Canghai explained to Avril, and the latter reluctantly stayed in place, but he still pouted incomprehensible: "Who are they? Are they not my father's friend?"

"Who knows, stay honestly, otherwise the person above will take off your skirt and slap your ass after grabbing you." Canghai deliberately scared her.

"You dare." Avril glared at Canghai with big eyes.

"Okay OK, it's not that I want to take off your skirt."

"I can't even think about it."

"The problem is that I didn't think about it." Canghai stopped entangling: "Listen, if I don't come out later, even if your father comes, you will stay there honestly. Have you heard?"

"I just ignored my dad, but why should I listen to you?" Avril pulled Canghai's body, which was about to bounce up, and refused to forgive him. Canghai was about to go crazy, and couldn't help but say, "You'll talk nonsense, I raped you." After saying that, regardless of Avril's stunned body, he shook his body, and his toes hit the wall, flew on the second floor, and stopped gently on the balcony, pressing him down like a dragonfly, blinking at Avril below, signaling not to speak, but his ears moved, ready to listen to the conversation inside.

He was a little depressed. He originally wanted to accompany this young lady to have fun and relax his mood. He never expected that such a strange and messy thing would happen.

Although he didn't want to worry, he was a person who liked to put things from the point of view. He thought that if he left, Avril would definitely go in or wait outside. Once her father came back, she would definitely shout loudly or follow him directly up. The person inside was full of murderous aura, so naturally he would not be a good man Bodhisattva who came to chat with their house.

The few people inside were not on the second floor, but went to the third floor. Canghai thought it was the same. The third floor had the widest view and could directly see the situation outside. He gently went up to the balcony, jumped in like a cat, looked left and right, looked at the perpetual calendar on the wall, and it was only 7:30. It was still an hour before Avril's father came back.

After hesitating for a moment, he went down the first floor and went to the kitchen to find some food. He ate some bread and sausages, thinking that this father was a Western food life, and there were no chopsticks in the dining cabinet, and they were all Chinese. On the way, Avril said that she had just had plastic surgery. Because she liked the actress named "Avril", she went to the United States for plastic surgery and changed to a foreigner. Except for her eyes, her whole face changed. I don't know how much it cost. Canghai knew that it was definitely not a small amount. He smiled and turned to the second floor, stopped for a while, and stopped at the door. Just as he was about to stick to the wall, the door suddenly opened. A mercenary-like man came out lightly: "Grandma, this task is really easy, let's fill your stomach first. Hey--"

Originally, Canghai just wanted to figure out what these people were doing, but he didn't want to have a head-on conflict. However, this person was experienced and noticed something from the fresh footprints on the stairs. He turned around and shouted. Canghai's mind trembled, his hand suddenly poked out, and everything was on the man's neck. Then he hugged the man's unconscious body, put it aside, and listened to the words of the others in the room.

"Damn it, now I have to wait for an hour. I wonder if the fat man named Yin will be scared to pee his pants when he sees us when he comes back."

A young and joking voice sounded in Canghai's ears, and another older voice snorted coldly: "Okay, although this mission is already the result of precise calculations, the old guy is very skilled. It is very difficult for us to take him away quietly. Be careful in a while. If we fail, we will not only fail to do our best, but also have to get into such a troublesome opponent."

The man changed his tone: "But, as long as we act carefully, we will generally be safe and we will be injured at most. By the way, where is the bobcat?"

A woman's voice came softly: "Who knows, I said I was hungry, probably that kid was feeling uncomfortable, so I'm looking for women's underwear."

Another woman said disgustedly: "Can you not be disgusted? You lesbian."

"Okay, I didn't look for underwear, I went for a bra." The previous woman smiled: "I heard that Old Gui Yin's daughter is a big beauty, and I'm more interested than a bobcat."

The old voice was very calm and his heart beat: "Okay, stop talking nonsense. Keep calm, nigger, go down and see, what are the bobcats doing."

"I understand." The woman was perfunctory just now, and the sound of footsteps came to the door.

In desperation, Canghai hugged the bobcat and disappeared on the stairs like a ghost, and cated behind the sofa on the second floor. The footsteps had already been uploaded from the stairs, and agile figure walked down aloud and whispered: "Bombcat, what are you doing, you greedy cat?"

Canghai subconsciously glanced at the bobcat lying at his feet. He had an idea and quickly tweaked his hand in his throat a few times. The inner strength flowed in his body and said, "I'm here."

But it was the sound of a bobcat.

"Damn, what have you eaten? Your voice is hoarse? Did you ejaculate too much? You have no strength?" The woman was slightly surprised, without any doubt, and slowly walked over: "Who are you?"

She found that the man in front of her was much more burly than the bobcat, and her mouth was slightly opened, so she wanted to remind the person upstairs that the black shadow in front of her was already bullying like lightning, and her hand was straight into her eyes. Even if she could shout it out, these tricks would be useless.

She closed her mouth and held her breath deeply. Her delicate body suddenly retreated. Her wrist moved, and a micro-pistol flashed in her hand. She raised it lightly, aiming at Canghai with a shot.

"What a quick reaction." Canghai's mind exploded when he saw the woman raising his hand, and thought to himself that this woman was really good at reacting so quickly, but she could no longer stop it. He didn't want to use the turban soldier here, and his identity did not want to be exposed at all.

Fortunately, the gun was equipped with an internal muffler. There was only a sharp and brief "bi" sound. Canghai's mind was no longer enough. The gun was no more than two meters away from him. At the moment the woman raised her wrist, his body was as if he had no muscles and bones, slowly condensed strangely in the air, like a stagnant air. The gun aiming at him with inertia immediately fell into nothing.

The moment Canghai's figure landed, he no longer allowed the clever female gunman to attack again. Seeing the woman's little mouth slightly opened under the starlight, Canghai let out a light "hey", and the inner strength in his body turned sharply, and his body was like a weightless flying leaf, floating and rapidly covering the woman.

The woman was shocked and found that her body was wrapped in an invisible aura, and she couldn't even close her open mouth. The invisible force suddenly hit her chest like a needle, and then her chest became stuffy and she lost consciousness.

Canghai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, held the woman's body, and placed it next to the bobcat behind the sofa. He gasped slightly, and groped on the two of them with his hands. There was nothing else except money and firearms, and there was nothing to prove their identity.

"It's quite professional!" Cang Hai smiled and listened. The heartbeats upstairs seemed to be the same frequency, and there was no abnormality below. He gently turned on the bobcat's body, lifted up his tight clothes, without a tattoo on his body. He thought about it again, took off his sleeves, and then saw the pattern of a cat, which was grimacing, and was terrifying.

"This is the origin of the bobcat." Cang Hai smiled bitterly, returning the clothes to their original state. His eyes turned to the woman named Nigami.

The name is Nigami, but it is not dark at all. It has a beautiful face, a slender melon-shaped face, a raised nose, and a broken skin that only appears unexpectedly hazy beauty under the moonlight. Although it is not as perfect as Sister Ouyang, it is not inferior to Duan Yuxu.

Thinking of what he heard on the stairs just now, Canghai sighed secretly in his heart: "I am a lesbian again, I really don't know what these beautiful girls think." He thought of Rui Xiu, the refreshing and gorgeous woman, who is also a lesbian.

For some reason, he actually remembered the first time between him and Li Qi. He still didn't know if it was his first time. The only thing he knew was that he would never forget his clear first time. It was like yesterday, just like just now.

Today, he is still deeply attached to the temptation and enjoyment that penetrates his bones. Sometimes he will also think in heat. At that time, the days when he was about to be with Xueer were the ones who were eating the marrow and obsessed with the taste of being with Li Qi would be like that.

It has been more than a month since now, and the sudden thought of these made him surprised his actions. However, he didn't know that the woman in front of him had something in common with Ouyang Fei'er. Fei'er was charming inside, but this woman was charming outside. Her appearance alone could make the sea of ​​thoughts that had always been strict with him. The charm in her bones under her appearance could strangely touch the inner sacrificial ones. Such women would probably have a reason to become homosexual. Men would always make trouble to make these women disappointed and even despaired.

Canghai stood up, and the table on the wall showed that it was eight o'clock.

"It's so fast, there are twenty minutes left, what should I do."

He was considering whether to wake up one of them, but he was afraid that they would resist or shout loudly when they woke up, but instead let the people above discover. These high-level mercenaries have strong team consciousness and mission awareness, and their lives can often be lost like this. While hesitating, the woman woke up quietly, with Canghai's hand pressing on the inside of her chin, always ready to faint her, but her other hand held her hands and said coldly: "Silence, Q&A."

The woman struggled violently for a while, looking at Canghai with her back facing the stars, knowing that she was restrained at this time and might faint at any time. She looked at the man in front of her who couldn't see clearly, and then said softly: "No need to answer the question, but I can meet your requirements." The woman's soft voice sounded in Canghai's ears, and her hand gently held Canghai's face. Her other hand held Canghai's chest hard and kneaded it. The seductive outline continued to deform in the white hands.

"Yeah, ah." The nigger moaned slightly in his mouth. Her cilia facing the light must appear, and her seductive eyes were full of confusion: "Mr. Yin, I didn't expect you to come so early and your movements were still so quick. I just don't know if you are still strong-willed-"

As she said that, her hand that was kneading her chest slowly slid to her waist. The silver-white belt under her black tights was gently pulled away by her, and she pulled away the elastic tights, revealing the black underwear.

Canghai didn't know what this woman was going to do. Maybe she misunderstood her identity, but in this case, she actually wanted to confuse people with beauty and make jokes.

But the woman didn't think so. She had experienced this kind of captive scene countless times. With her extraordinary tempting capital, she had been through the situation of being on the verge of killing again and again without any danger. This time, as long as the man in front of her and as long as he could still do something, she would turn the defeat and win.

The woman did not look at Canghai's eyes, and if she saw it, she would not continue to do it. But she didn't see it, and focused on doing what she wanted. She slowly took off her tights and put her hands into her underwear-

Canghai couldn't stand it anymore. When a man had no ambiguous intention and the woman in front of him tried to seduce and touch her body, he knew what Canghai was thinking now.

"You--" He wanted to speak to let the woman in front of him stop. When he really couldn't stand it, the woman suddenly turned from a ** to a strong woman. The silver-white belt that was lying on the side was thrown into a silver snake, carrying the fragrant wind, and the poisonous snake spitted a letter to the sea's eyes. She believed that this man had long been in fantasy under his temptation.

However, I just looked at the man in front of me and seemed to not see it. The next moment, my neck hurts and I lose consciousness again.

Canghai sighed and tidied up the woman's clothes. When he looked at the silver-white belt, the belt had become two pieces, with a dagger as small as a steel needle in the middle. Against the moonlight, there was a slight golden light. The handle was a spring device, and the switch was in the place where the black man had just held it.

"It's so dangerous!" Canghai had seen this kind of gun. A woman I met before also used this thing. A wound on his back was almost penetrated by this. As soon as he discovered that there was a clear and ethereal pattern between the separate belts: a small garden, with flowers blooming, a graceful woman's eyes wide open and her pupils were covered with blood.

The people of Xingyin Poets. This is the symbol of their organization. Xingyin Poets are all women. It seems that she should be the undercover agent who is stuck in the team and organization where she is now. Xingyin Poets are undercover agents. To be honest, Canghai doesn’t have much disgust towards Xingyin Poets. He had contacted many people from this organization during his mission, but the other party always suffered the loss. Even the smart woman code-named "Qingcheng".

It was almost half past eight. Canghai hid the bobcats and the black ghost in the wardrobe on the second floor, and used heavy techniques to extend their sleep time again. Hearing the anxious soft voice downstairs in his ears: "Oh, ah, what are you calling me."

Then he remembered that there was still a charming lady waiting downstairs. He frowned deeply, but he didn't feel much disgusted. He first heard the beating of his heart down the third floor, and then he gently jumped down from the balcony. He called Avril, who had been anxious, and had already been wandering around. He had not come yet? "

"No, my phone has not been connected. Now I should get off the plane." Avril was already convinced that something had happened. But he didn't know how serious it was.

Canghai couldn't think of it, so he whispered: "Be careful." He took Avril a little on the wall, pulled her body back, and landed silently in the balcony on the second floor. Then he pulled Avril into the wardrobe with bobcats and niggers. The long wardrobe was full of places. He stuffed Avril into it, and suddenly felt that this scene seemed to have been experienced. He said to the terrified girl: "Okay, stay behind these two people honestly. Don't make a sound after something happens. Do you hear it?"

Avril looked at the two people on the ground with fear in front of him. Seeing Canghai say this, he said in panic: "Let's call the police."

"Call the police? All that comes is to die." Cang Hai said lightly, touching his hand around the woman's waist, and a small golden dagger appeared in his hand and handed it to Avril: "Hold it, and you'll stab it when you see someone."

Avril was completely in a stage where her brain was blank. Canghai did whatever she said. She took the dagger numbly and subconsciously wiped sweat on her pretty face. Canghai looked at it casually and couldn't help but be shocked. Avril wiped sweat continuously, and the golden dagger in her hand wandered back and forth around her fair neck.

"Auntie, you're going to scare me to death." Canghai couldn't help but slapped her ass in anger, thinking that this young lady was too fragile and she couldn't stand it anymore.

Avril responded in surprise and immediately shouted at Canghai: "You make a profit for me." Canghai covered her mouth: "Sound down. I miss you so much."

Avril broke away from Canghai's hand and opened his mouth and bit Canghai's arm. Canghai pushed her away: "Are you crazy? Wouldn't you just pat your butt? If not, you can take it back." I thought to myself that this woman was so petty, and she subconsciously patted her, but she bit her.

"What did you do just now?" Avril suddenly became a little female wolf who chose people to eat, with a fierce light in her eyes.

"What did I do just now? Didn't I just take a photo of you and say it a few times." Canghai didn't want to bother with this boring question, and thought that it was probably half past eight and was about to go out of the closet, but Avril was reluctant to give in, and his pretty face was full of fierceness: "What did you do on it just now? Before I came up, I would like to her." Qianqian pointed at the unconscious black ghost.

"You mean nigger." Cang Hai listened to the movement outside and unconsciously perfunctorily: "What's wrong? I knocked her out."

"Then what?"

"Then, put on her clothes and carry her pants." Canghai looked at the quiet second floor through the gap in the wardrobe and replied casually.

Avril kicked Canghai's lower body: "Rogue beast."

Canghai's body automatically responded, avoiding the "breaking son and grandson's feet", and looked at her in surprise: "No matter how crazy you are, I will--"

"Did you rape her? Is it so good?" Avril said loudly, as if he had forgotten his situation and was not as cowardly as before.

"You raped her." Canghai really wanted to put the woman in front of him in a place where he couldn't see it, at least he didn't have to bother him anymore. He interfered in this unending thing and had to accompany this so-called girl to talk nonsense.

"Then take off their pants? Do you know there is a knife in the belt in the world?"

"She took it off herself, I just kindly put it on her." Canghai gave her a blank look.

"Fuck, do you think you are Marandron. He is so beautiful, he takes off his pants for you to show him? Oh, I understand, you forced him, you beast." He kicked up again. Canghai couldn't bear it anymore and grabbed her collar: "I want me to rape her, but she is not qualified. Be honest with me, otherwise I will let go and let the people inside take your father away."

Taking advantage of Avril's moment of being stunned, Canghai finally got rid of this annoying live treasure and glared at her again, then quietly left the closet, with no footsteps under his feet. He felt that he had reached the killer of the previous single mission again.

The mercenaries on the third floor became a little restless, but he couldn't hear the specific details. He slowly walked to the entrance of the stairs on the third floor and heard almost whispering conversations inside.

"Come?"

"Here, a Hummer was delivered. The car has been driven back. The old guy named Yin has a small ** beside him. According to the information, it should be his fourth wife."

"Everyone is in place, stallion, go down to the second or first floor, see why those two guys are not moving, can't they be playing the flute, right?"

"The nigger's homosexual girl is so kind, how could she get into that perverted greedy lynx? Go and see what you mean."

Then, the footsteps slowly walked towards the door. Canghai held his breath and lightened his body. He was sandwiched at the corner of the door, and his hands and feet supported his body.

The door opened, and a woman in black came out lightly and slowly went down the stairs. She whispered: "Two dead ghosts are still happy? The idea is here, prepare quickly. Five minutes."

Canghai thought that he was hanging in the air, and suddenly he could not move forward and backward, and suddenly he felt embarrassed. His breathing suddenly became heavier, and the people inside were not a bucket of food. Canghai had just breathed a little heavier, and everyone inside immediately reacted.

The shouts of shouting came out, and several figures rushed out like lightning, and raised their hands and fired from a silencer machine gun.

"Damn it, everyone is all, they react so quickly." Canghai was secretly surprised. These mercenaries were of high quality and were in a mess. The moment they rushed out, they used dense bullets to exchange for the time to adjust their hasty raid.

Canghai is not a god. Ordinary people must not avoid these intensive designs in such close situations, but his identity as a top killer is destined to represent his extraordinary reaction ability and his two years of experience in the killer organization. With the three-person posture and trajectory that rushed out, he immediately noticed the distribution point of the stray bullets, and thus, with the help of the narrow space in the corner of the wall, he rushed left and right, and flashed through these attacks.

Before they could organize the second attack, Canghai shouted loudly and fell into the middle of the three, making them afraid to shoot again. Canghai's internal strength penetrated his limbs, and under the key points of the three people's chest, the three people fell to the ground in depressed manner.
To be continued...