Wife Addiction, Don’t Run Away, Madam

The next second, he shot, imprisoned the dishonest person, and said in a low voice:

"If you want me to take you to see your family, then you...please, please, me!"

After a pause, he emphasized: "Please."

Lin Xi said obediently, "Xiao Bo, please."

"What did you call me?"

The man's eyes narrowed, and a dangerous aura exploded instantly.

Lin Xi trembled, full of regret, and almost bit his tongue.

"I, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't-"

Before he finished his plea for mercy, he was already lying on Zhou Zhibo's lap.

Immediately afterwards, the little **** was brutally murdered.

"It's too late! Count by yourself, a hundred times, not less!"

Saying that, the man's palm fell again.

...

Abroad, refugee areas.

Dark night with some cold rain.

Everyone huddled in their respective sites and carried out some entertainment activities in the evening.

At this moment, they will not know that this night is very long.

Some dilapidated manor.

Anyone with discernment can see that although this manor looks dilapidated, the guards cannot be underestimated.

"Hey, if you break in hard, where can you break in?" a big old man with a bare arm asked another big old man next to him.

"Break through 70%, without triggering the trap."

Lin Nan raised his eyebrows and gave a thumbs up: "Amazing."

"Want to try?"

Si Mo stood behind the two of them, pressing his eyebrows helplessly.

"Brother Nan, Brother Bei, there is no loophole, just mention it, don't scare them."

Lin Bei smiled, but looked a little naughty: "At three o'clock in front of the tree, someone fell asleep."

"Between three o'clock and five o'clock, it's a blind spot, and it's easy to break through."

Simo squinted his eyes, picked up a stone from the ground, and using his wrists, accurately smashed the dozing person down from the tree.

"Mo, Brother Mo!"

Simo sneered, the corners of his mouth twitched in a cruel arc, and he said anything, but the man was sweating all over his body.

"Brother Nan and Bei, let the two of you laugh, let's go, Brother Yao is in the room."

Si Mo ignored the people kneeling on the ground, and walked in with a light expression toward Lin Nan and Lin Bei.

in the room.

A black-clothed man with a solemn face threw a box with mottled rust to the two muscular steel men in front of him.

"Here, the best cold weapon."

Si Yao raised his eyebrows, turned around and threw out another big box: "There is another box."

He knew the habit of Lin Nan and Lin Bei, and like him, he played with knives.

Lin Nan and Lin Bei looked at each other, each carrying a box, and said, "Play with some grenades."

"Two Brownings."

Lin Yu specially explained to them that it is best to solve it at one time, and not to fix too many fish that slip through the net.

Naturally they have to be fully prepared.

Si Yao tilted his head and glanced at Si Mo, "Follow him to move."

For a moment, Si Yao was the only one left in the room.

He took out the short blade on his waist, and gently swept the word "An" on the handle of the knife with his fingertips.

In a few minutes, Lin Nan and Lin Bei came back with the equipment.

Si Yao did not speak, and was still carefully wiping the knife in his hand.

Ten minutes later, Simo came to report, "Brother Yao, the brothers are all in the hospital."

Si Yao turned his wrist, and the knife in his hand disappeared in an instant.

Lin Nan and Lin Bei looked at each other, shocked.

After not seeing him for a few months, Si Yao's speed increased again.

The two of them are afraid that they will stop working if they can't pass a hundred strokes.

As expected of the youngest black Taoist godfather in the world.

The four of them walked into the garden one after the other.

I haven't seen anyone yet, and the monstrous **** smell can be heard from far away.

Standing in front of the crowded crowd, Si Yao's sharp eyes looked extremely bright in the dark night.

The resolute profile had an inexplicable sternness.

"Brother Yao!"

Everyone spoke in unison, loud and clear.

They are the elite of the Guihu Gang.

Only after going through layers of selection and various devil training can they stand here and see their most admired idols.

Si Yao didn't speak, and looked at them quietly.

Everyone stood up straight, with blood in their eyes.

Time passed by minute by minute.

I don't know how long it will take, the sky turns white, and dawn is about to break.

The breeze was blowing and the leaves were rustling.

Si Yao's wrist shook.

"Shh!"

The sound of the blade breaking through the air was exceptionally clear.

"kill--"

A command, blood boiling.

Today, they want to make this land bear the name of their Ghost Tiger Gang!

According to the previous deployment, everyone broke down one force after another in an orderly manner.

Si Yao held a pair of knives, and when he picked up the knives, he took two lives.

The speed is fast, the strength is ruthless, and there is no trace of tricks.

A few hours later, the ground beneath his feet was soaked in mud and sticky with blood.

Si Yao had a few shallow scratches on his back, which were left from the melee just now.

Lin Nan Lin Bei threw two grenades and popped them out, cursing:

"Where's the grandson of the ghost gang?"

"Your ghost grandpa is here! Come out to meet him!"

Si Yao took a deep breath.

The knife in his hand was dull again.

The man tried hard and accurately threw it on Xiao Lala, who was running in front, and played its final role.

"Simo, the knife!"

Following his order, Simer handed over two sharp weapons with blood.

Si Yao stretched out his hand, flipped, and kicked away the members of the Tiger Gang who were trying to attack.

"Fuck! Damn it, Simo, set me on fire and force people out."