I am in Dongying mixed society

"You want it! Say it!"

"Isn't the idiot over there who was slapped by me just now said he fell in love with you? Go and seduce him?

Take off his clothes and sleep with him or something, maybe he will let his companion let you go."

"...what?"

Ms. Qiuzi Huashanyuan, who had originally expressed her desire to survive just now, was unavoidably stunned when she heard this from her little boss.

Her gaze was hesitant and sluggish, and she looked at the back of the dark Middle Eastern man about five or six meters away.

It just so happened that after hearing the whispers of the two girls, the Middle Eastern man turned his head with a bright smile to the two girls.

"I seem to hear someone say they want to sleep with me? Hitomi, is that you?"

"If you are not afraid of being cut off in the future, your second child will be put on a chest and an X, and sent to a famous Japanese custom shop to have sex with those big belly middle-aged men.

You can think so."

Alash's unusually brilliant smile instantly stiffened on his face, and then his gaze began to move, and finally turned to the body of Ms. Qiuzi of Huashanyuan who was still looking at him in a daze.

"So, is it Miss Qiuzi?"

"Don't talk for now, I'm calculating how much yen a battery can sell, and how many batteries you need to be the kind of rich man in my mind that I am willing to marry."

"...Well, what does it mean to count as a battery?" A cold sweat spilled over his forehead with a stiff smile.

Faced with his question, Ms. Qiuzi Huashanyuan, who had already retracted her eyes from looking at him, lowered her head and started muttering to calculate what she had said, but after hearing her words, tears appeared in her eyes in the next second. Guangdi with a pitiful appearance raised his head to him again.

"Did you forget? You told me before that you were going to steal the battery to raise me~"

"amount..."

Chapter 106 It's Time to Put on a Beautiful Long Dress and Rob the Man with My Cousin

Near Tokyo Bay, in a five-star hotel...

The masked man who had just wiped his body with a wet towel was standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom of the hotel room.

He looked up and down at his body, which had become like a really tall woman after undergoing liposuction and plastic surgery, and then looked at the chest area after the second operation a few days ago. The bandage has been removed, and the chest that fits the figure just right.

Then, she took apart the medical gauze on her face that had been changed only once in the hospital yesterday.

A beautiful face that can be regarded as perfect is printed into the eyes through the front mirror. The only imperfection in this perfection is that there are several scars of minimally invasive surgery that are not fully healed, such as the dense forest The branches criss-crossed and were printed into his eyes along with his beautiful face.

He stretched out his hand, and gently brushed the beautiful and strange face in the mirror.

Immediately, he walked out of the bathroom with gauze tied to his face.

On the bed in the bedroom, he reached out and picked up a surgical consent form that he threw on the bed sheet. He sat on the bed and read the consent form written on the penis resection and uterine transplantation. After the eyes, I began to dress myself.

A black knee-length dress belonging to women fell from her upper body.

A pair of high-heeled sandals that matched the skirt were put on the empty feet.

A beautiful and valuable crystal necklace hung on his chest.

After that, he finally put on a pair of black lace underwear for himself, reached out and picked up a black cello backpack that she randomly placed on the wall.

He picked up another padded jacket that was about the length of his knee and could almost completely cover his black pigment group.

Only then stepped on the peculiar female, like a fairy-like seductive step, walked out of this hotel room.

Soon, a black Lamborghini drove out of the hotel parking lot.

With that super-speed, drove quickly towards Warehouse No. 97 in Tokyo Bay where Hitomi Hoshino was held...

suddenly!Brake!

Lamborghini stopped by the side of the road, at the Y-shaped intersection where the street girl had passed.

Seven or eight black Mercedes-Benz cars passed by him as if rushing past him, as if they were rushing past him without considering whether they would be too fast and cause a car accident.

Looking at the distant taillights of several cars, and the license plates that made him feel familiar.

He was stunned, and then he was angry!

In anger, she took out her mobile phone almost without even thinking about it.

immediately...

Beep...beep...beep...

'Huh?Hire people?I happen to want to call you over~ I didn't expect you to call me first~

Hmm~ There is one thing I want to tell you, that is, for this mission, I discussed with Captain Marcos who had just rushed back to me on a bicycle and some of his girls.

For this time to deliver the task to you, we want to delay it for a day or two.You look like...'

"Idiot! Your position has been exposed! Now the members of the Hoshino team are going towards your side! Hurry up and find a way to retreat! Otherwise you will be blocked at the dead end of Pier 97 to make dumplings!"

After speaking, the masked man who was already wearing a dress didn't wait for the other side of the phone. The contact person who was interrupted by him before he could finish speaking spoke and threw away the phone in his hand!

The feet in black high-heeled sandals pressed hard on the accelerator!

The black Lamborghini carries an aura that is not lost to the previous black Mercedes-Benz cars that passed by her!

It's just such a catapult that started drifting and flicked straight towards the direction of Tokyo Bay Pier 97!

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Two sturdy big men, with fortitude and happiness on their faces, rode their bicycles to the gate of Pier 97.

After they saw the scooter that fell by the entrance door of the pier, it was a broken scooter in terms of its shell, and the bicycle wheels that were still rolling forward leisurely were unavoidable.

After that, they stopped the car and began to look at each other.

"Motorcycle? Second lieutenant, did Alash and the two boys come back on motorcycles?"

"No? I remember riding a bicycle like us."

"That's weird, where did this motorcycle come from?"

"Who knows~ maybe they were followed~"

"Heh~ Lieutenant, you can really make a joke. If you were to be followed, would the Ninety-Seven Pier still be so peaceful? Maybe gunshots are already happening now."

"That might have been left here during the few hours when we were out on mission? Its owner must have dropped it and took a taxi to the hospital, right? It just fell so that the shell was almost completely scrapped. , What should be a car accident, right?"