Sister Zhang Ailing once said: "Maybe every man has two such women, at least two.%%() married Red Rose. Over time, the red one turned into a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white one was still the 'bright moonlight in front of the bed'; when married White Rose, the white one was a sticky piece of rice on the clothes, and the red one was a cinnabar mole on the heart."

Zhao Ziyue had heard of red roses and white roses. This was the first time he had heard of black roses. He couldn't help but think of black fungus.

"Black Rose. Not bad, a very unique name." Zhao Ziyue said with a faint smile.

"Hey! Stinky hooligan, what are you doing?" Kong Dongchuang said with his small hands holding the tree trunk. He finally climbed up with the tree trunk, and he could see the scene of Black Rose taking off his coat. Could it be that this Stinky hooligan was planning to do dirty things again?

Zhao Ziyue was stunned.

At this moment, the black rose moved

With a light swing of his waist, he avoided the muzzle in Zhao Ziyue's hand and flashed to the side of Zhao Ziyue. His white and slender right hand clenched his fist and waved lightning to Zhao Ziyue's throat. The two-inch-long sharp edge of the ring on his ring finger had already popped up. He hit Zhao Ziyue's throat with a strong wind.

Fast, ruthless, accurate.

This is the reaction and speed that a top killer has. Now Black Rose's pupils shrink, and her whole body is as tight as a bow. Her long-term body shows flexibility beyond ordinary people.

When the sharp weapon came, Zhao Ziyue was calm and he was not in a hurry. His upper body bent backwards in an incredible arc. His lower body was still tattooed, just like the skill in yoga.

The sharp blade on the ring almost slid across Zhao Ziyue's throat. A move failed. Black Rose was not discouraged. Then he gently pointed his right toe to the ground. A foot-long dagger popped up at the toes of the black high-heeled shoes. He thrust his waist, and the high heeled shoes and daggered their daggers straight at Zhao Ziyue's wrist holding the right hand.

Zhao Ziyue had to sigh at the speed of the woman in front of her for her reaction and her agility. Perhaps she was too concerned about the fragrance and jade.

He looked into his left hand and grabbed Black Rose's wrist. He was shot in the right palm and threw it out.

By the way, why didn’t Zhao Ziyue throw away the handy ****? In fact, Zhao Ziyue took the **** from Kong Dongchuang’s hand and checked that there were no bullets. God knows what this tiger girl uses to tuck her waist and use it to scare people?

If you want to say this, you can't blame Kong Dongchuang. Who made the girl give all the bullets to Zhao Ziyue last night?

With a clang, **** hit the dagger popped out of the high heels. The dagger broke into two pieces.

It was almost time to say that, something happened in an instant. Kong Dongchuang shuddered and slid down the uncle.

"Ouch!" With a crisp sound, Kong Dongzhu fell from the big tree and squatted on the ground. Tears of pain splashed out.

Black Rose was shocked. She was about to retreat but found that her wrist tightened. Then her whole arm numbed. She could no longer exert any strength in her body.

"I have told you a long time ago not to play tricks. If I want to catch you, you will be like the monkey in the palm of Tathagata Buddha, and you will not be able to escape from my palm." Zhao Ziyue said proudly.

"You kill me. I won't tell you anything." This is the second time Black Rose spoke. Her voice was cold and had no emotions. It was as if she was talking about other people's life and death.

"Why should I kill you?" Zhao Ziyue asked back.

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Black Rose could not understand the man with a frivolous smile on his face in front of him. He almost killed him three times just now. Couldn't he kill himself? This is impossible unless he is a lunatic or an idiot. But the man in front of him seems to be neither. This is a guy who doesn't play according to the rules.

With the woman's smooth and delicate wrist in her hand, the smile on Zhao Ziyue's face was like a dog's tail flower blooming in the wind.

"I never kill women, especially young and beautiful women. God is so kind to you, how could I neglect you?" Zhao Ziyue stared at the watery big eyes of the female killer in front of him, and there was no trace of panic in the woman's eyes. Some of them were just calm and calm, which made Zhao Ziyue wonder if he had caught the wrong person.

"I usually rape and kill young and beautiful women first, then rape and then kill them. After killing them, rape and then kill them. I wonder if you like you one?" Zhao Ziyue asked a suggestive question.

Black Rose's small nostril let out a cold snorted disdain.

Kong Dongchuang endured the pain on her butt and climbed onto the tree bit by bit. As soon as she showed her head, she just heard Zhao Ziyue’s bold words. She was so scared that she shrank her neck and curled up on the tree and didn’t dare to move any more. Her hands and feet could not move, but Miss Kong’s cherry mouth was not idle. She cursed at Zhao Ziyue: “Stirring hooligan! Big pervert! Luckily, I woke up in time last night, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.”

Zhao Ziyue curled his lips and said, "Little brat, don't put gild on your face. Brother last night, I happened to catch up with him. Heroes save the beauty. You and sisters don't bite Lu Dongbin and don't know the good people's hearts. You just want a little girl with no breasts and no butts, I'm not interested in brother."

"You" Kong Dongchuang was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She held the tree trunk but didn't dare to move around. "Who said I have no breasts or butts? Aunt, I have a 36b cup, which is much bigger than my classmates. You stinky hooligan, don't talk nonsense. You are even more irrelevant. Every day, when I go to the playground, I don't know how many boys look at my butt. Aunt, I pretend not to see all of them. Aunt, my principle of being a human is to go your own way, let them take a look at my butt."

It was Zhao Ziyue's turn to stop talking. He thought depressedly, could this be a college student in the 21st century? A vanguard post-90s? He was the ultimate student in Xiangshan, and the former campus celebrity, out of the school?

Black Rose frowned slightly. She wanted to look up, but Zhao Ziyue pinched her entire arm, half of her body was numb and she didn't use any strength at all. Fixedly, fine and crystal beads of sweat oozed out of the tip of her nose. The worst result was calculated quickly in her brain. If the man in front of her had a little movement to her body, she would have to die.

Bidding with women has always been Zhao Ziyue’s favorite. Of course, it is limited to one woman. It is said that a woman is equivalent to two hundred and fifty ducks, and Zhao Ziyue is still able to subdue two hundred and fifty ducks.

"Tell you, little kid, go down immediately, there will be scenes that are not suitable for children here later. Disappear from the tree immediately, don't get in the way." Zhao Ziyue sincerely comforted the good socialist young people in the future.

"Strange hooligan, do you think I'm willing to watch the dirty behavior between you? I really can't get out of here anymore. I'm afraid of heights." Kong Dongchuang said aggrievedly, dragging the long voice.
Chapter completed!