Female president's private killer

The car was filled with the roar of the engine and the shrill sound of the tires rubbing the ground. However, there was no obstacle for Wang Qin to communicate with the man named Wang Heming. Their volume even overwhelmed the noise in the car.

Wang Qin's voice was still crisp and penetrating, while the man's voice was thick and like the roar of an engine. Except that the volume was a little too loud, their voices were very attractive.

Duan Tiandao didn't listen to what they were saying. He focused on searching ahead, ran wildly, turned all the time without warning, and let go of the pursuit of the off-road vehicle. This reaction doesn't need to focus at all. It's just instinct.

Every time he dodged, he was closer to the forest in front of him. Although Wang Qin's driving skills are almost superb, he still can't help Duan Tiandao.

After several kilometers of high-speed curve running in one breath, Duan Tiandao's speed still doesn't mean to slow down at all.

The man looked at the running of Tiandao for a while, smiled unkindly and said, "no wonder you can't handle this boy for so many years. His physical strength is very good."

Wang Qin slammed the steering wheel, bit his cigar and said fiercely, "Wang Heming! Nima, shut that crow's mouth! I just want to see how far he can run, or I would have shot him down! "

Wang Heming laughed loudly. He didn't seem to be going to give Wang Qin face at all. He said bluntly, "that's not necessarily true! Let's try! "

He took out the desert eagle, smashed the window directly, put his arm out of the window, lifted it, and aimed at the back of Duan Tiandao's head.

Duan Tiandao didn't seem to know that his life was at stake. Instead, he stopped moving in a curve and began to accelerate straightly. Wang Qin suddenly hit the steering wheel and the SUV drew a big S-shape, which returned to the track.

Wang Heming laughed like an old black mountain demon and said, "panic, I didn't want to shoot just now."

Wang Qin took a hard sip of his cigar as if he hadn't heard anything.

Wang Heming suddenly said, "this is the real thing!"

His right hand hanging outside the car was raised like lightning and aimed at the back of Duan Tiandao's head again!

Bang! The desert eagle roared and stirred up a pile of dust.

At the moment when Wang Heming aimed, Duan Tiandao suddenly turned left for two consecutive times, flashing from the front of the SUV to the left of the body. Wang Heming's shot fell empty.

Wang Heming's pistol could not aim at Duan Tiandao's back or head. Duan Tiandao's running immediately became fast and slow. He would roll left and right suddenly from time to time, and would always dodge when Wang Heming locked him.

"See? He's really strong. " Wang Heming turned and looked at Wang Qin. His right hand fired three shots at Duan Tiandao at will, but Duan Tiandao didn't aim at it at all. This time, Duan Tiandao no longer dodged, but accelerated straight again, and gave way to the three shots spontaneously and naturally.

Wang Qin suddenly pounded on the steering wheel and stepped on the brake. The off-road vehicle tires stopped and moaned, ploughing deep marks on the ground. It was not easy to stop.

At this time, the front gear of the off-road vehicle was less than 10 cm away from a bush outside the forest. Duan Tiandao has disappeared into the depths of the forest.

Wang Qin and Wang Heming stood side by side in front of the ruins covered with shrubs. Standing beside Wang Heming, who was nearly 200 cm long, Wang Qin looked very slim and petite. She couldn't see that there would be such explosive power in her body.

Behind them, the guns and roses in the SUV are still singing hysterically: "either you die or I live, either die together or live together!"

Wang Qin sucked out his last cigar, puffed, vomited the cigar tail a few meters away, narrowed his eyes and looked at the jungle coldly.

Wang Heming was also looking at the jungle, shrugged and said, "I'll go in with you. You may not be able to handle him yourself."

Wang Qin said coldly, "this is my business. What are you doing here?"

Wang Heming smiled, "I can help you hold his hand so that you can enjoy yourself!"

Wang Qin gave a heavy Pooh. In front of the man, her performance was basically like a man. She couldn't see a little graceful femininity: "go away! I'll do whatever I like. You don't have to do much here! "

Wang Heming looked at Wang Qin strangely, suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "you look a little abnormal... You've always said to kill this boy for so many years, but you always fall off the chain at the critical moment. Don't you like him all the time? Just playing a little temper with him? "

Wang Qin's face was so blue that he ignored him at all.

With a crash, she pulled down the zipper of her leather coat to the bottom, revealing a large area of exposed wheat skin inside. It seems that she is wearing almost nothing under this leather coat.

Wang Qin took out two exquisite small pistols from the leather clothes, threw them on the ground, and then pulled the zipper back to the top. Wang Qin raised his right leg again, felt a thin and small dagger from his boots and held it in his hand.

Her eyes were full of wolf like light, and the corners of her mouth were cold smiles. She went straight to the jungle: "I will take back what belongs to me. Don't follow me!"

Wang Heming helplessly spread his hands, raised his voice and shouted to the direction where Wang Qin disappeared: "Hi! This place has a good atmosphere. If something happens to you... You can ask me to sing to you. "

Wang Qin roared angrily from the depths of the jungle: "shut the fuck up!"

The jungle was quiet again. Wang Heming smiled meaningfully, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit them, took a deep breath and spit out a smoke ring.

This is a pack of crumpled cigarettes, not that kind of snow-white and very expensive cigar. The smoke burned so fast that he smoked one in a few bites.

There were more and more cigarette butts on the ground, and finally the cigarette box was pinched flat and thrown to the ground. Wang Heming picked up a pair of small pistols left by Wang Qin, returned to the SUV, raised his legs high in the window at the other end, and closed his eyes. Although the car is still deafening "life and death".

But after a while, he was as loud as thunder.

This is a forest near the bay. A small river passes through the forest, glittering green light flows and green waves ripple.

Due to the abundant water source, surprisingly tenacious shrubs breed everywhere, and even some trees grow to tens of meters high. Although the moonlight outside is bright, the jungle is still full of gloomy darkness, which is hard to see.

Duan Tiandao sniffed the smell in the air and nervously looked for the whereabouts of flowers such as blood.

Soon, he found the first body.

The ghost King arranged to hunt down one of the ten little ghosts of Hua Ruxue. He was unlucky. Unexpectedly, he carelessly stepped on a small trap arranged by Hua Ruxue, and almost all his legs were broken. He had lost too much blood and had no sound for a long time.

Once again, we can find that the war is becoming more and more intense.

These ten are experts in close combat, but Hua Ruxue is obviously better at taking advantage of her advantage. At least four people died under her mysterious shooting method.

But it cost as much as blood.

When Duan Tiandao found the sniper gun left by Hua Ruxue, there were no bullets in it. There was still fresh blood on the handle, which was likely to be Hua Ruxue.

He took a long breath, which was unprecedented. He didn't hear the sound from beginning to end.

Duan Tiandao's figure was like a sharp arrow leaving the string. It grew again and disappeared into the night with a "whoosh".

Deep in the jungle.

Before a two-story wooden building abandoned by an unknown forest keeper, Hua Ruxue was finally blocked by the remaining five ghost faced people.

The look of flowers like blood did not change. There was almost dried up blood on the delicate arm of the right hand, but it was still very stable when grasping the hand of the departed soul.

The eyes of the five ghost faced people were greedy walking on the body soaked with blood and sweat. The woman was not only beautiful, but also had a good figure, which made people reluctant to look away.

Wet clothes cling tightly to the body, and the figure curve of flowers like blood is exposed. In particular, the slender waist is particularly attractive in the moonlight.

The five ghost faces did not start at the first time, but greedily looked at the prey in front of them. See carefully, from head to toe, very focused and serious, there is no desire to hide in the line of sight, the desire to possess.

"Give up resistance." A ghost face stepped forward cautiously, and his voice was somehow hoarse and dry: "if you can satisfy my brothers, we may be able to let you live."

The flower smiled like blood.

She smiled very good-looking and charming. For a time, she looked at everyone in a daze.

"OK." Hua Ruxue seemed to be moved by the ghost faced man's proposal, and even the black knife in her hand fell slowly.

The ghost face was slightly relaxed and took a step forward to soften his tone as much as possible: "good... You just need to put down the knife now... We can..."

Hua Ruxue seemed to agree with his suggestion, so he gently raised the knife, as if to throw it on the ground, but suddenly the black knife disappeared.

The black knife that can't be seen appears in front of the ghost face the next moment.

The blade of the ghost cut off the face intercepted by the ghost interview picture with a "poof" sound, and cut in from the ghost face's neck. The knife was very fierce. When the knife was cut obliquely from the ghost face's neck, only a layer of skin was attached to the neck. Before the ghost face could even make a cry, his head hung down and blood gushed out of the broken cavity like a waterfall, A large piece of crimson was painted on the wooden house wall, and the drooping body took a few steps back before it fell down with a 'poop'. Its neck was against the wooden wall, and blood poured down the wall.

The black knife had not been castrated. It flew out for several meters before it was ruthlessly inserted into a huge tree trunk.

The frightened remaining four ghosts hurried back and looked at each other. The strong desire in their eyes suddenly turned into a strong killing opportunity.

Beauty is wonderful, but it takes a life to enjoy it.

Who can enjoy such a woman with thorns all over her body? Who dares to enjoy it?

It's just hard to destroy flowers!

Hua Ruxue looked at the four ghosts approaching cautiously, a pair of beautiful eyes could not help closing slightly, and a trace of bitter smile appeared on her delicate lips.

By now, all the means she can use have been exhausted, and the only thing left is

Her trembling left hand slowly reached into her waist and pinched a circular object around her waist. It was a high explosive grenade. As long as the buckle was opened, the four ghost faces would become her own burial objects.

The breath of death was more and more dignified, but the beautiful eyes were calm. They just gently raised their eyes and looked at the distant wharf.

That damn bastard

Will I never see you again?