After dressing as a villain in Yiyou, she opened her eyes and was in the Shura field

Hearing that the voice was getting weaker, Sera called in, "Okay Eric, don't beat him to death."

The man grabbed Leighton's hair and lifted him up against the wall, just as he had just done to Serra.

"You'd better be wise not to pester Sera, let alone threaten her."

Eric's eyes changed horribly in Layton's sight, and a faint green light radiated from his pupils, ferocious like a wild wolf.

"I got it, I got it!" Layton was trembling all over, holding the thick arm that lifted him up with his ten fingers, begging for mercy: "I won't offend Miss Serra anymore."

"very good."

Eric's wrist bones made a bone twisting sound, and then he punched Layton in the face, and he disappeared with the last sound, and the whole person collapsed on the ground and completely fainted.

Sera waited anxiously at the door.

A tall and tall figure appeared in the darkness, with a military uniform hanging between his arms, and a white shirt stained with rose-red wine.

Seeing him coming out with a sullen face in an extremely bad mood, she pursed her lips and asked, "You didn't kill him, did you?"

Hearing that Sera was asking the man who tried to rape her, Eric walked in front of her, and the oppressive figure pressed her head. He lowered his head and said angrily: "Who do you dare to come out with him? Worried about whether he was beaten to death by me?"

Seeing him scolding her coldly, Sera pursed her lips, her eyes were misty, and she just said, "You are killing me."

Eric was stared at by her misty eyes, his breathing stopped suddenly, and his heart was instantly confused.

He frantically unfolded his military uniform and put it on her, hugged her into his arms to comfort her: "I'm just worried about you, wearing so little and going out with a stranger, what if I didn't come today? What are you going to do?"

When he thought of her being kissed and touched, his temper was filled with irrepressible anger.

There is no problem with this, Sera can't do it again, she leaned on his hard chest and said aggrievedly: "It's the marriage partner introduced to me by my father, what can I do?"

Eric had already listened to the conversation between the two, and now his aura cooled down again, "He's not dead yet, I'll go back and punch him again."

When he hit Leighton like swat a fly, he would go back and help Sierra out of trouble with a little force.

Hearing that the man was not dead, Sela relaxed a little, but when he saw that he really turned around, he wanted to go back and punch him again, and immediately hugged his arm, "Enough is enough, you can't do this now, it's easy to cause trouble, let's go."

The tugging between the two attracted several men who also wore military uniforms.

The bar was dimly lit, and they didn't immediately recognize Serra, only that the girl holding Eric's arm was surprisingly beautiful.

"Yes, Eric, no wonder I just rejected the prostitute's invitation at the door and must come to the bar. It turns out that Aventure is here."

There was no offense in their tone, it was all envy.

Eric glanced at them, and put his arms around Serra's shoulders, "I'll go back first, you guys continue to play."

"There will be girls performing later, don't watch it." They booed from behind, and he waved his hands without looking back.

Not long after the two left, another alcoholic who went to the toilet finally found Layton, who was dead or alive, and hurriedly called a car to take him to the hospital.

Outside the bar, there are prostitutes standing on the street every few meters, and there are always ambiguous voices coming from the dark corners.

Sera lowered her head, her large military uniform could not cover her white and slender neck, a few strands of her disheveled hair fell on her chest, and a girly scent mixed with alcohol emanated.

Eric lowered his eyes, turned his footsteps, and led the wandering girl into a dark alley that couldn't be seen.

The little leather shoes couldn't step on the light from the street lamp, and when her eyes fell into the darkness, Sera raised her head blankly, "You went to the wrong place, Eric."

She turned her head to look at the street lamp a few meters away from her, turned around in his arms and wanted to go out.

Eric pushed lightly, pushing the person to the wall, and his arms and body turned into a prison to imprison her, trapping the person in the middle.

The clear breath pierced into the tip of the nose, Sera had a bad feeling, and went straight into a slightly drunk state, tilting her head to look at him, "What are you doing?"

Eric stared at her, with a hoarse voice overflowing from his throat, "If I don't come tonight, will I be able to get the news that you are going to get married tomorrow?"

Sera froze for a moment, "No."

"No?" He lowered his head, exerted a little force on his fingers pressing against the stone wall, and the crushed small stone chips fell to her feet.

"I heard that Master Lizzy has decided to marry you to him."

Sera pursed her lips, "Of course I won't marry him, he's too old."

"Speaking of it." She punched him in the chest and said angrily: "Since you are looking for a prostitute with your companion! You still question me! It's too much!"

She bent down and was about to pass under Eric's arm, but he pushed back with one hand on his waist.

"Are you jealous?" He first asked in confusion, then stared into her eyes for a moment, and then said affirmatively, "You are jealous."

"I didn't." Sera tilted her head.

Eric pinched her chin and turned his face back, explaining aloud: "I followed you after I saw you, I never found a prostitute."

"Hmph, then me too, I never thought about getting married." Sera hummed softly at him, like a coquettish voice, with a soft and soft ending.

Knowing that she was a little drunk now, Eric, who selfishly pulled her into the darkness, bent down and kissed her bright red lips.

The kiss was menacing, and Sera was unprepared. As he penetrated, she tightened her hand on the hard chest, and her heart trembled.

In a dark alley, a drunk man and woman got entangled as soon as they entered.

"I'm wearing a skirt for convenience."

"So nice."

There was a rustle of clothes rubbing and zippers slipping, and a shallow moan soon appeared in Sera's ears.

She huddled in Eric's arms, her face was hot, and she was a little at a loss for what happened next to her.

"Let's go out." She tiptoed to his ear and said in a very small voice, "It's so embarrassing before they find out."

"We came first." Eric glanced at the small earlobe close to his lips, and the blush on Sela's cheeks spread all the way here. He couldn't bear the temptation and moved over to his lips, biting them lightly.

The flesh on the earlobe was caught off guard by him, and Sela trembled all over, her legs went limp.

Eric supported her full weight, listening to the voice next to him, breathing heavily, "I just forgot to say that no matter who Lizzie wants to marry you to, I won't agree to it."

He will do everything possible to stir up pornography, Sera heard the meaning behind it.

His hand slid down her waist, and stopped just as he grabbed her long skirt along the curve, and even let her ears go between his lips.