Chapter 173 Who Are You?

A senior killer with tens of thousands of lives in his hands, even if his eyes are gentle, there is a bit of coldness in his eyes. Most people would feel uncomfortable if they don't notice anything, but Xiao Fengxue let him look at him without changing his expression. .

She wanted to see what this fellow could see.

Miloke opened her mouth and didn't know how to respond, another voice sounded and rescued her just in time.

"Ling, I advise you to put out your cigarette, and you will know when the boss sees you later." The woman in the dark green cheongsam spoke, her voice was just like hers, soft and gentle, revealing the flavor of a Jiangnan woman. weak.

The woman sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, her sitting posture was dignified, virtuous and elegant, different from Xiao Fengxue's cold and light light, but a kind of gentleness and softness that belonged to women alone, and her figure was also excellent, in line with the ancient Chinese women's style A kind of delicate beauty, slim waist and plain fingers, eyes like autumn water.

Even though her appearance is not outstanding, she still gives people a very comfortable feeling.

At this time, she was covering her lips with her beautiful hand, and she laughed softly, obviously she had already filled her mind with the image of Ling being cleaned up after smoking in front of the boss last time.

Ling glanced at her sideways: "Ye Ximing, I heard that you just came back from digging through the trash can?"

Ye Ximing's smile froze immediately, he took a sip from his teacup to cover up his embarrassment: "Isn't that for my mission?"

Xiao Fengxue stood aside with her chest folded and watched them talk with great interest. Speaking of Ximing this night, despite her appearance of being educated and reasonable, she is actually a wonderful woman. A dignified killer named herself Ximing.

As the name suggests, he loves his little life the most. In Ye Ximing's eyes, as long as he lives, he can give up everything, including integrity!
"Yo, I forgot if I didn't mention this!" The hot butterfly in a red dress was flamboyant, leaning half on the armrest of the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in her hand, smiling alluringly, and looking up. He pushed down the burly man sitting on the sofa opposite, "Master Reaper, it is said that cleaning is one of the greatest professions in the world, are you happy?"

"Hey!" Death turned his face away in disdain, and his words were full of provocation, "What's wrong with the cleaner? The quality of my tasks is much higher than yours. Do you have any objections?"

"No, it's very hard for you to act as a cleaner every day to get this and that. Would you like my sister to teach you a few tricks to ensure that the task is easily done?"

Death turned to look at her.

In M, the courses for male killers are different from those for female killers, and he has only vaguely heard some of the courses for female killers, so he is quite curious about this one.

The butterfly demon is dressed in jade hands, the red nails are extraordinarily charming under the light, and the red lips are lightly parted: "Benefits?"

The god of death smiled, and suddenly leaned over to stare at her with provocative eyes: "Would you like to make a promise with your body?"

Butterfly Demon was stunned for a moment, then giggled, her voice could be said to be tactful and charming as if lingering for three days: "Deal!"

"Then for the sake of your sincerity, I will show you how to seduce men mercifully, oh no, you should seduce women, or men..." She was in a state of confusion as she spoke, waving Waving his hand, "Forget it, it's not bad anyway, it's better for both men and women, how about tomorrow, let's learn from pole dancing first!"

After speaking, there was silence all around.

There were some suppressed laughter in the hall at first, and then the members of the god group beside the coffee table laughed out loud without shame.

The Butterfly Demon couldn't say how happy she was when she heard the laughter, she turned her head and saw the Grim Reaper staring at her with sharp eyes like a cheetah, his mouth moved, and she could even hear the sound of his teeth rubbing against each other.

But she is not afraid of him, the angrier he is, the more proud she is, and the happier she feels, she immediately said with a coquettish smile: "Oh, doesn't Lord Death like pole dancing? That's right, your body is not soft enough, and you don't have the foundation to dance If you can't get up, forget it, forget it..."

After hearing this, Reaper felt a little better, thinking that this woman finally came to her senses, but she didn't expect her next sentence to be: "That's okay, let's start with yoga, then how about belly dancing and then pole dancing? "

The laughter around was even more exaggerated, and even the agent dragon team not far away chuckled a few times, his face turned blue and red, and his voice sank, "You're looking for death!"

If this woman doesn't tease him for a day, she will be in a hurry. How can there be such an annoying woman in the world? She is shameless and has a lot of words. The two have been fighting for so many years without a winner.

It is said that the best way to deal with a person is to marry her home, tie her by her side and take care of her for the rest of her life.

He rubbed his chin, this method is really good, if it wasn't for the order in M ​​that killers are not allowed to fall in love, he would really like to try it.

Xiao Fengxue felt that she should stand up, otherwise it would be endless, "You two, do you want me to tell the king to let you go to the 'little black room' to fight slowly?"

The small black room is not an ordinary house, there are many unexpected things in it, and it is used to punish the killer who made a mistake. Basically, those who have entered it once will never forget it.

The Butterfly Demon and the God of Death once had a big fight because of a quarrel, and ran in. Where could the guards in the small black room stop the two Death Gods?

The lesson from that time was bloody!

The two came out with each other's support in the end, and that was the first time Xiao Fengxue saw such a distressed butterfly demon who was so flamboyant.

"Who are you?" The god of death turned his head and looked at her, with undisguised displeasure in his eyes.

When will it be the turn of a girl with no hair at all to take care of the matter between him and Die Yao? If it wasn't for the fact that she was brought by Qiangwei and made him feel a little incomprehensible, I would have given him a slap. died.

Butterfly Demon looked at her with her hands folded on her chest and her winking eyes raised. She faintly had the same aura as theirs, that cold, murderous aura, and she never changed color in front of them. She was strangely calm from beginning to end. The point is... She knows the little black house?
Xiao Fengxue smiled lightly and remained silent, extremely mysterious.

Sensing Ming standing by the sofa looking at her, Xiao Fengxue nodded calmly as a greeting.

Ming is a special existence in the god group. No one around him dares to approach him, including several major killers of the god group, who are a little far away from his position at this time.

His aura is weird and cold, his temperament is withdrawn and unpredictable, and his skills are good, basically no one dares to provoke him, even if they are joking, they dare not come to him.

At the bottom of the God group is a girl in her early twenties, code-named Xinshang, with black shoulder-length hair, bangs, a pair of black frames on her face, and a college uniform all year round. The youthful and pure appearance is just like a female high school student.

(End of this chapter)

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