Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

The disco was already in a mess. He didn't see his companion at a glance, but he saw Yin Yanyan still sitting there drinking.\%_%_网_original_creation%_%\

"Hey, where is my boss?" Lu Mao squeezed over and asked.

Yin Yanyan smiled and did not answer his question: "Where is the razor?"

"Here." Lu Mao raised the razor in his hand.[

"Very good, you are very good."

Yin Yanyan took the razor smoothly, patted him on the shoulder, and pointed to the corner with her delicate hand: "Where is your boss? Go!"

Before Green Mao's eyes could find Huang Mao and the others, he got kicked on the butt!

Unable to stand still any longer, he ran a few steps, bumped into two people, and the three of them turned into gourds that fell to the ground...

His tailbone was almost broken by the kick, and he broke into a cold sweat from the pain.

"Damn it, why are you rushing to be reincarnated?" An angry curse came from below.

Lu Mao scrambled to get up, and this time he found that the two people he bumped into were actually his companions——

Red hair and yellow hair...

"Shall we have fun?"

Before they could stand up completely, Yin Yanyan stepped down with one foot, stepping on the back of Huang Mao's hand.

Huang Mao's face turned blue from the pain, and he wanted to jump up and get mad, but the pain in his crotch made his whole body weak, and his palms were under his feet, so he couldn't even turn over.

"Why are you still standing there?!" Huang Mao yelled at his companions.

The two men were slightly injured and jumped up together after hearing the words.

Regardless of the pain in his body, he rushed towards Yin Yanyan: "Let go of our boss!"

Before he could rush to Yin Yanyan, another flower appeared in front of him.

Yin Yanyan spun up and with two thumps, one of them received another kick and rolled to the ground again...

This time, neither of them could get up...

Yin Yanyan took action very quickly.

Huang Mao just felt a light touch on his palm and was about to withdraw quickly when Yin Yanyan's high heels fell down again and stepped on his hand again.[

This move almost made a hole in the back of his hand, causing Huang Mao to scream in pain regardless of his identity.

Yin Yanyan leaned over and looked at him with a smile: "Is it fun? Do you want to play?"

The three gangsters finally understood that they had met a master today and how could they dare to provoke them again? Huang Mao held back the pain and begged for mercy: "No... I won't play anymore..."

Yin Yanyan turned the gleaming razor on her fingertips and smiled gracefully: "But I haven't had enough fun yet, what should I do?"

She used the razor to measure his crotch: "Do you think I should cut off this thing of yours? So that it won't wander around from time to time and cause you to get into trouble..."

Huang Mao's face turned pale with fright: "No! Miss, spare your life, spare us, it's because we are blind..."

Miss? You are the miss, and your whole family is a miss!

Yin Yanyan sighed, and the tip of the knife lightly scratched his pants, making a chirping sound: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. After all, killing is wrong..."

All the cold hairs on Huang Mao's body stood up and he shouted: "You can't cut here. If you cut me, I will die. If you die, you will be the murderer. If you kill someone, you have to pay with your life..."

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