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

Su Smoke left his bag in the alley.

This is supposed to be a bartender's dress.

She took off her jacket and only wore a white shirt and black pants, so she couldn't tell at once.

Because to carry out a mission, you can't expose yourself.

learned the masquerade technique.

Originally, she was purchasing and intending to leave it at home for the next task.

I didn't expect that.

I haven't had time to carry it home yet, I used it right here.

Put that little earpiece in your ear.

A remote control, a close implementation.

Perfect fit.

Su Yan walked in through the back door of the hotel.

As soon as I stepped in, I heard the sound in my earpiece.

“The surveillance is hacked. You have fifteen minutes to act. ”

Su Yan continued to walk inside and took the elevator.

Going up to the seventh floor.

Room number found.

Take a look at that closed door.

Reach out and knock.

There was no sound in it.

She knocked again.

I heard impatient noises coming from inside.

“Who is it? ”

Su Smoke did not answer.

She just kept knocking on the door.

The people inside began to be vigilant.

But I don't think the police will be able to get here so soon.

Let's take a look out of the cat's eye.

It's clear to see a man standing outside in a white shirt, no wonder he's slim.

Ask again.

“Who are you?"

Su Smoke doesn't answer, it just keeps pounding.

The beating of Su Yan directly annoyed the people inside.

The door opened with a bang, but of course there was some vigilance.

The burglar chain is still hanging on top.

The man made a sound.

“Roll, roll, roll, roll, roll. ”

Su Yan, look at the man. Make a sound.

“Is Fan Hsien here? ”

She clearly saw that the people in there had taken off their tops and had not had time to take off their pants.

A face of impatience.

The man's face changed.

Hands are closing.

A bang.

Su Yan reached out and grabbed the iron chain, tearing it apart.

Stopped him from closing the door and broke in.

The man looked like he was in his early twenties.

Rings with all kinds of skulls on their hands.

It doesn't look like a recidivist, it looks like a rich second generation.

That man's ass is pissing off to the bed.

Su Smoke walked in and saw a woman tied to her bed with a face of ash and decadence.

Step forward and rotate the machete in your hand.

Cut the rope.

Put her in her arms and turn around and go out.

The man has the pager.

“Get the fuck over here!! ”

The voice dropped.

Then, Su Yan heard the door open in the suite next door.

She paced.

Just saw a bunch of bodyguards rush in.

Fan Huan was scared to death.

Su Yan glanced at the man in his arms and lowered his voice.

“Relax, you'll be fine. ”

After that, Su Smoke glanced at the bodyguard who came face to face.

There was no mercy in her hands.

So much so that the bodyguard was kicked over the heel and his head banged on the wall.

I fainted.

As the saying goes, as soon as a professional strikes, he knows if there is one.

Those shocked bodyguards hesitated to do so.

Su Yan continued to move forward.

The rich generation roared.

“What's all this food?? Stop him!! ”

But that's when the sound drops.

Su Smoke has already made a move.

One hand held Fan Huan and one hand fought them alone.

Three minutes later.

The last bodyguard, she kicked her ass.

She glanced at the man.

This time the man mute and shrugged.

Su Yan walked out of the room with Fan Huan in his arms.