Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

Thinking of this, Lu Mumu's heart calmed down a little. Seeing the strange interaction between a person and a fox in front of her, she decided to close her eyes, and she would definitely vomit if she continued watching.

And from the moment Zuiyun entered Lu Mumu's room, Qian Duoduo's side.

In the room, Qian Duoduo was throwing himself on Huang Shulang with his eyes closed, doing the ecstasy of horse riding, gasping for breath while making various sounds that made people blush and heartbeat.

Huang Shulang hugged Qian Duoduo tightly, kneading her snow-white skin with both hands, and there was a happy expression on her face with her eyes closed. Even in the dark, Qian Duoduo could still see these expressions clearly.

On the roof, the killers, who had been lying on the roof for a long time, were all blushing.

Hearing this voice in their ears, the crotch had already bulged. They looked at each other, and looked at the leading killer with questioning eyes.

He said silently: "Head, are you going up? The landlord is still waiting!"

"Shh..." The leading killer put his index finger on his lips, and after making a silent movement, he looked at the dart in his hand in embarrassment.

To lose or not to lose?

But what are the young couple in the room over there, it would be bad luck to interrupt this kind of thing, right?

Should be?

Moreover, since the ecstasy drug was given to dinner, why are the two people below still so excited.

"Head, I can't stand it if I don't do it again!" A killer said in pain while covering his lower body. Now he just wants to finish the task quickly and find his own thoughts to vent his anger.

The killer head hesitated and lay on the roof. He also wanted to complete the task earlier, but the target below did not fall. If this continues, he may not be able to kill him. Even Lu Mumu is not his opponent. Zha thought it was not easy to kill this person.

This mission cannot fail, otherwise the host will throw them into the ninth floor of Purgatory.

Thinking this way, seeing that time was running out, the killer signaled everyone to stand up quietly, and made a gesture of preparing to do something.

Qian Duoduo's ears twitched, sensing the movement on the roof, she paused.

Huang Shulang was taken aback for a moment, feeling the joy below suddenly ceased, he opened his eyes and looked at Qian Duoduo in puzzlement: "Fat girl...why..."

"Little mice on the roof, when are you going to hear it?"

While talking, Qian Duoduo quickly left Huang Shulang's body, pulled up the quilt suddenly and covered him, waved his hands to pick up the clothes on the bed and quickly draped them on, wrapping his body tightly.

The killer on the roof didn't expect that he was moaning in ecstasy just a moment ago!The groaning woman uttered such cruel words in a moment, and suddenly a group of people froze in place.

"Head, found!"

As soon as the man's words fell, there was a sudden sound of wind behind him, and he suddenly turned around, "Poof..." The killer felt a pain in his waist, and the killer lowered his head, only to see a large amount of intestines flowing out of his waist, the killer stared in disbelief, God Ah, he actually watched his intestines flow out with his own eyes.

At the same time, the killer turned his head, only to feel a black shadow flashing in front of him, a person, a woman, holding a dilapidated hatchet in his hand, the knife was faintly bloody, standing in front of him like this .

The killer was startled, and was about to speak, when suddenly his eyes caught sight of the hatchet in Qian Duoduo's hand, and the viscous liquid dripping from the hatchet... turned out to be blood.

There was a sudden shock in his heart, and he looked at the killers standing straight behind him.