One Hundred Ways to Satisfy Your Beloved Wife

The night came, pulling up a cloaked cloth for sin.

Qin Sam had a small range of limbs, and he had not acted alone for a long time.

Jump at your fingertips, and the terrain is D imaging technology is now standing.

Qin Sam looked around and finally locked one of the industrial transport vessels.

According to the boat's number, the boat leaves at exactly 1: 00 tomorrow morning.

If the money doesn't pay, Qin Han will be taken away by them.

As for ripping votes, such naive tactics must not appear before Blacknet S-level killers, who are often smart enough to maximize their benefits.

Even if Qin Sam doesn't want money, he can also smuggle people away and sell them.

Especially in Blacknet, a module that makes Qin Sam sick, where he can even buy and sell human life and human organs! Not to mention a kid who looks like an angel.

Qin Sam, like a leopard, travels back and forth between the harbor's dense chassis.

At one point, he finally managed to circumvent the guard and enter the cabin.

If it were a common robber, Qin Sam would certainly not be in such trouble.

But that's an "S"!

Life is a series of numbers in the eyes of those people! Not even grass mustard.

“Brother, I always thought there was something strange about this kid. He really doesn't look like a normal kid. Look at this. Since we arrested him, he hasn't cried, he hasn't cried, he hasn't made a scene. Sitting there, there was no movement except to say that his father was Qin Sam. ”

“You said he wasn't lying to us, and we didn't find out about him on the Internet. ”

Half of his shoulder was exposed in the dusk light.

The muscles of the drum bladder are full of eyelids, large and small, and the old and new marks are stacked together. At first glance, the body is full of stories.

“Cheating or not, it's normal for a rich man to have a bastard. ”

“In any case, tomorrow morning we leave, you tell your brothers to be honest with me, wait on the high seas, whatever waves you want. ”

Jone sighed, saying that low is beyond doubt in his voice.

Professional training kept him walking on the same frequency, obviously so large that he stepped on the floor, but it was too light to be lighter.

Qin Sam doesn't know exactly what equipment they have in their hands.

Though he has sat at the core of the black net, after all these years have passed.

Thinking of this, Qin Sam lifted his hand and touched the lens. He locked the target of several people first, which put his breath on a large container and waited for a change of position.

These people are smugglers and naturally do not choose places to be monitored.

Living is advanced, everyone understands an iron law.

That is, the more backward the safer, the more developed, the easier it is to expose.

Qin Sam fell asleep for a while, and this didn't wait until they changed shifts to eat.

When he quietly touched the container, he saw Qin Han tied up in a half-human tall box.

Fortunately, he wore a reconnaissance mirror on the little guy's wrist. Hidden also had infrared rays, and several deep, dark guns were pointed at the children who were barely half the height.

Qin Sam's pupils narrowed.

The death sentences of these kidnappers have been pronounced in their hearts.

He knocked on the meter blindly, looking at it and breaking the infrared.

Suddenly, Xiao Zheng raised his head too.

The fourth eye is opposite, Qin Sam's heart sinks.

Just thinking about how to deliver the signal, Qin Han shook his head.

Qin Sam was about to make a gesture. All of a sudden, his back was cold and he rang a laugh.

“Your Excellency, if I hadn't seen this little guy raise his head, I really wouldn't have noticed there were outsiders coming in. ”

Jone's familiar voice carries a hint of abuse.

Qin Sam couldn't help but tighten himself.

I glanced up at my son and suddenly thought I was really behind?

These days, someone actually put the camera on the target, or only Qin Han can see him with his head up.

What does Nima call him?

He's really...

“Oh? That only means your men are too weak. ”

Because the transducer was turned on, Qin Sam had nothing to worry about when he spoke.

“Really?"

Jone grinned and her breathing became heavier. During the conversation, the finger quickly pulled the trigger.

There was a slight tremor in the air, a mark of silent projectiles.

Just in Qin Han's shocked eyes, Jone's fingers moved!

Even if you wear a bulletproof vest, if you only shoot in one place, then something will happen.

Sure.

Qin Sam's figure fell on the ground.

Jone, however, did not relax his guard and repeatedly changed the gun several more times toward the “body” on the ground.

It's like hitting the foot from scratch.

Qin Han's eyes were all red at once.

Ben is still a child. At this moment, he can't accept that someone suspected of being his own father is being shot alive!

“He's dead! Why did you do it? ”

Qin Han's eyes were red, and two lines of tears poured out along his cheeks.

Heartfelt self-reproach is intertwined. In fact, Qin Sam doesn't have to die, does he?

Then the surveillance is put on his face. If he doesn't raise his head, then Sam Qin won't be found...

“Dead?”

“That's hard to say. ”

Probably because Xiao Zheng has a harmless face. People like Jone, whose hands are bloody, will also be inspired by the patience and pity that lies in the abyss of their hearts.

He looked up at the red-eyed child and blinded his eyes with a handkerchief over his head.

“I still believe in the wisdom of the original people.” As he spoke, he touched a sharp Swiss army knife from his calf, ripped open the air and stabbed him hard to the ground as someone he had already sunburned.

“What a coincidence. That's what I thought. ”

With a laugh, Jone stopped there as if he had been pressed to pause.

He stared at the big eyes like a copper bell, and the blue pupil of the sea instantly enlarged.

“You...”

The throat fluttered hard, squeezing out an incredibly difficult syllable syllable.

“Jone, who lent you the guts to tie my son up? ”

Qin Sam turned off the transducer and pronounced it with a special chest resonance.

This sexy, dull, dull voice is the nightmare that all S-level killers on the black net can't live up to.

Because it's the King of Killers!

The man who never fell from the altar, even after more than a decade.

“It's you!”

“You're the Shadow King! ”

Jone just feels that his whole blood is starting to reflux.

He can't believe he's pulling out King Yan's beard!

But this little doll says his father is the rich Qin Sam...

Confidence is a little high, Jone's brain cells are a little low.

He looked at Qin Sam, his eyes interwoven with complexity, shocked! Fear! And confused!

He can't understand, even if King is really as capable as the legend says, but his gun is not a toy gun, how can this man have nothing!

Besides, he saw blood!

This Nima...

Is King a biochemical monster?

Soon he was stopped by his bold idea.

Besides, King never shows up in front of people, or even knows his true appearance, and goes under the guidance of Old Max.

Qin Sam's lips were silent, his fingers suddenly pinched his neck, and a cold liquid was injected into Jone's body.

He fell into Qin Sam's arms in a twisted shape.

With a smile on his face, he felt quiet as if he was asleep, and his face was still pale red, which was a healthy color.

Qin Han stood still again!

Qin Sam looked up and looked at the face of his own son with a smile.

The time was running out, and he couldn't care less about the old days.

Fly the little guy into his arms and walk out against the wall.

Qin Han's belly was full of doubt, but at this moment, he also cooperated with his lips. He buried his head in Qin Shan's chest without a word. He listened to the powerful heartbeat, a single voice, and opened up in his ear.

Though Qin Sam was very careful, he actually hugged a person and was injured.

The blood wasn't fake either. It's true.

Just because the clothes on him were made of special materials that could transfer some of the damage, but the black net came out perverted.

That's dozens of shots!

Muffled, Qin Sam jumped ashore.

Running along the way, Qin Han finally rushed into the woods.

After searching for an empty area, Qin Sam thoroughly scanned Qin Han with a scanning mirror and found no safety risks.

This revealed a burdened smile and a long breath.

Fingers knock a strange rhythm at the watch.

Immediately afterwards, the freighter in the distance burned.

Sparks rose and suddenly became chaotic.

Qin Sam lowered his head and looked at the watch. The marker representing Jone and his subordinates' HP disappeared, and his eyebrows finally stretched.

“You're Sam Qin, right? ”

Qin Hanbaba looked at him and felt even more guilty.

“Well, I'm your old man. ”

The style of someone in Qin also drifted away without being stung and injured again.

Qin Han smiled and blushed. He twisted his face aside.

“You haven't chased my mom yet. ”

“Sooner or later it's all mine. Besides, little fella, do you really think you and Stu can bend around like that without me knowing? I have backups of chat records! You underestimate me! ”

Qin Sam said so casually that he wanted to slap his son's furry head with his hands up.

Neha raised his hand and immediately pulled the wound. Qin Sam's mouth twitched.

“You're hurt! ”

The sound was wrong, and Qin Han couldn't help but ask Qin Sam about the chat record.

He reached out his hands to help Qin Shan, but didn't want to happen to touch the wound between Qin Shan's waist. His palms were wet.

Red, red, red!

Blood!

“Broad, are you all right? ”

Under the “deliberate” detour of Mr. Iron Bull, he finally found this place.

What you see is your son's hands full of blood.

Her call also made Qin Han aware.

Raised his hand and said: “Mommy, come on, Uncle Qin Sam, he doesn't seem to be working! ”

The smile on Qin Sam's face stalled!

Your sister can't!

But looking at the worry on his face, he “fainted” happily.