Chapter 408 (1/2)

Xiao Luo’s hands are like robots. The grip and endurance are extremely strong. Of course, he can withstand the impact of the free fall of his body. He descends layer by layer, his movements are light, and he does not make much noise. .

It’s almost 8-Layer!

Under the Qiu Yuanjie entire group eyes looked at it, the heart seemed to jump out of the eyes of the blind, too thrilling, Xiao Luo every time one layer fell, their heart slammed, I was afraid that Xiao Luo did not catch When you live in a lost place and fall from such a high place, the flesh and blood of the person will fall into a pile of mud on the spot, and the picture will make you feel scalp numb.

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When Xiao Luo came to the 9-Layer’s balcony, he swayed into the 8-Layer’s balcony like a swing, landing on one knee, quietly, like a ghost without weight.

“The outside strip is for me to listen to, let me open a road, and then prepare a buggy for me, otherwise I will shoot the woman, don’t doubt what I said, I said it!”

As soon as I arrived at the 808 room, I heard a mad voice inside the screaming screaming, strong and powerful, but as if I would lose control and lose my sense.

Xiao Luo got up and reached out and gently opened the curtains. The situation in the room was unobstructed. The air was filled with a splendid taste. The carpet was filled with men’s and women’s clothing, and the used escaping sleeves were very Obviously, not long ago, there was a battle between men and women, which seemed to be fierce.

A man in shorts sat facing the door, holding a dark short rifle in his hand, his right arm tightly hugged a woman’s neck, and the muzzle was on the woman’s temple, he died. Staring at the door, once JC dared to break into the door, he shot and killed the woman in his arms.

The woman was naked, her body was exquisite, and her bumps were obvious. Although it was just a back, she could make people think very much. Because of the panic, the woman did not dare to move. Perhaps she did not expect her guests to suddenly throw out their hands and smash guns. Become a confrontation against JC.

Needless to say, this man is Yao Baishan, and the woman is the one he recruited!

It seems that I was aware of what, Yao Baishan suddenly turned his head and looked back. At this time, Xiao Luo also took advantage of the momentum, lightning speed, Yao Baishan did not see anything, and his face was a heavy punch. The force was fierce, and the whole man flew out to the side, flying with him, and two blood-stained teeth from his mouth.

“嘭~”

With a muffled sound, Yao Baishan, who had a big beer belly, fell heavily on the floor. The short rifle in his hand fell off the corner during the process of flying out. He fixed his eyes and looked at him, dressed in black clothed black. The youth of the pants are standing in the indifference of him.

The bright and white face, the dark and deep eyes, the body is full of elegance and cool!

“You…who are you? How did you come in?” Yao Baishan was shocked. He didn’t know when he was in his room. It was as horrifying as a ghost in the daytime.

Xiao Luo didn’t answer his question, just indifferently said: “You were arrested!”

JC?

Yao Baishan’s pupils are shrinking. Now that Xiao Luo’s identity is clear, he still has a thick bloody smell in his mouth. He climbs up from the ground and rushes to the corner of the short gun. He uses both limbs. He knows Only by taking this short gun in his hand, he has the qualification to talk to JC about the conditions.

Three meters, two meters, one meter…

Nearly, the gun is in front of you!

There is nothing else in Yao Baishan’s eyes. Only his short rifle, the short rifle that is close at hand is within reach, but just at the moment he just reached out, one foot stepped on the air and put the short squat The gun stepped under the soles of his feet and looked up, only to meet the cold face.

Xiao Luo sneered at him and then squatted on his waist.

Yao Baishan’s body slid out on the ground and stopped with a violent collision on the wall of the room. The bones of the body were as painful as falling apart, and mourning again and again.

Xiao Luo sighed and bent down to pick up Yao Baishan’s short rifle. Such an opponent is too weak for him. He has no interest in playing with each other.