Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

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Dingzhi Building, 62nd floor.

call out!

The knife plunged into the bullseye precisely.

Kun: "Lord."

Su Qinghou hummed, drew the knife, didn't throw it again, and played with it in his hand.

The knife A Kun looked familiar, and he asked the question that had been holding back for a long time: "Zhan Dongdong is really three knives?" He couldn't believe it, "the three knives on the red triangle killer list. ?"

Su Qinghou ignored it.

Ah Kun has a self-climax: "No wonder Baron and George can't work with her together, she is actually three knives! She is so young! She is still a girl! Too big! Worthy of being my idol!"

A suspicious red appeared on Kun's dark face, like... a shy man.

Su Qinghou looked up.

Akun touched his nose and explained impassionedly: "Before I became a mercenary, I had been in the assassin circle. Then I retired from the circle when my record was not ideal. At that time, I was fortunate to admire the sword **** side." His tone became respectful. Now, he took out his twelve points of respect for the strong, "Oh, we all call her the sword **** in the killer circle. She uses knives more than spears, and is best at close combat. It was the battle of Sashan. , She picked the entire leader gang alone—"

He was talking passionately--

Su Qinghou took his face as a target and gestured twice: "With so many words, do you want to catch a mink again?"

Kun hurriedly waved his hand and said nonono.

At this time, King came back from a trip.

"Pang Xiao found another ghost machine."

Su Qinghou let out a lazy tone.

Akun couldn't help thinking about popular science: "The ghost machine is the one that has been pressed underneath by three knives all the year round," a three-second pause, "killer."

This is a sentence.

Ah King said again: "This thing is a bit weird, the ghost machine hasn't moved anything until now."

The killer circle is all looking at money and doing things for money.

Kun, who has been in the assassin circle, can’t help but popular science again: "You don’t know about that. There is a secret in the assassin circle. The ghost machine does not move the head of the three knives. , Both said that they were engaged in the foundation."

Of course, he thought they were a pair before.

A dart rubbed Kun's face and hit the wall behind: "Get out."

Kun: "Yes."

"Where is Pang Xiao?"

Ah King returned to Su Qinghou's words: "Li Wenbing has come to Pullman."

Su Qing Hou Mo rubbed the lettering on the handle: "Yes, I will come to find it if I save it."

King pondered for a moment and asked, "Master, are you interested in the business of Crescent Town?"

Xinyue Town is the largest opium poppy cultivation area in Beizhou, and the profits in it are hard to figure out.

"Not interested in."

that?

Su Qinghou said: "I just don't like ugly people to make trouble."

King understands.

Xiao Zhiye touches everything, but never touches poison.

Blame that Pang Xiao is so ugly.

Crescent Town.

Pang Xiao and Li Wenbing are conspiring.

"When Su Qinghou dies, Pullman will have to mess around."

Li Wenbing offered a plan: "Oh, it's better to get the shipping rights first. When Pullman's internal competition is almost done and our goods are almost sold, we will kill them back to the carbine and take Pullman."

Pullman has been held in the hands of the Su family for decades, and has almost monopolized the arms business of the surrounding countries. The Su family and his son are immortal. No one dares to go wild, and there are many people who expect them to die. Just a little bit of trouble. , Must come from all directions.

"do you have any plans?"

"Lao Zhiye was imprisoned on Galan Island by Su Qinghou..."

Zhan Dongdong touched the monitor earphones with one hand and tapped the steering wheel with the other. After listening, she lit a slender lady's cigarette and dialed the phone: "Check me Li Wenbing."

The next day, the leader of Hongmu Fenghai rebellion, colluded with Li Wenbing inside and outside, and took three shipments from Pullman.

The next day, Xiao Zhiye conducted a comprehensive drug search in Pullman.

The next day, Li Wenbing took advantage of Master Xiaozhi to calm the chaos, led people to besiege the island of Gelan, arrested Master Zhi, and threatened Master Xiaozhi to negotiate.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Li Wenbing had already waited for three hours in Galan Island. Finally, a boat came.

"Second master, it is Xiao Zhiye who is here."

Li Wenbing looked at the sea: "How many people did you bring?"

Miao Tong said: "He is the only one."

Li Wenbing drew his pistol from the holster on his waist, and said, "He is horizontal enough."

"boom!"

The bullet hit Li Wenbing's feet.

Then, it was Su Qinghou's voice, very unbelievable: "Your little master is here."

Not only horizontal, but also crazy.

Li Wenbing and his over 100 brothers all aimed at him: "Put down the gun."

Su Qinghou got off the boat, threw the gun, pockets with both hands, white shirt and black trousers, and the wind and sand on the island could not cover his strange and terrifying hostility. It's strange to say that he doesn't look like a bandit, but like a noble son.

He came, came single-handedly.

Su Dingzhi was pointed at his head with a gun, and the broken leg was not on the ground. He looked dead and cursed: "Little beast, what are you doing!"

Su Qinghou divided his eyes: "Come to redeem you, old beast." He walked to the middle and looked at Li Wenbing calmly: "Say, what do you want?"

Li Wenbing doesn't go in circles: "Redwood Wind's maritime rights."

The Redwood Wind has always been in charge of the Su family. Not to mention the oil and water inside, the passage can open up the drug transport market in the north and the south. The elders of New Moon Town wanted to swallow this piece of fat.

Su Qinghou responded lightly: "Okay, here you are."

Li Wenbing is aggressive, his eyes are vicious: "I want you three fingers."

Su Qinghou took the cufflinks, rolled up the sleeves, and looked up.

"Master Xiao Zhi doesn't remember me?" Li Wenbing took off the glove on his left hand, and the five fingers only left the big and small thumbs. "Six years ago, you broke my three fingers and let me climb from Dingzhi Building to China Street on my knees. A total of three hundred and four heads were knocked along the way."

Su Qinghou said lukewarmly, "I remember." This cargo carried three packs of poison on his back, and he got involved.

Tsk tut, sure enough, you can't just leave someone with a fate.

"Three fingers won't work." He raised his hand and looked at his distinct fingers. "My hand is so beautiful, you can't afford it."

The hand holding the gun is rarely like him, but it is more like the hand of the piano.

Li Wenbing was irritated by him, and his eyes were cracked: "You figure out the situation, now you and Su Dingzhi are both prisoners of Lao Tzu."

Su Qinghou smiled, her tender eyes filled with a brutal murderous aura: "You figure out the situation, I am Lao Tzu in Pullman. If I lie here today, you and Pang Xiao will have it tomorrow. Report underground."

Li Wenbing gritted his teeth, his hand was already on the trigger.

Miao Tong immediately reminded: "Second Master." He stepped forward and whispered a few words in Li Wenbing's ear.

In fact, everyone understands that if Su Qinghou died on the Galan Island, no one could have survived the island. After all, Pullman had not changed his surname yet.

Li Wenbing couldn't bear it and he had to bear it: "You can keep your fingers, you kneel down and knock Lao Tzu three times. Let's forget about this today. If you don't knock your head,"

Before he finished speaking, his brother's muzzle all pointed at Su Dingzhi.

Su Ding snarled angrily: "If you **** kneel, I won't recognize you as my seed."

Su Qinghou replied painlessly: "I want you to recognize it?"

Su Dingzhi burst into flames in his eyes and blushed and said, "You little girl, I will kill myself when you kneel, and let you lose your father immediately!"

He Su Qinghou's life, even his old man has never kneeled.

He licked his teeth and seemed to be thinking.

Li Wenbing couldn't wait, and wanted to see the aloof Xiao Zhi bowing his head to him: "Don't chirp, hurry up and kowtow to Laozi!"

The sound of the wind whistled, and suddenly a clear voice fell from the sky, and the momentum was amazing.

"No!"

"No kowtow!"

Everyone looked up.

The helicopter came from a distance and hovered for a while, then the bottom compartment opened and a rope was thrown down. Then a woman wearing a bulletproof vest and a bulletproof helmet pulled the rope and landed straight.

Li Wenbing immediately asked: "Who are you?"

The woman painted a few paints on her face, her body armor was not long, and her black tights pinched her waist too thin. She said, "Three knives."

Although it is covered by oil paint, the face can still be seen for three to four points. As a killer, this face is indeed too swagger.

She didn't even pretend to sound, she walked upright to Su Qinghou in a generous and arrogant tone, with an overbearing and unreasonable tone: "Su Qinghou, I don't allow you to kowtow, what is he, you kneel He, he can't bear this grandson!"

Xiao Zhiye is Pullman's demon at the age of eighteen. Who can make him kneel? He can't do it!

Su Qinghou is not as unhurried as the talented person. He is a lot more indifferent and angry: "Why are you here?"

Zhan Dongdong took off the bullet-proof helmet, stood on tiptoe, and put it on him, his colorful face smiled openly: "Come to protect you."

The rules of survival in the Red Triangle Su Qinghou learned thoroughly when he was seven or eight years old. The blood has flowed through, but he has basically not suffered a major loss. If someone gives him a bullet, he will return ten. Everyone takes it for granted. The demon, Xiao Zhiye, is an immortal body.

She was the only one who stood up to protect him.

She is not very tall. She is at least a head shorter than Su Qinghou, and her shoulders are thin, but she stands in front of him. She said aggressively, "Li Wenbing, you grandson, see who is on it?"

Su Qinghou was still stunned.

Li Wenbing and the others looked up.

On the helicopter, a kid shouted: "Daddy!"

It is the son of Li Wenbing.

Li Wenbing was furious, his eyes flushed: "You have rules in this circle, and it's not a disaster for your family."

Zhan Dongdong shrugged and didn't care: "I know, from today, my three knives will not be in this circle." She just put the words here, every word was uttered, "You have to dare Su Qinghou kneels for you, and I will kill you with three swords."

She can retreat from the killer list, it doesn't matter, she has more important things to guard.

The Red Triangle may not have the three knives of the feared first killer, but there must be a little Zhiye who will bow down.

Li Wenbing was furious: "I'm breaking you now!"

"Daddy!"

"Daddy! Save me!"

On the helicopter, the ghost machine was smoking. Watching his junior girl who usually only recognizes money but not people, he pushed Su Qinghou back and took out two small knives from his waist: "Try it."

Three swords are faster than many people's guns.

The ghost machine threw the cigarette butt: Oh, woman.

The ghost machine was not so good, and poked the little guy's head: "Don't stop."

The little guy cried: "Daddy!"

"Daddy! Save me!"

"Daddy!"

Li Wenbing was about to shoot bullets in his eyes, wishing to beat Zhan Dongdong into a hornet's nest.

The two sides faced each other, and the sea breeze was arrogantly blowing.

In Zhan Dongdong's ear, someone suddenly whispered: "Get down."

She was taken aback, then turned back: "Huh?"

Su Qinghou leaned over and leaned against her ear, like a devil about to do evil, with a smile on his mouth and gloomy eyes: "I count three times, and you will get down."

Before Zhan Dongdong could react, he started counting: "One."

Her heartbeat has never been so fast.

"two."

Damn, at this time, she actually wanted to kiss him.

"three."

She immediately turned around, hugged him by the waist, and fell back suddenly. Almost at the same time, Su Dingzhi and his men grabbed the gun, held their heads and rolled away.

The next second, the bomb roared.

"Boom boom..."

At that moment, the sky was full of gunpowder, stumps and arms, all bloody, the explosion made Zhan Dongdong short-term tinnitus, but it was strange, she could still hear Su Qinghou's voice, it was crazy, it was a victory The attitude of the author: "Is it stupid? Will Su Qinghou kneel down?"

They were all set by him, he was waiting for Li Wenbing to jump into the pit.

Zhan Dongdong pressed him and forgot to get up, the bomb was still exploding, and the fireworks in her mind were also exploding: Look, it is indeed the man she likes Zhan Dongdong, the devil, and the king of Pullman.

For nearly half a minute, Li Wenbing and his brother over 100 went to see King Yan, with the exception of Miao Tong. The bomb exploded within the range of ten meters in diameter. Miao Tong didn't know when it left the circle. He walked over and said, "Master."

Su Qinghou gave a hum, and poked someone's body armor with his finger: "Can't get up yet?" The tone was disgusting.

Zhan Dongdong was a little confused: "Oh."

She got up from him.

He then stood up and buckled the bulletproof helmet on her head.

Lao Zhiye, who cooperated in a play, came out of the play, and asked in humiliation: "If Lao Tzu is really captured, will you come to redeem your Lao Tzu?"

Su Qinghou dusted the dirt on his body: "No redemption."

Su Dingzhi killed people with his eyes: "I should shoot you on the wall!"

Su Qinghou snorted: "Then you died a long time ago."

Little beast!

Su Dingzhi didn't even want to see him, his gaze fell on Zhan Dongdong, and he recognized it: "It's you, kicked off my leg."

If Zhan Dongdong knew that this was the future father-in-law, she would definitely not work so hard.

She smiled like a girl next door: "That's all a misunderstanding."

Su Dingzhi picked up a gun from the ground and moved his neck: "For the sake of you being a girl, if you don't want your life, just return a leg."

Should I fight back?

Zhan Dongdong is thinking about this question.

Su Qinghou suddenly called out: "Dad."

Su Dingzhi almost fell down.