Vol 2 Chapter 86: The rhythm of destruction ...

There are many places for men to spit their energy, but two places are undoubtedly the most classic, namely taverns and hotels.
The pub is of course drinking, and the hotel is looking for women. Er, of course, there is no denying that there is a man ... the former supplements the liquid, the latter discharges the liquid, alas, this is a loving activity!
In a slightly upscale hotel room in Nangang, under the burgundy red ambiguous lights, a man and a woman are working hard to discharge liquid.
There are many scars crisscrossing the man's strong physique, and at a glance he knows that he is not a good person. At this time, he was violently impacting the white flesh below with the classic missionary posture,
The sound of crackling clashes, big mouth gasps, high moans ... constantly echoing and intertwining in a small space.
"Baby, huh, we, let's change our posture."
"Well, okay, oh ..."
The woman was hugged directly, her legs naturally locked the man's waist, and her hands were wrapped around the man's neck.
"Ah!" Screamed
"Uh, baby I haven't started yet ..."
"Somebody, somebody!"
The stingy man was shocked when he heard what he said. When he turned his head, the underside suddenly softened.
I saw that there was an extra chair in the open space in front of the bed, and there was a middle-aged man watching with interest.
"Oh, is it over?" The middle-aged man spread his hands with regret, "You only used one pose ..."
"Damn! Who are you?" The Scar Man snarled quickly with a machete from the edge of the bed.
"Hehe ..." The middle-aged man shook his head with a slight smile, "Do n’t shout, the eight younger brothers outside you are all lying, um, let me tell you anyway, my name is Arthur. You are the deputy of the Golden Lion Gang Church owner Holson? It's not easy to find you. "
No doubt, this middle-aged man is Tang En. The level of walking the dog is still too low to touch too much. So Tang En only searched slowly. Fortunately, Allen is really familiar with Lai Yancheng. As long as he says the place name, he can find it. So after five or six trips back and forth, the horse-drawn carriage finally touched the leader of the operation—Horson, deputy chief of the Golden Lion Gang.
After knowing that he couldn't count on the younger brother outside, Holson didn't answer Tang En's question and exhaled, "Dead!"
The red vindictive spirit covered the blade of the sword, and stabbed Tang En's head fiercely.
Junior Samurai? Alas ... Tang En's body flickered to welcome him,
Ding, Ding!
The dagger accurately points on the back of the powerful knife, swings it away, and then wipes it onto Holson's wrist.
Holson's palm trembled, and he quickly backed away, dragging his blade to defend.
"Hah!" Tang En laughed a long time, his body was aggressive, 咝, 咝, 咝 ... The short red line kept floating to the other side of the body.
Ding Ding Ding Ding!
Tang En's strength is no longer comparable to these junior warriors. Although Holson blocked the left frame and left frame, his left shoulder was still penetrated by the dagger.
Holson groaned, and the long knife still steadily cut to Tang En's abdomen, apparently intending to lose both.
I'm a little bit funny, and I can't look down on it ... Tang En sighed, his body flashed behind Holson like a ghost, his left palm clasped the latter's entire face, then flashed, boom! Holson was imprinted in the wall ... sliding slowly, moaning in pain.
Clapped his hands, kicked the machete, Tang Enju exclaimed, "You know what I am looking for you, can you tell me?"
"What is it ... Ah!" Holson screamed.
Click on ...
Tang En expressionlessly moved his feet from the other's calf: "It's a pity we have a bad start ... let me remind you, tonight you bring someone ... eh?"
Tang En's body flickered instantly, the dagger was raised, 咝 ...
The naked woman behind her was standing there holding a vase, as if a red line had spread from her neck.
Boom, wow ... the vase was broken and the woman fell on her back.
"Boring!" Down looked back and continued to Holson: "Do you remember anything now?"
"Ahem, haha, yes, tonight I brought someone to beat a group of pariahs ... but you don't want to know anything from me." Holson is not a low-level idiot, he knows the power of the criminal law. Will say something easily.
Click! Holson snorted again, and the sweaty beans from his forehead came from his forehead.
"Pay attention to the tone of speech ... Well, everyone said it at the beginning." Tang En leaned down. "In fact, I can also guess some. You are from the Golden Lion, and you can do these things, naturally. The Roberts. Well, help me identify the specific person. "
"..." Holson said nothing.
"Okay, the night is long, let's enjoy it slowly ... First of all, let's make a game, come, put your hand out on the ground, my suggestion is that you try to keep your fingers apart, after all, my dagger is not every Can be accurately inserted between the fingers ... "
Indole, indole, indole ...
"what!"
"Uh, sorry, I missed it, but unfortunately this finger ... Well, in fact, you should look at this problem positively ~ EbookFREE.me ~ At least you should be relieved now. One missing, your finger The gap is even wider ... "
"..."
"Well, the craft is rusty ... What do we do if we only have one left? Change your hand, come, now stick out your left hand. Well, this one is useless, I will cut it for you ... ... don't thank me! "
Uh ...
Alan was standing under the hotel, listening to the screams, wailing, moaning from time to time ... his body was shaking slightly, who was Mr. Arthur?
After a long absence, Tang En stepped out of the door of the hotel, exhaling a long breath, and whispered, "Evil door, Beth, Becky, Bevin ... this is the rhythm to destroy the door ... what a mother!"
先生 "Mr. Arthur, do you know who did it?" Allen stepped forward and asked.
"Well, I see." Tang En came back, then said, "Allen, you will go to the treatment hall first, I will go home."
"Uh, oh ..."
Uh ...
Before long, Tang En returned to the attic with a carriage alone. At this point, it was two or three in the morning.
I opened the door, and the first thing that caught my eye was a woman in a long red dress lying on the table in the hall.
Tang En ignored it, took out a basin, plaster, and so on, and then got in some water to mix it slowly.
For about ten minutes, he stopped working.
I took out a long rope and held Becky flat on the rectangular dining table.
Then Tang En cut the rope into four pieces and fixed Becky on the four table legs.
"Hmm ..." Xu was shocked by Becky's actions. She slowly opened her eyes and said, "Why, where is this?"