The national school idol is a girl

As that voice came out.

The windows roll down automatically.

Black people couldn't leave even if they wanted to.

After all, the only way is blocked by the other party!

He could only turn his head and look at the Lamborghini.

The dark black windows rolled down.

A young man with broken black hair, exaggerated with a few strands of silver gray, stretched out his arm, with a black ring on his slender finger. The corners of his mouth were half-curved, and he looked very handsome and evil.

The most eye-catching thing is the mole on the corner of her eye.

Everyone else's are black.

But hers was black with red.

It has a Buddhist-like beauty for no reason.

This is Bo Jiu's real 18 years old.

She is obviously a girl, but she is completely indifferent to male and female.

This doesn't seem to have much to do with hairstyle.

It's the overall temperament of this person.

In fact, the power of black people is very famous in this area.

Many circulations on the road are completed by them.

This old town is filled with everyone you can imagine.

Thief, liar, fraudster.

Each one is difficult to deal with.

After all, these things are all about craftsmanship.

Black people love to hug each other and have excellent voices. This has something to do with their bloodline.

Don’t think that everything is good, or think that everything is bad.

This is related to historical issues.

Musical talent and fighting talent go hand in hand.

The first three people living here, thieves, liars, and fraudsters, generally take a detour when they see black people.

But what makes black people detour... is the man in front of them.

"The weather is really nice." Bo Jiu raised his head casually and looked at the dark night sky.

Anyone who sees this scene will definitely think it is a classic.

Dance Road, night has just arrived.

The handsome young man raised his thin lips lightly.

It was as if I could see the wind moving.

This is Z's eighteenth year.

Go his own way, unscrupulous, and extremely mysterious.

Probably because there is no one to control her or pamper her anymore.

Therefore, even those eyes no longer have the brightness they had when they were young.

On the contrary, the black color is a bit heavy.

Although he is smiling, he is easily reminded of the devil in the comics.

The black people couldn't leave, they were all blocked by her in the corner. Although she meant it in a friendly way, please tell me, it's already dark, how did you tell that the weather was nice!

However, this is all routine.

Black people know that when dealing with someone, they must keep a straight face.

as expected.

Bo Jiu felt bored, turned the steering wheel, swung the tail very beautifully, and drove into the busy street.

The black people breathed a sigh of relief. Really... Ever since this guy moved here, they can no longer pretend to be a boss!

"The route has been revised. Master, where are we going today?"

The system fluctuated, creating layer after layer of ripples.

It is a smart little black, but at this time, due to the influence of its master,

The voice was still sinister and deep, and it didn't sound decent.

Bo Jiu curled his hair with one hand: "It's still early, the nightlife has just begun, just take a walk around."

"Ok." Smart Blackie automatically turned on the music, accelerated the speed of the car and shifted gears, quickly leaving the car in front of it behind.

Bo Jiu tilted his eyes and smiled slightly: "Get the information on today's prey."

"Yes, my handsome master."

A swish sound.

The 3D screen changed from a road map to a picture.

Xiao Hei's voice was very slow, as if matching the music: "Smith, 57 years old..."