I raised my head and slowly walked towards the remaining two people. At this time, the other bodyguard knew that he was not my opponent, took out a pistol from his body, pointed it at me and said: Don't move, or I will shoot. I didn't say anything.
I just looked at him coldly. One step, two steps, and there was a "bang" gunshot. "Ah"... The woman behind me screamed, and I followed her scream and moved my fingers.
A circle was drawn in front of him, and a light blue light curtain appeared in front of him. The bullet hit the light curtain and spun rapidly, stopping. Slowly, the bullet stopped spinning and just stopped in the air.
Seeing this weird scene, the bodyguard's hand holding the gun was trembling, and he said helplessly: Don't come over, don't come over. I narrowed my eyes slightly, and the murderous aura on my body became more and more intense. I stretched out my hand.
He tapped his finger lightly on the bullet, and the bullet flew back instantly. With a pop, it hit him between the eyebrows, and his body fell to the ground with a thud. Some people said that the first time someone kills someone, he will feel uncomfortable and vomit. But.
I looked at his unwilling eyes and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. I was filled with excitement and felt a thrill of blood.
The wretched man looked at all this, his body shaking constantly, and looking at me with eyes full of fear. I looked at his eyes full of fear, pursed the corners of his mouth, and smiled. When he saw my smile, he
It was like seeing a devil. He knelt down with a plop and kept shouting: Don't kill me, please don't kill me. I will give you whatever you want. I have money, lots and lots of money, you want it.
I will give you any amount, I just ask you not to kill me. When I looked at his appearance, I felt excited. I like this feeling of controlling life and death very much. No wonder everyone likes money and rights. With money
You can buy off rights, and with rights you can control the life and death of others. These are the rules of this society, and you cannot change them even if you object.
I walked to him and knelt down, stretched out my hand and gently touched his face. I slowly moved my hand along his face to his neck. I said calmly: You know what? What I hate most is rape.
, because one of the women closest to me was raped and murdered, so you must die today. After I finished speaking, my hand snapped and my neck was broken, my head tilted to one side, and blood flowed from the corner of my mouth.
I stood up, walked to the car, found a pair of women's high heels from the open door, bent down to pick them up, and walked back. I walked to the bodyguard who had been knocked unconscious by me, and used energy on my hands to
It turned into a light blue long knife, swiped it gently across his throat, and then the knife disappeared. I came to the woman's side, and the woman was looking at me with horror on her face. I looked at her
, handed her the shoes and said: Miss, you can go now. I hope you won’t go out alone at night and dress like this. After saying that, I looked her up and down, and one side of the suspender belt of her upper body was torn, revealing
Her snow-white chest and lower skirt were torn open, revealing the black underwear underneath.
Due to the panic and fear just now, she didn't notice how sinful her current appearance was. Seeing me looking her up and down, she looked down at herself suspiciously. Suddenly she screamed "ah" and was full of laughter.
Her face was red. One hand covered her chest, and the other hand held up the short skirt of her lower body.
I looked at her with eyes full of smiles. When she saw me smiling, she pouted and said: What are you looking at, little pervert. Although I don’t know how old she really is, but looking at her face,
I'm 27.8, and the way I talk is as if I'm coquettishly talking to my boyfriend.