Beauty CEO's Personal Bodyguard

"Bang!"

With a dull noise, Su Hao kicked the door open. According to the perception of the black meatball, the one with evil thoughts is in this room.

This time, Su Hao did not hesitate in the past. He kicked open the door decisively. He was carrying the cold, golden and cracked stone dragon butcher's kitchen knife in his hand, like a butcher, and glared around the room.

There was no sound in the empty living room. My ears were playing slightly. It seemed that there was a rustling sound from the bedroom.

When no suspicious alien species were found, Su Hao couldn't help complaining about the black meat ball: "lying in the groove, your boy is not biting Lao Tzu. If I didn't find alien racial monsters, my behavior would be to break into civilian houses. If people mainly sue me at that time, I must have worn the old bottom."

Maybe it's because the black meatball always puts forward some unreasonable requirements with Su Hao. In addition, this little thing doesn't understand the legal provisions of the human world at all. In its thinking consciousness, as long as it can make it happy, it will figure out how to achieve its own demands!

At the thought of this, Su Hao's back burst into a cold sweat. Just now he kicked the security door. It's a small matter to lose money. The key is that he still has a kitchen knife in his hand.

What are you doing?

If ordinary people find out, most of them will think that Su Hao is not a criminal who robbed the house, or a psychopath who just ran out of the mental hospital!

Nima's are all black meat balls.

Su Hao angrily cursed the black meat ball in his heart and quickly put away the bone cutting kitchen knife in his hand. If the owner saw it, it would frighten the house.

As for the broken door, pay as much as you should!

The black meatball ignored Su Hao's indignation and curse, and still had that naive and calm tone, communicating with Su Hao in consciousness!

"Be careful, that energy body is getting closer to you."

Close?

Su Hao looked around, back and forth, not even a fucking ghost. Could it be that this alien race has become a ghost.

This time, Su Hao didn't intend to listen to the endless nonsense of black meat ball at all. Now Su Hao has no way to take the black meat ball. If he can take this little thing out of his body, Su Hao will cut it into sushi in minutes!

"Don't follow me, you boy. I knew you were unreliable, so I shouldn't believe you. Give me another lie to confuse the public."

Before Su Hao could finish his words, a middle-aged man came out of the bedroom after the sound of "Zhiya" opening the door.

Suddenly, Su Hao's eyes were cold and all his attention was focused on the middle-aged man. Immediately, Su Hao subconsciously held the kitchen knife behind him, tightened his whole body, and made all the battle preparations in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged man was expressionless, pale and without a trace of blood. But that kind of pale, but with a dying, like a zombie who has lost human emotion.

Moreover, on the plaid short sleeved skirt of the middle-aged man, there are large areas of bright red and not dried up blood.

As the bedroom door was opened, a strong smell of blood, like a dense fog, floated into the living room from the gap of the door!

Su Hao immediately realized that the middle-aged man in front of him must be the evil thought energy body perceived by the black meat ball.

"Food?" the middle-aged man uttered these two words in an incoherent and intermittent tone.

The tone of the middle-aged man was so bad that Su Hao almost regarded the middle-aged man as a foreigner!

"Whoosh!"

Su Hao suddenly pulled out a black steel knife from his back. The bottom of the kitchen knife vaguely reflected a white light that stabbed people's bones.

"The energy body with evil thoughts you said is not the two goods in front of you." Su Hao frowned and his whole body was tight. He didn't dare to neglect. His thoughts flew around in his mind and asked about the black meat ball in his body.

"That's him! I'm sure he's definitely not human." the black meatball replied positively.

Not human?

As long as it's not human, everything is easy to say.

Soon, Su Hao's mouth aroused a cold mockery smile. He tightened the steel knife in his hand, and his black pupil as bright as a star suddenly tightened. At the next moment, Su Hao's figure flashed like a ghost, and the real Qi in his body was like a rolling torrent, which filled Su Hao's body with rage.

The overwhelming power instantly gave Su Hao unlimited energy and confidence.

"Bang" made a dull noise. After su Hao kicked the colorful ceramic tile floor, it collapsed in an instant.

With the help of the huge impact force, Su Hao's figure crossed a streamer, and the Dragon killing kitchen knife in his hand was lifted to the same position as the middle-aged man's neck in the process of rapid impact.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss"

Just for a moment, Su Hao had flashed behind the middle-aged man. Both of them remained motionless. After a pause of about two or three seconds, Su Hao put away the steel knife in his hand and inserted it into the wallet behind his waist.

After turning around, the middle-aged man's neck had overflowed with red blood. The middle-aged man whose carotid artery was cut even splashed a large amount of blood on the left neck. Some blood beads stained the roof, while others turned into drizzle.

In an instant, the middle-aged man's head and his body began to dislocation, and there was a neat and smooth blade between them.

"Poof!" the middle-aged man's head had already rolled down to the floor and stood on the ground after turning a few somersaults.

However, the middle-aged man's blood dripping head bared a pair of white sharp fangs, about three or four centimeters long, which had protruded beyond his lips and blinked.

This scene made Su Hao feel puzzled!

For the alien race, Su Hao has only seen the ice giant and the monster race, plus a ghost ghost ghost race.

In addition to the Styx looking like humans, the ice giant and the monster are very different from humans.

But in front of me, the goods bared their tusks should be of no other race. But it's not like the people of the Ming nationality. It's hard not to be other races in the alien world.

Thinking of this, Su Hao carefully gathered around his head and carefully observed it for a period of time. The more Su Hao looked at this thing, the more he looked like a vampire.

Su Hao watched foreign vampire films, Twilight series and vampire diaries.

The vampires in there are not all bared their white tusks, with ferocious faces and coveting human blood.

Is it hard? This is a vampire!