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

Su Yan Slow Road

“Who sent you? ”

Her soft voice sounded.

Not at all aggressive.

Made the leader laugh.

“So what if you grabbed me? I tell you, as long as Zhao Hu is here one day, you gambling houses won't be able to..."

Before the end of the conversation, Su smoke stopped the conversation.

“Strike without saying. Kill him if you don't tell him. ”

The leader's laughter stalled.

Turn around and get hit on the ground.

After a cup of tea.

The leader's nose swelled and his pants curled to the ground.

Su Yan

“Who sent you? ”

The leader looked at Su Yan in disgust.

Just talking openly.

Su Yan swallowed slowly

“Keep hitting. ”

A fragrance of time has passed.

Su Yan handed the teapot to Lanzhi and blinked.

She swallowed the path.

“There's no more water. ”

Range, look at your grandfather. He sees you with a soft heart.

“Slave, this is for you to fall. ”

Not long later, Laneige handed Su Smoke a hot cup of tea.

laughing

“This is Gong Tea from the South. Would you like to try it? ”

Su Yan picked it up and drank it honestly.

Then nod your head.

“Delicious. ”

Rangi was praised by the young master, and he was not happy.

The lone wolf stood in front of Su Yan, hesitated, and made a noise.

“Little Marquis, I'm afraid it's going to kill you if you keep fighting like this. ”

Su Yan looked up and lowered his head.

“No, it takes at least two hours for three people to die without defenseless punching and kicking. ”

The lone wolf couldn't help but look at her a few more times, listening to the young master's professional words.

Half a buzz.

Su Yan slows down the sound

“Who sent you? ”

She asked, the batters stopped automatically.

The man still bites the root of his teeth.

Now the mouth is spitting blood.

Still holding on, not a word.

Su Smoke lowered his head and pulled the lid of the teapot.

“All with one finger. ”

Her faint voice silenced the whole place.

The visitors next to me were shaking their legs and stomachs.

After all, they're just gamblers, but they've never seen those bloody scenes.

There was no fluctuation on the lone wolf's face.

Swimming in grey areas, these are common.

He just doesn't understand why these bloody things, Little Marquis, should be seen by these people.

Aren't you afraid they won't come again?

Su cigarette rules and rules hold the tea pot

“Cut off one, cut off two, cut off two, cut off three, cut off all two palms.

And if you want to say it, I don't want to hear it. And as for death or life, it is God's will. ”

The man was angry and angry, twisting his body.

“You're a dead man! ”

Su Yan, look at him.

“Then you can sue me at the Yamen. ”

It's not that the Su smoke war is deceptive.

It's these so-called challenging hitters.

They're all carrying more or less dirty things.

Or life, or money laundering.

Going to the Yamen is a word of fear for them in itself.

Even less likely to sue her.

What do you call that?

Black eats black.

The lone wolf made a noise.

“What are you doing standing there? Do it!”

When the machete was taken out and placed on his finger.

Remind me of Su Yan.

Her serious eyes.

No one would question the veracity of what she said.

Finally, the leader was afraid.

“Wait, I said! ”

Su Smoke nodded his head and reacted flatly

“Go ahead. ”

The leader swept around the people present,

“I'm afraid to speak his name. You're afraid first. ”