The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

When you think about it, tick.

A drop of rain fell on a nine-word outfit.

Follow, one drop, two drops, three drops.

It's raining.

Light rain.

It was a dark night, and it was a moment of boredom.

Soon, Left Cold found it. Get back here.

“Boss, in the suburbs. ”

“Check it out."

“Yes, sir."

Saying, the car turned and drove to the suburbs.

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Su Yan was stood up by Qin Qingyue.

She looked up indifferent and a little confused.

Turning to think, this Qin Qingyue is the one she rescued.

Memory regression.

She went outside.

Rejected Qin Qingyue's support.

Just walking, bloody and silent.

When she walked out of the dark lane, one foot just stepped out of the hall door.

Just listen, whisper.

A bullet rubbed Su Smoke's cheek and nailed it to the wall behind him.

Su Yan raised his head.

The indifferent look shrunk.

Just watched, the woman who was just rescued, all died here.

Little leaching rain, ticking on those bodies.

It flows into trickle-blooded water and flows aside.

What do you mean, a river of blood?

Probably, that's it.

Opposite, standing a group of people, holding a long gun in their hand.

A black painted hole, all pointed at the entrance to the hall.

In front of this crowd, stands a man.

The man was skinny and had a pair of fallen triangular eyes.

Look at those eyes, they look familiar at first glance.

He looked down at Su Smoke.

“I don't know where the heavens and the earth dare to smash Cao's house. ”

Su Smoke didn't talk.

It's just been a long time.

Raise your hands.

Touched the cheeks.

A scratch of blood runs down that mouth.

One smudge, full of blood.

That pile of dead people.

What a sight for the day.

It's also in such a dark, rainy night.

She raised her hand and closed her eyes.

Tick-tock, a drop of rain falls in the palm of your hand.

It's like putting it back.

Su Yan was completely immersed in his memories. Mumble.

“Rainy weather, so annoying. ”

So sticky, like, blood.

At this point, behind me, there's another bunch of women, running out of crazy clothes.

Smile and run.

Probably a psychotic breakdown.

Just ran out of the hall.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

Shoot all seven or eight women in front of Su Smoke as sieves.

Crooked seven to eight, died before her.

She stood there physically stiff.

Slowly, clasp your hands.

, make a sound

“Who are you? ”

The guy across the street, with his eyebrows and his arrogance.

“Cao Lu. Cao family. ”

Su Yan dropped his eyes and held the door and window.

Lift your feet and go outside.

Qin Qingyue wanted to come and hold her.

She pushed her way into the hall, blocking the walls.

Probably really weak.

As soon as the steps had gone out, his body swayed and knelt on the ground.

She held her hands on the ground.

Clarify the color.

Probably didn't expect the man who killed so many people to be so weak.

Cao Luhaha laughed.

Enough laughing. Your face is getting gloomy.

“When you die, I'll skin you and feed the dog. ”

Su Yan gently swallowed his lips.

“Well, you guys, go to hell. ”

Her voice dropped and her eyes closed.

The rain dropped on her.

Makes her whole person look like a wolf.

People across the street, nobody cares what she says.