Merry masseuse

ps: Thank you "Handsome Boy" brother for the monthly pass!

Last night, I put Qianchishi’s thanks in the author’s words, but today I found that it was not displayed. Obviously, the vertical and horizontal system still has some flaws, but let’s PS it!

Chapter 620 Eight Killing Machines

"Rape the nurse and hurt the security guard!" Mike couldn't believe it when he received the notice from the hospital.

After he came to Lin Qianchi's ward with a limping leg and a cane, seeing him glaring at several security guards with guns, and even knocking down three or four security guards, he had no choice but to accept the reality.

Lin Qianchi's temperament has changed drastically, and his personality has become violent and perverse, unreasonable.

"Leave it to me!" Mike took out his CIA ID, and after waving at several security guards, under the signal of the vice president of the private hospital, they supported the seriously injured colleague and exited the ward with hostility in their eyes.

Looking at the angry Lin Qianchi, he asked calmly, "Lin Qianchi, what's wrong?"

Lin Qianchi didn't have any reaction to being called out by name, instead he said angrily: "It's just playing with a girl, she started to like me too!"

"Who would have expected that after the incident, she would cry and cry, attracting the security guards from the hospital..."

Looking at the righteous Lin Qianchi, Mike scratched his head. Raping a girl is a trivial matter, but he didn't respond to his name. Does it prove that his brain is really broken?

"Forget it, don't be angry, I will take care of this trivial matter! You also pack up, we are going to New York tonight and get ready for the next game!"

Mike said indifferently, carefully observing Lin Qianchi's expression, but he was undoubtedly disappointed, Lin Qianchi nodded, which was regarded as a response to him.

With the help of the hospital, Mike reached a settlement and confidentiality agreement with the little nurse through both hard and soft tactics. After paying a price of 20 US dollars, he completely quelled her rape by Lin Qianchi.

In the evening, leaning on crutches, he and Lin Qianchi boarded a red-eye flight to New York.

And at this moment, Maitreya Buddha, Song Qianren's first disciple, was also running wildly, and he was intercepted and killed by several super masters.

The airflow blasted by both fists wiped out a violent tail flame in the night!The rain of bullets and howling bullets lit up the streets and alleys, and the buildings along the way collapsed after being affected. Some of the sleeping residents were buried in the ruins.

And some people thought that after the earthquake, they ran out of their homes, but saw several figures jumping up and down, fighting from the ground to the air. After they quickly passed through several streets, the air was still filled with rumbling roars.

When Maitreya used the Arhat [-] style to forcibly repel the besieging opponents left and right, he also received a heavy punch on the back, but he also took advantage of this gap to tear through the tight blockade and forcibly broke through the siege in the dark.

Mottled blood splattered all the way, and after turning a few streets, Maitreya Buddha's chubby figure disappeared from the pursuer's sight in an instant.

After getting off the plane with Lin Qianchi, Mike and him took the shuttle bus of the Holiday Inn to New York's Madison Square, where the competition will also be held.

After Lin Qianchi settled down, Mike received a call from Director Hoover again. The bad news that Maitreya escaped after being hunted down by three masters made him a little nervous.

But when Director Hoover promised him that he could mobilize all the agents of the local CIA during his stay in New York, he finally came to some relief, but Lin Qianchi, a cash cow, had become a hot potato.

He realized that being with Lin Qianchi was extremely dangerous. Even if he could earn a lot of commission, he still had to enjoy it. Satan was a living example, who mysteriously disappeared after losing an arm and a leg.

The next morning, Mike, who was on crutches, welcomed Antonio's team in the lobby of the hotel.Lin Qianchi's third UFC match also entered the countdown.

On the night of the match, Madison Square was already crowded with people, because Lin Qianchi was not only Kardashian's rumored boyfriend, but also a blockbuster star boxer. His match against Bones was a classic.Not only wonderful, but also unusually bloody.

…Looking coldly at his opponent Lin Qianchi, as a black market boxer Rambo who was secretly introduced into the boxing ring by the ufc, he felt a little uneasy. He had experienced too many bloody fights, but for some reason he was afraid.

The sign-holding girl with a bare chest and back, held the sign for the first round and walked around the arena, which also aroused the enthusiasm of the scene. Lin Qianchi's eyes followed the plump girl.

"Ye, don't distract your attention!" Jujitsu master Antonio said worriedly, because Lin Qianchi's arrogance reminded him of his conceited and arrogant bones.

"Don't worry!" Lin Qianchi said without turning his head, still staring at the m-shaped groove under the lower abdomen of the girl holding the sign, which was wrapped in a strip of cloth. Why is it so bulging there?

"Oh, this young man has only won two games, and he has become so arrogant! When the referee is about to announce the start of the game, he is still staring at the girl's ass..."

The emotional commentary of the on-site commentators also aggravated Master Antonio's worries.

"The ass is so upturned, and the private parts are so fat! What kind of wonderful feeling will it be to insert "little partner"? She is smiling at me..."

Lin Qianchi stared at the sign-holding girl who was already seated down the stage, and thought in a daze.

At this moment, "Huh!" A high whip kick with a sharp wind sound also hit his forehead heavily, interrupting his beautiful reverie.

"Ye, get out of here!" Master Antonio yelled with emotion, cold sweat the size of a bean sprouted from his forehead.

"Hiding?" Lin Qianchi curled his lips in disdain, and instinctively turned around to look at the big feet enlarged in front of his eyes, and clenched his fists instantly.

"Crack!" He punched Rambo's high-whip leg head-on, and the lightning hit his heel, making the ear-piercing bone cracking sound clearly audible to the audience in the front row.

The timid audience has already closed their eyes, they don't even need to think about it, Ye Gucheng's wrist must be broken, after all, the strength of a thick thigh is far greater than the strength of an arm.

But Rambo's miserable cry brought the sight of these timid audiences back to the octagonal cage.Looking at Rambo who was flying backwards, their eyes were still a little surprised.

The hard metatarsal bone of Rambo's heel, together with the toe thigh, all showed comminuted fractures of the spider costume under Lin Qianchi's explosive blow.

"Bang bang!" Before his body fell to the ground, Lin Qianchi took a step forward, kicked him in a row with the phantom, and then kicked his body in the air, like kicking an unresponsive sandbag.

Amid the exclamation of the audience, Rambo fell heavily in the center of the ring like a broken sack, and he fell into a coma completely as he bled from his seven orifices.

Looking at Lin Qianchi, who was flaunting his toes and flirting with the sign girl, and then at the boxer Rambo who fell to the ground, spitting blood, the corner of Mike's mouth twitched!

Master Antonio also opened his mouth in horror.He was completely dazed... He didn't understand why Lin Qianchi broke out with such a powerful fighting power, and in less than three seconds, he smothered a boxer from the underground black market.

The audience became a little silent, and even the commentators on the scene didn't know how to evaluate Lin Qianchi's lightning-fast victory.

In everyone's eyes, Lin Qianchi felt strange. He was no longer that elegant assassin, but more like a cold-blooded and ruthless killing machine.

"Beauty, can I buy you a drink tonight?" Lin Qianchi jumped up, sat on the edge of the octagonal cage, and extended his invitation to the surprised girl holding the sign.

His voice broke the silence of the scene, and bursts of exclamations and boos broke out in the audience.

"With amnesia, he no longer hides his strength. The victory came so easily, this should be Lin Qianchi's true strength..."

Mike stroked his chin, thinking thoughtfully.

The sign-holding girl who reacted was still a little shy, but seeing Lin Qianchi's fiery eyes, she nodded slightly, which made him even more excited, and actually used a backflip to fall back to the octagonal cage.

"Referee, hurry up and announce the result of the game." Lin Qianchi said unceremoniously to the referee.

"We witnessed a wonderful blitz tonight! According to Ye Gucheng's performance tonight, we can conclude that he has hidden his strength before... This is a terrible boxer, he will become the opponent's nightmare!"

The on-site commentators expressed emotion again, which also opened the prelude to Lin Qianchi's iron-blooded sweep of the UFC.

After the result of the competition was announced, Lin Qianchi unceremoniously pushed away the surrounding reporters, and he himself squeezed in front of the girl holding the sign. The spotlights flashed together, and many reporters took him and the girl holding the sign.

When Mike was dealing with the reporters, he was already hugging left and right, holding the waists of the two placard girls, walking to the locker room dedicated to boxers, and even forgot to give Antonio's team a high-five.

Looking at Lin Qianchi's back, Master Antonio's eyes were a bit complicated, and the heavy worry diluted the joy of victory in this game.

The young people in his team were joking and laughing, and everyone was extremely excited, because as Lin Qianchi won more games, as members of the entire team, they would all receive a considerable amount of bonuses.

"Master Antonio, where is Ye Gucheng?" Mike asked after finishing dealing with the reporter and walking back to the rented bus, but he didn't see Lin Qianchi.

"He brought two sign girls into the locker room, and he hasn't come out yet! Mike, we need to remind him..."

Master Antonio said with some concern, but was interrupted by Mike waving his hand.

"Hehe, let him relax! I'll go to the locker room to see..."

Mike smiled nonchalantly, leaning on crutches, and jumped off the bus, while a young sparring partner jumped out of the bus to support him under Antonio's gesture.

"Oye, baby... bang bang!" The moans of the two girls, the sound of their naked skin colliding, came from the door of the dressing room and echoed in the silent corridor, which also made Mike a little restless.

With a wave of his hand, he pointed to the only entrance of the promenade, and let the young sparring partner walk over to block the audience or staff who inadvertently broke in.

But obviously he was overthinking. With the end of the game, the venue was empty, except for some cleaning staff who were busy cleaning, there were only a few security guards patrolling around the arena.

Leaning his whole body against the wall, Mike lit a cigar and quietly watched over Lin Qianchi.And he was in the locker room, holding a girl's breasts with both hands, while shaking his waist and abdomen, sweating profusely as he sprinted behind another girl.