ABO flower beauty

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"Bliss" is indeed a secret property of Wen Wu. Now that he is being chased and intercepted, there are few places where he can feel comfortable, and this is one of them.

The subordinate in charge of the business here graciously led him to the high-rise box that is not open to the public through the special elevator, and said with a smile: "Why do you have time to come here in person today?"

Wen Wu also had a smile on his face, calm and breezy, as if nothing happened: "I'm free to come in person, but your boss doesn't seem to be free to meet me in person?"

This subordinate was at most the second in command, and the person in charge who was directly under him dared to disappear at this time, which inevitably made people suspect that he had a double heart.

If in the past, the subordinates would have been in a cold sweat when they heard Fifth Master Wen say such words, but maybe he is not what he used to be, or he has such a good temper recently that the subordinates dare to apologize He justified: "Boss Huang unfortunately has something to do today, and the note came to check the accounts again. We are also suffering very much. He specially asked me to arrange the best goods for you. As soon as he got away, he rushed over to make an apology for you! "

Wen Wu now dresses lightly and travels lightly, and only brings along a few of the most stupid and loyal subordinates, the kind who would not betray him even if he was hacked into pieces. Hearing such a perfunctory answer, even if someone couldn't suppress his anger: "Old Huang! Is he tired of living?! He doesn't even think about it, he was just a gangster fighting in the street, who gave him today's business! At this moment, if he doesn't come to see Lord Wu in person, I'm afraid he has surrendered to the enemy!"

"Hey, you can't say that..." Boss Huang's subordinates murmured dissatisfiedly, a contemptuous look flashed across the brows, which was caught by Wen Wu keenly, but the smile on his face became more gentle, and he waved it casually. He waved his hand and stopped the angry diehards, "You just follow me to fight and kill, how can you understand their business affairs? It's not easy for Lao Huang to run this site for so many years. It’s nice to be able to breathe in such a place.”

Boss Huang's subordinates immediately laughed and said, "It's still the fifth master who loves us, please come here, the new arrivals, you are satisfied!"

Wen Wu was still laughing, and the silver light slid across his temperatureless eyes like neon. Before he entered the box, he hooked his fingers and whispered to the faithful: "Go and settle the person down, not even a single hair is allowed." Hurt him, I hope the 'gift' is perfect before I unbox it..."

Wen Wu's tone gradually lowered, with malicious expectations, the second leader who led the way listened with his ears up, and even said boldly and flatteringly: "You brought someone yourself? This is so new, let's talk about our 'Bliss' sign Do you want any more! Master Wu has to bring his own when he comes to the door, the boss will definitely teach us bad hospitality!"

Wen Wu glanced at him indifferently, and lit a cigarette in his hand: "Your ears are too long—or is it Lao Huang who asked you to inquire about my movements?"

The second in command froze, he didn't dare to speak any more, and bowed to guide him more attentively.

On the surface, Bliss is doing serious business, but if you don’t take the passenger elevator, but take another secret elevator that snakes around the building, you can experience another world, which is commonly known as the black market of population.

This method of using hotel secret ladders to carry contraband was learned from the Middle East. In Arab countries where alcohol is generally banned, many luxury hotels use this method to hide alcohol, and they often become the priority bombing targets of extremist terrorists.

However, Wen Wu's business is to lick blood on the tip of a knife. He has never been afraid of pain or death, let alone the fear of ordinary people. He feels very indifferent to "life". Similarly, the more enemies he makes, the more excited he is. Only by gazing at the suffering of others can he breathe out of his own abyss.

The blissful black market has everything you need, whether it's Eastern European slaves from the "white slave trade" or beauties trained by Kabukicho gangsters, as long as you can afford it, you can buy it.

Boss Huang didn't boast, the one he had prepared for him was indeed a rare item: an omega who could be called beautiful, completely naked, with collars around his neck and limbs, was kneeling and waiting for him docilely, the pheromones in the air The aroma is even more captivating——

Wen Wu raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "This is really rare."

The second in command twitched his nostrils intoxicatedly, and proudly said: "This is from Japan, we all call it 'poppy flower', although it is not as good as real marijuana, but it is almost the same, if you make him funny... ...that would be even better!"

As he spoke, he made obscene gestures, while the poppy flower that was discussed just opened its eyes obediently and obediently. It was obvious that it was given too much medicine, and it would do whatever it was told to do, but its nerves had been completely paralyzed. Drug overdose ruined, it's not an exaggeration to call it an idiot beauty.

People who have fallen to this point have various reasons, either they are heavily in debt, or they have fallen into the hands of others, or they have offended the powerful. Wen Wu just glanced at it and stopped looking at it. He has seen too many tragic stories , I am not interested in admiring one more thing: "The way they train people is really boring. There is an empty shell, what's the point?"

He had already smelled enough of the intoxicating scent of poppies. Since he was a child, he had made his way by helping the Wen family deal with illegal drugs. He had tried all kinds of mind-disturbing pheromones, and it was difficult to be easily teased.

Now, what he's curious about is another scent, innocent and carefree - oh, if that emotional shit can even be called worry, all the people whose heads he cut off with his own hands You should be able to laugh.

The ultimate beauty blooming in the filth is interesting, but it is not as interesting as breaking the glass greenhouse, burying the greenhouse with white snow, and watching a viburnum wither in the world—everything focuses on the process rather than the result. After all, people are mortal. On this point, Wen Wu is very open-minded, and he can be called a master of abnormal philosophy.

The second-in-command was still chattering about the benefits of this poppy flower, his eyes were salivating, and he seemed eager to take off his pants to demonstrate it himself. Looking at his performance, it was like watching a monkey: "You are an interesting person. Now that Lao Huang is gone, you are the only one left to take care of my business. Logically, I should give you some rewards."

Hearing the "reward", the second-in-command was immediately elated, but after thinking about it, he froze all over: "Boss Huang... is gone? What do you mean?"

Wen Wu said calmly: "Old Huang is a spy of the police, and he met the King of Hades yesterday." As he spoke, Shi Shiran folded his black boots on the beauty's back, thinking it was a beauty chair .

The second in command suddenly became short of breath: "No, it's impossible! Boss Huang informed me yesterday—" Before he finished speaking, he fixed his eyes on Wen Wu, "...Master Wu, you are inviting me into the urn!"

Wen Wu was surprised and said: "You are not too stupid! Yes, it was the last phone call of Lao Huang before his death. I promised him to dial out and let his son go."

After finishing speaking, Wen Wurou smiled softly, the hideous scar on his face wrinkled the shadow of the lamp, like a sinister wave of light: "I did what I said, and let his son go in front of him, but in the moat. "

His tone was as indistinct as light smoke, and before it completely dissipated, there was a muffled sound in the room, which was the vibration of gunfire with a silencer installed.

He just raised his hand casually, and when he put it down again, he still remembered to put out the cigarette butt. When the gunpowder smoke ignites, human life is easier to disperse than smoke.

Then Wen Wubai blew on the barrel of the gun boredly, ignoring the beauty trembling at his feet, got up and kicked away the second in command who fell on the ground, and threw the gun away in his hand-this guy is quick to respond, but it's a pity that there is no Wen Wubai. Wu's skill is fast, but in the end he only ends up dying.

The smell of blood in the air instantly washed away the fragrance of lust, Wen Wu said with a smile: "You look much more pleasing to the eye after death than in life." He patted the other person's face, and even kindly helped him wipe the pimple on his cheek. Bloodstained, "Your salesmanship is very problematic. I am obviously a useless person, but you praise me as a dragon and a tiger. It is really dishonest."

"The situation is unstable now, and I don't dare to keep people like you by my side. Before I'm completely defeated, I can send one away. If you go down now, you can still catch up with Lao Huang. You are not lonely."

While Wen Wu was talking, he expressed romantic emotion: "I really don't know who will be buried with me on the day I die?"

——The most ideal partner, of course, is the young master who made him unable to be a normal alpha in his life.

Right now, people are already by his side, which makes him feel very good, and even rarely plans to be a good person: "Ah, what did I just say? I want to give you some reward, right?"

Wen Wu smiled and looked at the slave with distracted eyes. The beauty flower was obviously petrified, but her mind was not strong enough to judge clearly what was going on outside, and her gaze was very distracted.

Wen Wu took out a pack of medicinal powder from the corpse, picked it up on his fingertips and tasted it, the purity was very high - he sprinkled the medicinal powder on the corpse, and whispered to the excited omega on the ground: "Go and lick it, let him Be happy, the medicine is yours."

Outside the door, his die-hard loyalists were knocking on the door, and Wen Wu patiently admired the absurd beauty in front of him for a while, then yawned, and with one shot he killed the man who was still working "tirelessly" on the corpse. omega, and thoughtfully placed the no-smoking sign of "Indoor Fire Hazard" next to the ashtray, then pushed the door out, and smiled at his subordinates in surprise: "It turns out that people are so stupid that they really can't tell the difference between the living and the dead. Strange."

The subordinate looked at the afterimage in the room expressionlessly, and reported respectfully: "The person you want has been placed."

Wen Wugang distributed benefits to his subordinates, and felt that he was a good man worthy of the young master of the Xu family for the time being, so he nodded with satisfaction——

Wen Hongyu has been showing off his power for so long, and Feng Shui has taken turns, it's time for him to have some fun.