Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

It must be fast, whether it is time or speed, it must be accurate to the point that there is no 0>

Standing in the inner room, Luo Liuling slowly raised his hand, his dark eyes shining brightly.

And the men and women on the sofa didn't know that there was a black gun pointing at them through the crack of the door, and they were still enjoying the last moment endlessly.

The man's heavy panting and the woman's sharp cry were all frozen in Luo Liuling's eyes at this moment.

Without hesitation, he pressed the trigger plate, and the bullet aimed at the fat figure accurately. [

The woman's bright red lips hummed and screamed, but the person on her body suddenly tilted, and her eyes turned white and fell on the woman.

"Master Long, what's the matter with you, I'm so upset, don't tease me anymore."

The woman's delicate voice seemed very coquettish, but the man on her body still didn't respond at all.

The woman suddenly raised her hand, and saw bright blood dripping continuously on her fingers, her pupils were stimulated to dilate infinitely, and her hand seemed to be twitching, shaking constantly.

Before she could scream, a bullet passed quickly between her eyebrows, which was more beautiful and gorgeous than the flame flowers from hell.

All this took only five seconds in total, five seconds shared by the two of them.

She, Luo Liuling, is indeed the third-ranked killer in the world.

Luo Liuling wanted to go out quietly through the window, but there was a clicking sound outside, and several figures broke through the window.

There were also many footsteps coming from outside the door, swiftly coming in this direction.

Being discovered, Luo Liuling frowned, this is not very good.

"Miss Luo, we meet again."

With a vulgar tone, a fat man walked in through the delicate door.

When Luo Liuling's eyes fell on him, the always calm Luo Liuling couldn't be calm anymore.

Damn, at this moment, Luo Liuling couldn't help but swear.

Isn't this man the man on the sofa?All of this was done in secret. Could it be that there was an inner ghost among them?

"Lo."

Just when Luo Liuling was puzzled, a sunny voice entered Luo Liuling's ears again.

Qiu Ye, the closest partner, saw Qiu Ye leaning against the door with his hands in his trouser pockets, and there was a strong irony in his eyes.

The indescribable infinite style, with a charming atmosphere, is like Satan descending. [

At this moment, Luo Liuling's inner thoughts were finally confirmed, and there was indeed an inner ghost in her mission.