Female president's private killer

The ability of flower field veterans was perfectly reflected at this moment. Duan Tiandao even felt women's unconscious flattery.

After a shocking frenzy, the man got out of bed satisfied and began to tidy up his clothes slowly.

Until this time, the woman felt that her body had a little strength. She didn't try to make some kind of counterattack with this strength, but struggled: "you, you're not okova... Who are you?"

Duan Tiandao didn't answer the woman's question: "okova's body is in the bathroom. The reward is yours. The bodyguard at the door will lose consciousness for a short time, but you only have seven minutes to leave here. " However, in a short sentence, Duan Tiandao used five languages and six tones.

But the beauty still understood. She was stunned for a moment. On the European and American target reward list, okova, the second leader of the Mexican Mafia, paid a reward of US $5 million. The man behind him didn't care and gave it to himself. She couldn't help whispering, "why?"

"I said." There was a chuckle in the dark: "take off your clothes and walk into this room. You can get your absolute satisfaction. I will never break my promise."

"But you..."

Duan Tiandao seemed to know the meaning of women and said faintly, "you are my reward." At the last word, his voice was slightly inaudible.

The woman suddenly turned her head desperately to see the man behind her, but the dark room was empty, and there was a figure of heaven.

"Whoever you are." No matter whether the man who had left could hear it or not, the woman insisted on saying this sentence, and her voice was full of determination: "I will find you! The first night of my charm is not so cheap! "

Duan Tiandao doesn't know that the beauty killer who has only seven minutes to escape will waste a minute to declare war on himself. He is still very comfortable at this time.

For a top killer in the dark world, killing is just routine, which can't make him have any emotional change. On the contrary, the female killer who plays the call girl makes him feel great pleasure, which is an unexpected joy.

He casually took out the Cuban cigar in his pocket, lit it again, took a comfortable sip, and was about to swagger into the largest Luxor Hotel Casino in Las Vegas. Suddenly, his face moved and stopped.

At the gate of Luxor Hotel Casino, the crowd is surging. All kinds of tourists from all over the world shuttle through the luxury gate. Duan Tiandao's eyes pass through the surrounding complexity and stay on a pair of young Asian men and women three meters away.

They clasped their fingers and seemed to love each other for a long time. The young woman was curiously tilted her head, looked at the man beside her and said, "they have arrived at the door. Why don't you go in?"

The young man looked at the woman with gentle eyes: "because I suddenly found that there is nothing worth winning in this world except you."

The young woman gently hit the man's hand like a slight anger, but the satisfaction in her eyes could not be covered up anyway. She whispered: "me too..."

They smiled happily, holding hands, quickly turned around and disappeared in this bustling street.

This is just the most common and ordinary scene among thousands of people. But their expressions are really serious and satisfied.

Duan Tiandao was stunned for a moment, indicating that he couldn't understand.

Do they really think it's so simple that it can be the whole of life?

He was silent for a moment, his fingers flexed slightly, flicked the extinguished cigar, turned the thick cigar into a dark shadow, and accurately fell into the dustbin five meters away. He casually felt out the phone in his pocket, dialed a number and said in standard Czechoslovak, "I'm going to rest for a while."

The voice of an anxious man came from the opposite side: "but the old man said..."

Before the man finished, Duan Tiandao hung up the phone and turned off the machine. Turned around and took another look at the brightly lit sex and city, reached out and stopped a Las Vegas unique light yellow taxi: "airport."

Looking at the lights passing by the window, the expressionless Duan Tiandao gently tapped the window with his fingers. Only those who are familiar with him know that this is the expression of Duan Tiandao's uneasy mood.

After breathing the dry smell of the desert for several minutes, Duan Tiandao's expressionless face finally showed a smile. Maybe being an ordinary person is also a good way of life.

"Sir, the airport is here." The car shook and stopped.

Duan Tiandao nodded, paid the fare and got out of the car. After confirming that no one was following behind him, he took out the phone, quickly opened it, and threw half of it into the locker at the corner. The passport soaked in liquid medicine soon melted into a pool of white paste, obliterating all traces.