The best feng shui master

Chapter 578
"Miss Fujiki, what should we do?" A man looked straight at him and asked.

Fujiki's vermilion lips formed a brilliant arc, and he stretched out his hand to stroke the messy hair around his ears. With a frown and a smile, he was so charming to the bone that the ninjas around him who had been trained like hell since childhood couldn't help but dry their mouths. Dryness, the evil fire is burning in the lower abdomen.

However, although in their hearts they wanted to throw her to the ground immediately, tear her clothes to pieces, ravage her, and enjoy them fiercely, but none of them dared to show it, but each of them bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows, becoming more respectful, with no expression on their faces. Any unusual fluctuations.

The cruel training they received from childhood gave them strong willpower, but more importantly, it was another reason. People who couldn't control their emotions well died, and died at the hands of this femme fatale!

Of course, there are exceptions to everything!
The tall man in black who asked the question just now was the exception. His eyes were extremely hot, his throat rolled involuntarily, his eyes were almost unscrupulous, and he flicked back and forth on his uneven and exquisite body, and at the same time, there was a sinister look on his face.

There is no other reason, it is due to strength!
At least in his opinion, he has the same strength as Eko Fujiki!And behind him stood someone whom Fujiki Eko dared not provoke.No matter where in the world, no matter what circle, whether directly or indirectly, those with big fists will always have more privileges.

Fujiki Jiangzi caught a glimpse of the man out of the corner of his eyes, and the mockery in his exquisite eyebrows was fleeting. Then he walked to the window where Chen Yi jumped out, and gently fluttered his crystal white nose, catching the remaining majestic breath in the air, with a fascinated expression like a shaving The onion-like fingers trembled involuntarily. She had never asked about that smell in her whole life.

I don't know how long it took, maybe 5 minutes, maybe 10 minutes, finally, Chisato Fukuoka finally lost his patience, "Miss Fujiki, if you delay any longer, those damned Huaxia people might run away and lose If you lose that golden man, I'm afraid you can't afford this responsibility!"

Eko Fujiki glanced at him coldly, a beautiful smile bloomed at the corner of her scarlet mouth, like a poisonous rose, "Mr. Fukuoka, are you warning me?"

Sensato Fukuoka stared at Eko Fujiki's beautiful face, saw that snake-like smile, and shivered inexplicably, but the deep-rooted masculinity and confidence in his own strength made him feel safe even though he knew the danger. Pay more attention.

"Miss Fujiki misunderstood, I just want to remind you that we are in China, where there are many masters and dragons. Although 4762 is exhausted, don't forget that there is still a dragon driver, and Quancheng is his lair." Chisato Fukuoka Said.

"Hehe, I thought that the Fukuoka army was really like the legends, with profound cultivation and decisive killing, but I didn't expect that it was a cowardly person, which made people very disappointed." Fujiki Jiangzi's eyes rolled, with a strange expression on his face.

Fukuoka Chisato snorted coldly, and said: "It's just a young man, if it wasn't for getting back the holy puppet and not wanting to cause trouble, so what about the dragon rider, I would like to kill him with my own hands, just like General Yamamoto, and become a Chinese forever nightmare!"

"Follow Yamamoto 56? You men are so boring!"

Fujiki Jiangzi sneered disdainfully, "But it's not like you don't have a chance. The person who took Chu Haimen and He Qingqing away is the dragon master. Whether you can become Yamamoto 56 by then depends on your ability."

"Are you serious?"

"With such a strong dragon's breath, there will be no other person except the dragon driver!"

"Haha, if it's really as you said, then this trip to China will be considered as having no regrets." Chisato Fukuoka showed a touch of morbid excitement, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, but suddenly he thought of something, and he looked at Eko Fujiki strangely. , asked: "Miss Fujiki, if I kill the Dragon Rider, won't you feel bad? I have heard of your name for a long time, and I like the handsome male monk very much."

Fujiki Jiangzi glanced at him, and said with a sneer: "I'm only interested in the man I like. If you can't even deal with it, what's the difference with it? This kind of trash who grabs a lot, dies when he dies." Well, there's nothing to be sorry about."

"you!"

Chinichi Fukuoka's complexion is ugly, this is obviously to use him as a benchmark for trash, not much better than trash.

"Why, Fukuoka-kun, are you angry? Hehe, don't you want to emulate Yamamoto 56, this kind of temperament is not like it!" Fujiki Eko looked at Chisato Fukuoka, with no concealment of sarcasm on his face.

Fukuoka Chisato smiled in anger, his eyes were gloomy, "Then I don't know what is the standard of Miss Fujiki's guest on the bed? Can I find out?"

"Why, Mr. Fukuoka, are you interested in Jiangzi's willow-like appearance?"

Fujiki Jiangzi smiled coquettishly, but the smile was a bit cold, "I'm afraid Mr. Fukuoka climbed into my bed but didn't get down. When the elders of your Jiuju faction come to settle accounts with me, I'm afraid Jiangzi will pay for it." With a lot of effort, it is comfortable to serve the elderly!"

The few people who had followed Fujiki Eko for a longer time couldn't help shivering when they heard this.

The young lady has two hobbies, one is a sexually-loving and handsome boy, everyone knows it, and there is nothing surprising about it, women love men just like men love women, but the other hobby of the young lady makes many people shudder.

She also likes to paint, but the way of painting is different from ordinary people. She does not use ink or paper, but uses a knife as a brush, blood as ink, and human skin as paper!
That's real body art!
It's just that the price of this art is often life!
Over the past few years, dozens of people have practiced it one after another, and most of them end up either dead or disabled. Almost no one can leave without leaving something behind.

Fukuoka Senzichi's complexion has turned purple, and his breathing has become short of breath. It's not because he's afraid of Fujiki Eko's weird habit, but because of her taunting!
The cost of killing him on the bed is to make the other old men comfortable. His life is just equivalent to a lot of work for her. Almost no one will not be angry with this kind of statement, let alone this Chisato Fukuoka is a He has a high self-esteem and has always regarded Eko Fujiki as something in his pocket.

"Miss Fujiki, you haven't told me what your standard is for a fallen guest!" Chisato Fukuoka asked stubbornly. In his opinion, the only way to conquer this woman is to ride her under him and whip her wantonly. Until he is convinced!

"Hehe, since Fukuoka-kun is so interested in me, Jiang Zi will thank you in advance."

Fujiki Eko said with a smile: "My standard is very simple. As long as Mr. Fukuoka can help Jiang Zi find the holy doll, then I, Jiang Zi, will be dealt with by the Fukuoka Army. As for death or disability, it depends on the Fukuoka Army's ability."

(End of this chapter)