Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering! - Chapter 579

“Sure enough, it was you.” He took out his hand. Zhan Dongdong’s injury was not healed, so he took the knife easily. It was his turn to lift her chin with the knife, “Who asked you to come? kill me?”

She did not hesitate at all, and directly recruited: “Crescent Moon Town, Pang Xiao.”

“who are you?”

She was motionless, letting his knife near her throat: “Wang Geli, three knives.”

The identity of Zhan Dongdong is fake. The real Zhan Dongdong died early. She robbed others of their identity and inherited their huge wealth.

She is such a person who does no evil and never softens people.

If she had softened her heart to others, she would have died eight hundred times earlier.

Su Qinghou asked again: “How much salary did Pang Xiao give you?”

“Three hundred million.”

“I’m only worth 300 million?” He slammed her forehead with the hilt of his knife, cursing, “I have never seen anything in the world!”

Zhan Dongdong touched his head and laughed: “It’s more than that.”

She who is wicked and never soft-hearted to others will surrender to Su Qinghou.

She reached over, trying to touch his eyebrows.

Su Qinghou pushed her hand away, seeming to be very angry, and looked at her like a knife: “What are you doing now? Seduce me? Do you want to wait for me to relax and kill me?”

“Relax your guard?” Zhan Dongdong smiled triumphantly, “You mean, my seduction is useful?”

Su Qinghou became angry from embarrassment, and only suffocated one word for a long time: “Go away.”

Zhan Dongdong follows the good faith: “Okay.”

“…”

He was choked by her.

Before he got out, Zhan Dongdong asked without giving up, “You really blown up my car?” Damn, those cars add up to billions.

Su Qinghou did not answer.

Zhan Dongdong understood: “Then it didn’t explode.” If he exploded, he must have said to **** her off, too, he still had to keep those cars to hang her.

This man is too bad, a little bit superior.

Zhan Dongdong pushed his hand, and easily avoided the knife: “When I solve all the troubles, I will come to you to get the car.” She came out of the laboratory for one thing and helped him Trouble resolved.

Su Qinghou played with her small knife. It was delicate, and the tip of the knife was sharp enough: “Is this a place where you can come and go whenever you want?”

“You can kill me if you want.”

She didn’t defend herself, turned around and exposed her back to him.

Su Qinghou held the knife, the tip of the knife turned around, but never pointed at her.

Forget it this time, just take the shot she blocked… he thought so.

Zhan Dongdong had already reached the door and suddenly looked back: “Su Qinghou.”

Su Qinghou almost immediately looked up.

She smiled at him and cast a seductive wink: “Wait for me.”

Then she left.

Su Qinghou kicked the door up, the knife in his hand shot hard and plunged deeply into the door: The ghost is waiting for you!

The next day.

September in Crescent Town was too hot to make people irritable, and only after the sun set in the west and the moon rose, it was a little bit hot and dry.

“Master Xiao,” Li Wenbing led people into the villa, “three knives are here.”

Pang Xiao sat on the black leather sofa, spitting the tea from her mouth back into the cup without raising her eyelids: “I thought you were dead.”

Zhan Dongdong sat down, put his long legs on the coffee table, his face hidden in his hood, and his eyes revealed an untamable wildness: “The evil is left over for a thousand years, my kind will definitely live longer than you.”

Pang Xiao was impatient, and half of his disfigured face was terrifying: “Don’t be **** with me, it’s been so long, why haven’t you killed Su Qinghou?”

“Master Xiao, do you think it’s so easy to make a 300 million business?” She shook her legs and looked slack, “You should also know that I got into Su Qinghou’s laboratory and helped him block it.” One shot.”

Of course Pang Xiao knew: “Are you going to save or kill?”

“That shot was not deadly at all. I helped him to block it to get him off guard against me. Don’t you think I am out now?”

Pang Xiao was half-believing, staring at her fiercely.

“I didn’t kill Su Qinghou within the stipulated time. I counted as a breach of contract.” Zhan Dongdong put the box on the table, opened it, and pushed it over. It was full of gold bars. “This is the deposit you paid, Xiaoye, and I will refund it all. , Give me another week, and I will use Su Qinghou’s head to withdraw money.”

Pang Xiao glanced at the gold in the box: “Then I will wait for your good news.”

After Zhan Dongdong left, Li Wenbing asked Pang Xiao: “Master Xiao, can you trust these three knives?”

“Believe it or not, you have to make a two-handed plan.” Pang Xiao knocked on the table, “Go and invite the ghost machine.”

Zhan Dongdong had already driven the car out of the villa. She sneered when she heard this: “Old stuff, you know you are **** restless.”

She moved her hands and feet in the box of gold bars, and there was a miniature bug in it.

The next morning, the ghost machine was invited to Crescent Town.

In the red triangle’s killer list, the ghost machine ranked second, second only to three knives.

As soon as the sun went down, the night strumming of drunken music began in the entertainment city of Wanglili. DJ music madly stimulated people’s nerves. The men and women on the dance floor shook their heads and turned their waists, wantonly indulging.

In the box, the man hugged from left to right, so happy.

He seemed drunk but not drunk, his eyelids raised lightly: “Come out.”

The door was opened at this time. Zhan Dongdong was wearing a chest-wrapped hip skirt and a small fragrant jacket over the skirt. She stepped in on high heels, with a cold make-up: “Long time no see.”

The man who hugged left and right was a ghost.

He snapped his fingers, and the beauty next to him twisted his waist wittily to avoid him. He spread his hands and leaned on the sofa, giving birth to a face that turned all sentient beings upside down, and he smiled handsomely: “This is your first time. Take the initiative to come to me.”

Zhan Dongdong sat down and poured himself a glass of wine: “I don’t want to go to the Three Treasures Hall if I have anything to do. Don’t I ask you if I have something to do.”

He looked kind of interested: “Say, what’s the matter?”

“Don’t move Su Qinghou.”

This tone is bound to win.

The ghost machine shook the glass, and the ice cubes inside lightly bumped: “Are you trying to grab someone’s head from me?”

“No, I will pay you double for your loss. You don’t care about Pang Xiao, just drag him. He won’t live long and won’t affect your reputation as a killer.”

It sounds like a business that makes no money.

The ghost machine put the cup down and habitually touched the tattoos on his fingers. His eye sockets were deep and his pupils were green. When he looked at people so seriously, he looked like an amorous noble son: “Give me a reason.”

Zhan Dongdong leaned back with her legs up, her coat opened a bit, revealing half of her collarbone and the white bandage on her shoulders. She said, “Su Qinghou is my friend.”

Guiji laughed, his eyes swept away from her wound: “Are you kidding me?”

Zhan Dongdong’s rare seriousness: “I’m serious.”

Gui Jijun’s face was pulled down, and the romance was gone, and he was full of suffocation: “Go away, no help.”

She didn’t go away, with a negotiating tone, her lips were begging, but her eyes were warning people: “After you help me this time, I will wash my hands in the golden basin, exit the killer list, and then push you up.”

The ghost machine touched a broad bean from the table and threw it over: “Fuck you, who wants you to push it.”

Zhan Dongdong twitched the corner of his mouth and decisively picked up the wine bottle.

“Want to hit me?”

Zhan Dongdong made an innocent expression: “Am I such a rebellious person?” She sat down and poured him a glass of wine. The guy who usually kills heaven and earth put away his claws, and learned to beg for mercy. “Brother, Please, help me once.”

How crazy she is usually, walking sideways in the red triangle.

This was the first time she begged him.

She shamelessly called him brother.

Why didn’t he remember that he was her senior when he was robbed of others.

The ghost machine squeezed another broad bean, used two points of force, and smashed it on her wound: “Go away.”

Does he still know how her injury came from?

“If you don’t get out, I’ll go and snipe Su Qinghou.”

“Thank you brother.”

Zhan Dongdong put his fingers together, made a handsome gesture towards the ghost machine, and then “rolled away”.

No one in the Red Triangle doesn’t know the three knives and the ghost machine, but no one knows that they crawled out of the same ghost door.

There were thousands of killers like them in the organization. They were cultivated since they were young, and then killed each other, only two of them survived.

When he started his teacher, Guiji was nineteen years old, and three knives were fifteen years old.

That was the last time she called him Senior Brother: “Brother, after this door, we are right, I will not let you, I want to be the number one killer in the Red Triangle.”

He kicked her out the door at that time: “Don’t let me collect the body when you die.”

When he first saw her in the Valley of Evil, she was only six years old. He was only six years old and was about to start killing in order to survive.

Twenty years later, the little girl grew up and ran to say that she had a relationship.

The ghost machine kicked the table, annoying!