Reborn Noble Prisoner

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Qiandaoren was also like waking up from a dream. He was stunned for two seconds, then leaned over and hugged the boy and kissed the tip of his eyes: "I'm sorry, if you don't like it, there will never be a second time."

"Bastard!" The boy's eyelashes were stained with tears, and he yelled like crazy, "I don't like you either! I don't like you fucking with me! Why don't you fucking die!"

"I can't die." Qian Daoren hugged him, occupied everything forcefully, asked for a kiss, and then entered domineeringly, "I can't die until you die."

"...Pervert!" Xiao Sinuo gritted his teeth and burst out two words. His stomach was churning, and his internal organs felt shifted, but the flame of desire in his body was rising steadily. Just the friction of the limbs, the front The avatar couldn't help getting an erection.

Must kill you!Must kill you! !

In front of this man, the dignity and pride he is obsessed with is like a joke, he will be defeated if he wants to be defeated, he will be possessed if he wants to possess, why? !Why? !

By strength?Or is it based on the completely meaningless "senior brother"?

Xiao Si Nuo almost wanted to raise his head and laugh, Leswo was right, when he really wanted to kill someone, he would behave more tenderly and harmlessly than anyone else—because he wanted to kill someone with one blow.

"...Senior brother...Senior brother..." Xiao Sinuo leaned on the opponent's shoulder, lowered his head as if tame, his long black hair was scattered all over his body, his body swayed violently with the opponent's sudden acceleration, he found , I found out a long time ago, Qiandaoren was very emotional when he called "senior brother", it was like a stimulant, one injection, and he could not die endlessly, he squinted his eyes, panting heavily, " ...Brother, you let me do it last time?"

"Yes." Qian Daorin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said unambiguously in his ear, "Someday you dare to climb on my bed, you can try."

"...you bastard!"

"The consequences of being dishonest with your mouth are serious."

"……Son of a bitch!!"

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When he opened his eyes in the morning, the sky was already bright, and Qiandaoren had wiped it up and was gone. Xiao Sinuo was stunned for ten seconds, then got up and went straight to the bathroom, washing it inside and out like a cleanliness addict. After bathing three times, I almost rubbed off a layer of skin.

With Qiandaoren's tossing method, he originally thought that he would really be paralyzed on the bed the next day and couldn't get out of bed, but it turned out that this junk is still life-sucking/undead, not only does it have no traces of love, it doesn't even have a shadow , even the bloody wounds on his hands were healed. He supported the sink in the bathroom and thought about it for a while. The mysterious Dr. Lin seemed to have said when he changed his blood that he could have [-]% of Milan Z's blood. The power, the healing power of self-recovery is perfect, and now he has seen the effect of the healing power, but where is the so-called [-]% power of Milan Z?Except for an accidental explosion during the human bone PK meeting with Sears, he really couldn't feel where the power of a non-human species like Milan Z was contained in his body.

After taking a shower, Xiao Sinuo tidied up casually, and walked out of the bathroom. The mess and irritation made him stiff for a moment. Seeing Qiandao Ninja's Demon Zhan Dao shining brightly across the bookshelf, he walked over, picked up the sword and swung it in the air, a fierce and domineering aura flowed out from the slender and slightly curved blade, with a compelling aura.

He squinted his eyes and snorted disdainfully, the sullen man, even the knife he used was so sullen.

Xiaosnuo's black eyes were cold and luminous. He swung his knife and cut the Kingsize bed in two with one knife. With a horizontal kick, he began to destroy the corpses and traces of a large area with the knife in his hand. The luxury suite became a devastated ruin.

His eyes swept around coldly, and his face looked a little better when he couldn't see anything obtrusive, as if he was satisfied, Xiao Sinuo slightly pursed the corner of his lips, and thrust the ghost knife into the ground with his backhand, Then slam the door out.

Amidst the chaos, there was just a Japanese knife with a cold light in the center, and a line of clearly written cursive characters were drawn on the ground with the tip of the knife: Blackcherry.

Blackcherry, Black Cherry, was once the code name of Beatrix, the most prestigious courtesan in high society, in the intelligence black market. There was always a saying in the black market back then, where Black Cherry walked, there was the fragrance of the bottom of the skirt and the taste of blood.

However, I don't know when it started, where there is Blackcherry, the fragrance of the ancient spices from the Middle East has disappeared, and the taste of blood remains.

The fact is that after Beatrix died, when he went on missions at night, he always liked to write this graceful name on the chest of every dead person. No matter what the purpose was, Blackcherry was already soaked in the smell of blood.

Qiandaoren, you deserve to die—this is the provocation implicitly expressed by Xiao Sinuo, who lowered his head and tamed him.

Leaving Qiandaoren's residence, Xiao Sinuo went straight back to his room, but the moment his fingers touched the doorknob, he felt an unusual aura. When aiming the gun, he always had abnormal physiological reactions, such as a sudden rapid heartbeat.

The strength in his hand was not loose, but his eyes had already looked around a few times. When the doorknob was turned open, he kicked up suddenly, and he used his strength to escape backwards. Where he was standing just now, as soon as there was movement here, the gunman in the room obviously also noticed his intention to escape, and immediately chased him out, and instantly bullets flew over like raindrops.

Xiao Sinuo's flashing speed is top-notch. Before the other gunman ambushed around him can move, his ghostly figure has already rushed behind one person, snatched the submachine gun from the opponent's hand, and kicked the person out. , almost instantly, that person was immediately turned into a hornet's nest.

With a gun in his hand, he finally managed to save his life, but he still couldn't figure it out. This is BLOODY's territory. If he were to fight with him here, the other party would either be out of their wits and dislike him for having too many people, or they would be so confident that they had other goals.

"You stupid pig! Who told you to shoot!" Leswo's gorgeous and high-quality voice suddenly rose, and the sound of the wine glass smashing to the ground immediately silenced the gunshots completely.

"Boss..." The subordinates suddenly panicked.

"Snow Wolf." Impatientness was evident in the voice.

Without a word of nonsense, there was a crisp gunshot, and Xiao Sinuo gasped for breath with his back leaning against the stone pillar in the corridor, and couldn't help but sneer without even looking at it: Lesvo, the show has collapsed again.

The author has something to say: ... I am silently repenting.

In fact, I really want to find out the truth. Which classmate generously rewarded me with a ticket? (Forgive me--, I'm really not sure, bazooka~~~~ In fact, I'm suspecting that my hands are shaking and I'm wrong...)

52 abnormal cooperation...

The feeling of being pushed into the spine by the muzzle is really fucking bad!Xiao Sinuo glanced back calmly, and the corner of his mouth curled a cold arc slightly imperceptibly. He raised his hands, and dropped the thing in his hand very wittily, then bumped his toes and kicked to the opposite side.

There is a row of guns where you can see, and there is still a row of guns where you can't see it. Anyone with a wink should know that now needless to say, even if you just move your fingers, you may end up being swept into a pile of rotten meat by a submachine gun.

Leswo loves to act, but he prefers to do fake plays for real. The so-called abnormality has no lower limit. In his eyes, there is never a bottom line to talk about. Games are the joy of living.

So, as long as he is happy, he can kill you at this moment, hold your corpse and swear to repent in the next second, and even bury you as a martyr. Ask the pastor to make a solemn prayer, praying that there will be no death there, No mourning, the kingdom, power, and glory are yours, now and forever.

Felt ironic?

For a pervert who never cared about how long he can live, talking about life or credit with him is the greatest irony.

But maybe it's because Lesvo is such a pervert, so he lives more freely and unscrupulously. Compared with those people who are always trembling with their lives, their lives are more than a little longer, at least Xiao Sinuo is like this I think he has been with Lesvo for a few years. It’s not that he hasn’t licked the other party’s blood, but he went back obediently afterwards. There is no other reason. Lesvo likes to provoke and be provoked. The unique knife makes this boss who thinks differently feel extra exciting.

And D also finds it very exciting. One day he can collect all the heads of the bosses, and he will have a great sense of accomplishment.

So, he spent half his life fighting on the tip of the knife overnight, never for anyone, but for the very challenging head of the other party.

"Go! Go in!" The muzzle of the gun in the back of his heart was pressed hard, and Xiao Sinuo staggered, and was pushed hard into the door.

Leswo leaned lazily on the leather sofa, casually took the wine glass that the attendant bent over, swayed his fingers on the radiant glass, and brought it to his lips to sip it calmly and gracefully. Just picked up Xiao Si Nuo who was pushed into the door, squinted his eyes casually glanced at Xiao Si Nuo's men holding guns against Xiao Si Nuo, licked his lower lip and smiled very sinisterly: "Waste is waste, there is no wink at all, Putting a gun against a killer who can kick your head off with one kick and still dare to get so close, it really seems like a long life, doesn't it?"

Lesvo's words just slipped out of his lips lightly, and before the people around him could react, the man with the gun had already flown outside the door, and slammed into the stone pillar in the corridor with a bang.