Sick Master Fu's little flirtatious tits are fierce and sweet

A group of distinguished VIP customers stepped out of the room one by one.

Not long after, only Fu Hongyun and the proud countess were left in the lobby on the third floor.

The mill passage at the exit is closed and the gates are closed.

The hall suddenly went dark, the bright sky was blocked outside, and the entire hall on the third floor was shrouded in gloom.

The masked man turned around, his eyes were fierce and vicious, and he looked at the countess without blinking.

The countess trembled from being stared at, and the arrogance around her instantly extinguished.

She subconsciously glanced at the exit.

The door is closed...

The masked man walked towards the countess with slow steps, and the hall was silent, leaving only the sound of the man's footsteps.

His tall and thin figure cast a shadow on the woman.

The woman's whole body was shrouded in a dark place of ashes.

She wanted to escape, but was blocked by the masked man.

The countess exerted all her strength, barely controlling the trembling in her body.

She held her head high, with a trace of arrogance on her trembling facial muscles: "I am a nobleman of the Mongolian Empire, I am a nobleman in heaven, and I am not something that lowly people like you can provoke!"

"Open the door quickly, I want to go out!"

The masked man grabbed the woman's neck with his big blue and white palm, like pinching a piece of gorgeous rag.

He lightly raised his arms and lifted the woman into the air.

The woman's fair face was bruised from the suffocation, she couldn't say a word, her mouth made a creaking sound, and her legs flapped wildly in the air.

The masked man flicked his hand lightly, and the woman's whole body was thrown out of the air.

Pfft!

The woman slammed into the stone wall.

Blood flowed profusely from her mouth, staining her gorgeous dress red.

The masked man put his hands behind his back, walked slowly, and approached the woman who was only half breathed.

The voice in his mouth seemed to be laughing and crazy: "Nobles? Heavenly nobles?"

"Who isn't!"

He leaned over, took out a clean and flat white handkerchief from his pocket, and covered the woman's face: "Compared with me?"

"Unbelievable!"

Through a white handkerchief, the masked man hugged the woman's head, sucking her blood.

The masked man was addicted to eating, and three bullets were driven into the back of his head!

Fu Hongyun held a Kodat 36 pistol and fired three shots in succession.

Shoot straight to the point!

The blood energy that the masked man had just sucked in was spat out again.

He turned his head stiffly and saw the man standing behind him.

There was a wicked smile on his face: "It really is you!"

Fu Hongyun aimed and shot at the masked man's neck artery.

The masked man waved his palm awe-inspiringly, bringing out a powerful airflow.

The bullet went off course and nailed the stone wall.

Fu Hongyun shifted his gaze to the right, shot through the lock cylinder of the side door, and dodged into the stairway.

His movements were clean and fast, and he ran out of the lobby on the third floor.

Patrol officers panicked and chased after him.

"Wait! I'm going to kill him with my own hands!"

The masked man spit out a mouthful of dirt, his eyes were dark and violent.

The patrol stopped.

The back of the masked man's head was ripped apart, black blood gushing down his cool black clothes, staining the spotless white tiles under his feet red.

He concentrated his energy and forced out the three bullets that pierced through his brain.

Under the torture of great pain, the face hidden under the mask was distorted to the point of deformation.

The face under the mask was clean and elegant, which was completely incompatible with his sinister eyes.

The masked man staggered, holding the bar on one side with both hands, his body bent and trembling.

He leaned against the bar, closed his eyes and rested for a while, the bloody back of his head was healing at a very fast speed.

After a while, the trauma on the surface of the skin recovered as before, but his face was still pale and terrifying.

Unable to wait, he held Thor's Whip and chased it out.

Fu Hongyun escaped from the third floor and drove along the stairs all the way to the corner of the stairs on the first floor.

He hid in a blind spot and fired a shot at the only surveillance camera in the castle.

The monitoring probe shattered at the sound.

The man was dressed in a high-end suit, with a slender figure, holding a gun in both hands, walking vigorously, and walked quickly to the secret passage at the exit on the first floor.

Walking to the center of the hall, an earth-shattering alarm sounded throughout the castle.

boom--

he came!

The sound of pattering footsteps sounded in the empty hall, eerie and eerie, as if emanating from hell.

The masked man held Thor's Whip and walked directly opposite Fu Hongyun, his eyes were venomous: "I want to see if you can leave here alive today!"

Fu Hongyun aimed at the vitals of the masked man and fired several times, but the masked man dodged them one by one.

The masked man flicked the whip in his hand. The long whip was as fast as a snake and the wind, and it hit Fu Hongyun's hand fiercely.

The He Dat 36 in Fu Hongyun's hand was shot down to the ground and landed at the feet of the masked man.

The masked man stepped on it and kicked the pistol to the side.

He swung his whip and hit Fu Hongyun directly on the neck.

Steadily, Fu Hongyun caught the long whip, with blue veins on Leng Bai's arm, dragged the masked man to his side, and locked his throat with his backhand.

The already pale face of the masked man turned even paler. He raised the corners of his mouth and showed a wicked smile: "Very skilled!"

"But you have no mana!"

After saying that, he turned around and fell over his shoulder, hitting Fu Hongyun heavily on the floor.

A strong smell of blood rose from Fu Hongyun's chest, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

The man's hair was messy, and his clean and straight white shirt was stained a little blood red.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the pistol dropped aside and reached for it.

The moment his fingers touched the body of the gun, the masked man stepped on the man's slender white palm, tossing and rolling.

There was the sound of broken fingers in the air.

Fu Hongyun's cold white face was swollen red, but she didn't groan in pain from the beginning to the end.

The masked man stepped on Fu Hongyun's finger, with a smug smile on his face: "Just die here, lowly mortal!"

He swung his long whip, and with the momentum of thunder, he directly hit Fu Hongyun's heart.

At the critical moment, a group of monstrous storm suddenly hit, roaring like a giant dragon, swallowing up the whip and the masked man.

Fu Hongyun has been unable to summon the storm dragon, soaring out.

The man stood up straight from the ground, his thin lips were stained red with blood, and there was an unruly smile on the corner of his mouth.

He is tall and tall, and his whole body is majestic like a god!

Fenglong wraps around the masked man and is about to tear him into pieces.

When his sanity remained, the masked man pressed the black button in his hand: "I'm going to die, and I want you to be buried with me!"

The entire underground castle shook and collapsed, and the stone beams fell and hit Fu Hongyun directly.

A light and shadow passed by, and the red ribbon fluttered, carrying a faint fragrance of white lotus.

Wen Xiaorou smashed the stone beam with one palm, hugged the man horizontally, shuttled sharply between the sky and the earth, and sprinted towards the exit.

Fu Hongyun lay in the little girl's arms, her consciousness gradually lost: "Roubao, I'll leave it to you!"

Wen Xiaorou kissed the man's gradually cold lips, her clear eyes were firm and resolute: "Husband, I won't let you have trouble!"

The mountain collapsed like a flood bursting an embankment, dust was flying all over the sky, and gravel and fire were flying everywhere.

The little girl hugged the man and walked out of the underground castle.

She has snowy muscles and black hair, jade bones and icy muscles, and a red ribbon fluttering in the wind, she is breathtakingly beautiful.

Husband, let me take you home!