Assassin’s Chronicle

The first zero chapter can not escape

An Fei grabbed the corner of the big man, wiped the blood on the dagger, and stood up and followed the direction he had just observed.

Just walking through a corner, seeing a big man holding a bottle of wine and rushing over, seeing An Fei is very proud of a smile: "Brother, you see this wine is very good?"

"How come a little confused?" An Fei said surprised.

"No!" The big man raised the bottle and observed it carefully.

The bottle blocked his entire line of sight until Anfei cut his throat. He felt that his body was weak. When the bottle fell off his hand, his face was still inexplicable, and he couldn’t figure it out. Why did Anfei attack him, everyone is a brother...

An Fei grabbed the bottle with his left hand, released the dagger and grabbed the collar of the other party, gently placed the other person on the floor, and then pulled out the dagger.

In the storage room, the big man cursed and smashed around. The steak was not found in everyone's home, at least not here.

Just then, the door of the storage room suddenly opened, and Anfei walked in with a wry smile.

"Brother, how come you?" the big man asked in surprise.

"The goods don't eat steak, you have to eat turkey." Anfei shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

"Where does Laozi give her a turkey?!" the big man called.

"The taste of the goods is very embarrassing, no way, look for it, no turkey can find the steak." An Fei shook his head.

"Mom, I will not do it for a while, she cried and yelled at her mother!" The big man said indignantly: "Brother, don't leave, you can help me find it."

An Fei nodded and turned over a few times, which is also a coincidence. The big man looked for a steak he hadn't found for a long time and let him find it, but unfortunately it was born.

"This is not a steak!"

"Found?" The big man was very happy to come over: "Fuck, this is raw!"

"Forget it, I am going to roast the steak, you go back first." An Fei smashed from his arms, and took out a paper bag and threw it in the past: "This is handed to you, be careful. Don't let the goods find out." ""

"Do not worry, brother!" The big man took the paper bag: "This medicine... is it fierce?"

"How do you say that... As long as the goods are drunk, even if our brothers don't touch her, she will ask us to touch the ground!" An Fei showed smirk.

"Oh..." The big man focused on nodding, putting the paper bag carefully in the left hand palm, turning around and going out, the brotherhood was on this part, he was too lazy to ask the other party how to know Bill, and What is done in the glory mercenary group.

But just as he walked past Afflair. The corner of his eye suddenly saw a little cold direct to his throat. Under Orwell's men, he had the highest strength, second only to Orwell, a competent junior swordsman. Although Anfei’s shot was too sudden, his movements were lightning fast, and his attention was completely placed on the upcoming fun, but when Anfei’s dagger pierced his throat. He still took the dagger in time.

An Fei's wrist was twisted and twisted, and the dagger remained in the throat of the big man. The tail of the lion was exposed, and then the wrist was sent forward again, and the tail of the lion was stabbed into the eye of the other side. in.

More than 80% of the odds of rigidity is very terrible, almost guaranteed to achieve a rigid effect every time, the big man has not had time to pick up the vindictive, the body has been stuck. Can't move anymore.

An Fei pulled out the tail of the lion and sent it into the hollow dagger. He slammed it hard. The dagger straight into the big Han’s fist and pierced the throat deeply. After the rigid effect disappeared, the big man Has lost any resistance, softly fell to the ground.

When Anfei calmly walked out of the storage room. I even saw a face that was gnashing my teeth: "Who are you talking about?"

"Ah...acting. Susanna, are you still serious?" Anfei said helplessly. This time he is really helpless.

"I can say that I am... what is it?!"

"Okay, okay, wait until we solve the guy upstairs." An Fei hurriedly shifted the topic: "I am not letting you wait in the restaurant? How come you?"

Susanna snorted and didn't take care of An Fei. She was worried that Anfei was in danger and she followed all the way. Whoever wanted to hear the dialogue of Anfei, she actually knew that Anfei was acting, but the two The words made her very uncomfortable...

An Fei took out a black towel from his arms and carefully covered his face. He then handed it to Susanna, indicating that Susanna was also covered.

This thing did not explain before the flight, Susanna stunned and looked at An Fei with the eyes of the consultation.

"If you don't want to kill people, you'd better wear them, don't forget that there is a poor woman upstairs." An Fei said faintly.

"Know it." Susannah slammed and put on a black towel. Anfei took Susanna's hair up and flipped it over again. Susanna's hair was too special and it was easy to leave flaws.

However, this kind of action is very embarrassing. There is only one punch between two people. It is like a couple in the eyebrows, and then the next action should be a kiss... Anfei’s look is calm because he Just as Suzanne became an intimate and powerful partner, and Susanna looked very unnatural, and Anfei’s breath swept over her forehead, itching and warm, giving her a feeling of incomprehensibility. But she did not resist, let An Fei be at the mercy.

"Okay." An Fei chuckled.

Along the wooden stairs, Anfei and Susanna carefully stepped up and tried to avoid making any noise. There were only four rooms upstairs, and Orwell was doing it on the head. There was no scruples at all. The sound is very loud, and Anfei finds Orwell's position without any effort.

"I beg you... my man will kill me..." There was a woman’s snoring.

"Baby..." Orwell sent a laughter, and the man who was put on the green hat wouldn't be ashamed to kill the woman under his body... He didn't want to care, he only knew that the man was afraid to find a few courage. He is on the head of Orwell.

"Don't..." The woman made a shout. This is already the time for rape. "Don't become meaningless. Of course, if you think differently, this may be a woman who refuses to produce pleasure."

An Fei stood quietly in front of the room and waited. Susanna on the side was flushed and her nose became a bit heavy. This kind of live **** palace had no effect on Anfei. Susanna couldn’t stand it, if not To do the task, she might have to return and flee. This proves that everyone may have a fatal weakness. The key lies in excavation. If there are conditions, Anfei and Susanna will fight in a theater with a film. The scream and the fierce collision will greatly affect Susanna’s fighting spirit, the final winner may become Affi.

Susanna looked at An Fei several times, and she saw that Anfei had not moved. She had to endure it, but her fingers shook slightly, no wonder Susanna, for a ignorant virgin, such stimulation was too strong.

Finally, Orwell made a heavy squeak, and Anfei slammed the door open, and rushed two steps forward. Then he stood up and slammed toward Orwell, who was looking back. His figure was drawn in the air. There was an arc, and in the blink of an eye it was above the Orwell.

Orwell’s waist was forced, and the woman under her body changed her position. Anfei’s wrist was closed, and the woman was passed. Then the dagger slipped and a deep blood was drawn on Orwell’s left head. ditch.

Orwell screamed, throwing the woman in her arms to Anfei and reaching out to grab the long sword at the bedside. Susanna also rushed in, and the sword was wrapped in the smack of white scorpion. Spurting Orwell's chest, I haven't waited for the spur of Orwell. The **** that has not been narrowed has shocked Susanna and closed her eyes involuntarily. As a result, the head of the sword has deviated and only penetrated. Orwell's abdomen.

Anfei's movements were so flexible that they jumped up in a squatting posture, and one turned over, letting a woman pass, and then the dagger tried to find out. Due to the trauma of the abdomen, Orwell's movement slowed down, and as a result, he just grabbed the hilt, and Anfei's dagger had stabbed his wrist. Although Orwell had already whipped up his temper, he was to this extent. The vindictiveness was still worse, and it was impossible to completely immunize the attack of Anfei. The flying dagger had a deep visible bone wound on his wrist, and even the wrist bone was cut in half.

An Fei can't help but secretly swear. If you change the normal person, you can easily cut the whole hand down. The defensive ability of vindictiveness is really amazing!

Orwell once again made a tragic sound, and his right wrist was hit hard. He was unable to pull the sword and hurriedly waved his left boxing to Anfei's face.

Unfortunately, Orwell suffered heavy losses in succession, and the combat effectiveness has been greatly lost. Anfei gently slammed his head and avoided Orwell's attack. Then the dagger was raised and was piercing Orwell's neck. Susanna also pulled out. The long sword, struggling to stab, this time there is no deviation in the head, from Orwell's chest straight, the tip of the sword has passed through, and Orwell's life is nailed to the bed.

Orwell’s body moved a few times, looking at An Fei with a horrified eye, and then the light in his eyes became more and more bleak, and finally the first one was partial, softly fell on the bed, and the blood with foam slowly passed from the mouth. The nose ran out.