The role of fast wear blackened big BOSS

The pale hand stretched out, then retracted immediately.

"I can live up to three more years, and I need you to help me kill someone."

Baitang: "That's all?"

Bai Qingyun turned around: "That's all. This is a deal."

He slid the wheelchair closer, threw the short blade on the bed, and when the sword fell down: "Girl Bai, current events are better than people, and you have grudges because of what happened to me, then, the sword is in your hand, and I'm the one with the sword." Make sure you can get out without losing a single hair."

Baitang held the short blade, his eyebrows were slightly cold: "Why, are you sure that I won't do anything to you?"

Bai Qingyun was sick, but her eyebrows and eyes were extremely beautiful. She grabbed her hand and sent it to her abdomen violently.

The short blade plunged into Bai Qingyun's abdomen with a "poof".

Wiping the blood with her finger, she looked more and more sick: "Miss Bai is still satisfied... But, you can't take my life."

His bloody fingers brushed against Baitang's tiger's mouth: "It's too early to die, how can I make you remember me forever."

He confessed what he had done.

Bai Qingyun drew out the dagger nonchalantly, threw it aside, with slightly trembling fingers, took out a bottle of medicine from his cuff, and poured it directly into his mouth.

She doesn't fit here.

Naturally want to leave.

After a long time, Baitang said: "I want to leave."

Baitang himself didn't know what martial arts he practiced, anyway, he was very uncomfortable and recovered very slowly.

As the boss of the killer organization, is it necessary to do so?
She is just an orphan, what capital can she have?
Bai Qingyun's fingers tightened suddenly, and her breath became unstable.

It's unbelievable for a woman to practice such martial arts.

Bai Qingyun was very strange, while speaking compulsive words, he gave her a chance to choose.

Bai Qingyun began to be unreasonable: "Who made you appear in front of me."

I don't care.

Baitang hesitated for a moment: "Your injury, let someone take a look at it."

Bai Qingyun didn't care, "My injury doesn't matter."

When Bai Qingyun faced Baitang, he would not feel guilty, nor would he think about it.

"Cough cough cough..."

The blood from Bai Qingyun's abdomen flowed out again.

It's hard enough for myself.

"You also need revenge, but this vajra is not bad, do you still want to practice? I am afraid that if you continue to practice, you will not be able to get revenge."

Bai Qingyun grabbed her finger and pulled it tightly: "Baitang, have pity on me, a shameless person!"

The end of the eyes became more and more red, and the whole face looked more and more sick.

Baitang: "???"

Baitang: "..."

No outsiders were present.

He tugged on his clothes, but couldn't move them: "Bai Qingyun, what do you want to do? Do you have to rely on me?"

"Miss Bai, how are you thinking?"

Baitang was puzzled: "You..."

If he died here, she might not be able to get out alive.

Baitang withdrew his hand, with an extremely complicated expression: "...the hobby is special."

"Baitang...for three years, can you not refuse..."

Bai Qingyun's finger gripped even tighter, and became whiter: "Stay with me..."

Bai Qingyun stretched out his fingers to grab the corner of her clothes, the pitiful look in his eyes made people feel distressed.

Who will believe it?The man did it himself.

Baitang simply closed his eyes and ignored Bai Qingyun.

With such an attitude, who would believe that he is a killer.

It's so natural to act coquettishly.

Bai Qingyun refused to let go, and her tone became more and more lonely: "Miss Bai... If you feel uncomfortable, you can treat me whatever you want. Please, don't leave. Pity me, a dying person."

Baitang was thinking, does Bai Qingyun hate that person so much?