Chapter 1 The Big Miss Returns Strongly

Nancheng Dunhuang clubhouse.

"Drink quickly!"

Song Yin's jaw was broken by a man, and a bottle of red wine was poured into her mouth.

This is not enough!

The person on the opposite side picked up another bottle of white wine and walked over, condescendingly looking down at Song Yin's charming little face, and greedily licked the corner of his mouth.

"The little girl wants to be the third female, so she has to pay a price, understand?"

Song Yin's chin was pinched, and her eyes were full of fear.

She tried desperately to struggle, but her hand accidentally touched the opposite man's hand, in exchange for a slap.

"I'm so ignorant..."

The man shook his hand in displeasure, stepped forward to pry open Song Yin's mouth again, and poured the wine into it violently.

"Please... you... let go... I... woo..."

Song Yin really wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, the nasal cavity and oral cavity were all flooded with liquid.

The violent cough made her suffocate for a moment, and despair and fear filled her whole body.

The struggling movements became weaker and weaker, and finally there was no sound.

The man opposite didn't notice anything was wrong. After finishing a bottle of wine, seeing that she was no longer struggling, he picked her up and walked over to the sofa next to her.

There was booing from all around, "Director Li, I'm done having fun, let me borrow some money from you..."

The man holding Song Yin licked his lips and smiled, he couldn't wait.

Throwing Song Yin onto the sofa, he couldn't wait to tear off her clothes.

In an instant, the person on the sofa opened his eyes suddenly, and grabbed Director Li's wrist.

Director Li was taken aback for a moment, and met a pair of scarlet eyes, and then he was kicked heavily in the abdomen, and flew out.

The box was instantly quiet, and everyone's faces were filled with surprise.

Director Li bumped into the table, grinning in pain, his voice full of evil spirit.

"Fuck, bitch, dare to kick me, let's see how I kill you today!"

This sound finally brought the people present back to their senses, some went to help Director Li, and some went to Song Yin to settle accounts.

Song Yin's expression was slightly restrained, and her eyes were bloodthirsty bright red.

Where is she, and who are these people?
But before she could think about it, someone reached out to grab her, and Song Yin kicked her away.

The hostility in his body made everyone tremble with fear, like Shura from hell.

Song Yin dealt with a few guys who were overwhelmed, and tilted her head to look in Director Li's direction.

He picked up a chair and dragged it to the ground and walked towards him.

No matter what the situation is right now, let's deal with these people first.

The sound of friction between the chair and the ground made everyone present shudder.

"Song... Song Yin, what are you doing?"

Director Li stammered, struggling to prop up his body and trying to hide.

"I... Let me tell you, murder... murder is against the law, besides, you delivered it to your door today... The industry rules are..."

He didn't understand why he was just a little white rabbit and suddenly turned into a devil.

"Industry rules?"

Song Yin raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly from the side.

This smile is a bit evil, like a fairy who has been around for thousands of years, charming all living beings.

Director Li and the others felt even more frightened by her smile, and they shrank into a ball and backed away.

Song Yin walked in front of several people, stopped, and slowly squatted down, looking at them at the same level.

"Who made the rules?" Song Yin asked.

Several people swallowed unconsciously, not knowing how to answer.

Song Yin's voice sounded again, "From now on, I will make the rules!"

After speaking, he stood up, and the chair in his hand slammed down on several people.

Several people were lying on the ground and howling, while Song Yin stood aside to sort out his thoughts.

She was born in the early years of the Republic of China. Her father was a warlord and her mother was a princess of the former dynasty. She was distinguished from birth.

Trained as a successor since childhood, not to mention the girls' piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, even riding a horse and playing with a gun has not missed a single one.

But no matter how powerful it is, it is no match for the back arrow.

Song Yin's memory stays in the first battle when he took over his father's army, and was sniped by his most trusted adjutant.

After she died, she was reborn like a plot in a storybook.

The dead body was resurrected on the body of the descendant with the same name and surname.

What absurdity!

Feeling that the danger was approaching, Song Yin turned sideways to avoid it, and at the same time, his eyes shot a cold light.

The man behind was still unconvinced, and threw a wine bottle at her.

Song Yin grabbed the man's wrist, the wine bottle fell to the ground, and the man's wrist was also broken.

The broken bones and the miserable screams of the man resounded throughout the box.

Song Yin withdrew her thoughts temporarily, and turned to look at the remaining people who huddled together.

According to the memory of the original owner, no one can kill in this era.

That being the case, it is still necessary to recover a little interest.

So she casually picked up a fruit knife on the table and walked towards several people step by step.

With a bloodthirsty smile on his face, he licked his red lips and asked softly.

"Have you ever seen the skinning of a human being alive, the kind that doesn't kill people..."

 This article is mainly about sweetness, don’t talk about logic, it’s over if you’re cool, it’s over if you love, there is no prototype in the full text, don’t match up with anyone, they are all imaginary characters, thank you for your support, I love you by voting a lot, okay?

  
 
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