"

The three of them walked down the steps. Under the platform, several cars had already started and were waiting.

Xia Xiaoluo got into the car, turned around and glanced at the tall statue of Jesus that exuded kindness and kindness under the light, and thought to himself, Farewell! Rio de Janeiro!

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