C100 (1/2)

At home, Zhang Jun, Zhang Song, Su Xiang, and a few others were standing in front of a medium-sized nightclub in the northern sector of the city. The corner of their mouths slowly hooked up.

My nightmares come from you, my butcher knife comes from you, my life changes from you. Tonight, we, who have already recovered, want to use you to make an oath to the world about our rise. Ignorant and fearless people, use your blood to pay tribute to our slaughter knife! Let this dark world tremble under the influence of this blood!

Entering this flashy and extravagant place, everyone glanced at Zuo Zhixing, Bao Han Yong, and the others who were sitting in the corner. Their ice-cold murderous intent was unable to be concealed, causing a large hole to appear in their surroundings, even the brazen and open-minded ladies would not dare to step in there. Even the lady who occasionally brought the wine was trembling with fear. She put down the wine cup and immediately ran away.

Of course, they were not the only assassins who were cold as ice. They also had people who were good at hiding cold beneath their outer appearance.

”Handsome, do you need me to drink with you?” A lady did not wait for them to agree before she sat beside Su Xiang, sticking her soft body close to his.

Glancing at the woman's plump and half-exposed breasts and smelling the pungent smell of perfume, Zhang Jun and Zhang Song both secretly frowned.

Su Xiang, on the other hand, was like a cat smelling blood. He unrestrainedly hugged the slim girl beside him to his legs, leaned on the girl's plump chest and took a deep sniff. He closed his eyes with a face full of enjoyment, which made the girl giggle.

Su Xiang looked down along the half-exposed collar and said: ”Beautiful girl, I'm a poor student, I don't have any money.”

”Hehe, for a handsome student like you, I can do it for free.” The lady squeezed into Su Xiang's embrace with all her might, her ample chest emitting bursts of hot air as it pressed down on Su Xiang's shoulders.

”Haha, then I won't be polite.” ”She put one of her arms around the woman's shoulder, and with the other hand, she took out a small stack of 100 yuan bills, which were worth at least 500 yuan, and gently stuffed them into the woman's deep cleavage.” Guess how many times I can bring you to a climax tonight? The woman's eyes immediately shone brightly, as if a hungry female wolf had smelled raw meat. As she put the money into the small bag beside her, she smiled coquettishly and said, ”You are so strong and sturdy, surely you won't disappoint me?”

”I'm afraid you won't leave me.” A hand kept moving around the girl's body, finally sinking into the short skirt that only covered half of her butt.

”The lady's breathing gradually became heavier as Su Xiang skillfully teased her.” If that's the case, I'd rather die under you. ”

”Gently remove your finger from the woman's step and place it in her small mouth, which is covered in red.” ”Try your taste.” The woman also coordinated and sucked with all her might.

On Su Xiang's side, passionate flirting was happening. The lady's body was rubbing against his, and her hands were also moving around his body.

Su Xiang had a faint smile on his face, but within the depths of that smile was a cold chill and a fishy blood fiend.

Three minutes later, Zhang Song's eyes suddenly narrowed. Not far away, Bao Han Yong, Zuo Zhixing, and a few others who had been drinking lightly all this time slowly tightened their grip on the cups in their hands.

Su Xiang, who was passionately kissing the lady on his body, slowly looked at the group of twenty-one ferocious men who had walked in.

Although Zhou Xinmin and the others were still crazily dancing, passionately dancing and appearing dazzling on the stage, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on their lips at the same time. As they moved, they began to step towards the edge of the dance floor.

With a shake of his big hands, Su Xiang used his hands as blades to strike the nape of the girl beside him, mercilessly and viciously. The woman's body trembled and she laid down weakly.

Zhang Song and Zhang Jun moved! Su Xiang followed closely behind!

”You're lame. How dare you block your grandfather's way? Do you know whose territory this is?” The group of people who walked in suddenly saw that three youths were blocking their path. The one in the lead, a fat man with a fierce face and vulgar eyes, raised his eyebrows and pointed at Zhang Song's nose as he cursed loudly.

Zhang Song skipped past the fat guy and took the photo that Su Xiang handed to him. He then looked at the man with white fur, who looked like he was in his forties. The current second-in-command of the Qinghu Gang, Li Yunlong? ”

When Fatty realized that there was someone who was ignoring his existence, he flew into a rage. ”You …” Before he could finish his sentence, a long and narrow sword had pierced his heart. Due to its extreme speed, not a single trace of blood was left on the exposed blade. The fatty looked incredulously at the tip of the blade that was rapidly draining his energy. His eyes flashed with a thick unwillingness to lower his head.

Su Xiang laughed sinisterly, ”You have no right to speak up here.”

”Hua ~ ~ ~” The man beside him was shocked. With widened eyes and fear, he continuously retreated. He looked in disbelief at Su Xiang, who was slowly drawing his saber.

Fast, so fast! It was too fast! A woman on the side screamed. The crowd was in an uproar. ”Murder …” The crowd screamed as they fled.

Soon, the originally noisy bar became devoid of people. The loud music continued to reverberate through the bar as the waiter tremblingly hid in a corner.

”It's a little too slow to make a move.” Zhang Jun grabbed a table knife and threw it to the side. The knife hit a guy who wanted to call the police …

between his eyebrows.