Female president's private killer

"All done?" Wan'an was obviously not as profound as Feng Da thought. He simply asked Duan Tiandao.

Duan Tiandao nodded. His face looked very pale and almost bloodless. It seems that what he did for more than two hours just now made him very tired, and may even cause injury.

In fact, Wan'an has always wanted to see what the internal structure of Duan Tiandao's body looks like. If it's an ordinary person, those floating blade puncture can completely cut Duan Tiandao's internal organs into pieces. Although this injury may not necessarily die, without a few months of cultivation, don't want to get out of bed.

Wan'an lit another cigarette, took a deep breath and said, "I really want to see what kind of surprise you left to the enemy."

"Better not. You'll have nightmares." Duan Tiandao's tone was relaxed and seemed to be joking. But from Duan Tiandao's eyes, Wan'an knows that Duan Tiandao is serious.

Wan'an shrugged habitually. He would rather have a good sleep. For a man who thinks he is old and has been fighting in the battlefield for many years, curiosity is not so important.

"What's next?" Wan An asked.

Duan Tiandao said, "I need to sleep and go home."

Before dawn, the whole team began to return.

Duan Tiandao didn't go out for reconnaissance this time. Wan'an is in charge of this work. Duan Tiandao was lying on a stretcher and fell into the deepest sleep.

After injecting a lot of drugs and nutrients, Duan Tiandao began to sleep. He slept so quietly that he hardly breathed and saw no sign of life.

However, people like Wan'an, Feng Da and Hua Ruxue can feel that the internal temperature of Duan Tiandao's body is surprisingly high. At this temperature, the blood will boil. I really don't understand why Duan Tiandao can sleep safely. Moreover, his body surface is cold and the temperature is still below zero.

The wilderness was restored to tranquility.

It's before dawn, the darkest time, and there's darkness on the wasteland. In the extreme darkness, the cold rocks on the wasteland emit a little glittering and translucent light. The sky is dark, but the earth is bright, forming a very strange and gorgeous world with flowers like blood.

On the luminous earth, two figures can be vaguely seen, one standing and the other lying.

In the distant darkness, another figure came. He walked on the bright earth, with steady steps and no haste, and walked towards the two figures in the middle of the wasteland. The shimmering light of frozen rock lit up his face and killed the leopard.

The killing leopard went to the two people in the middle of the wasteland and silently looked at the two former and short-lived comrades in arms.

Standing is the scythe to kill the wolf. He looks very peaceful and his eyes are slightly closed. It seems that he is enjoying the rare tranquility in the wilderness. From the first sight of killing wolves, killing leopards knew that he had died, and he had died for a long time.

The left leg and whole body posture of the wolf seem unnatural. Although it seems that he is standing, in fact, what supports his body is a light alloy rod used to support the tent. One end of the alloy rod was inserted into the hard wasteland, the other end went into the chrysanthemum door of killing wolves, and went straight to the throat to support his body.

In addition to the metal rod supporting the body, the only insult to killing wolves is to be stripped naked. In the eyes of killing leopards, he can't even touch the cruel edge. He has much more means to treat the enemy's corpses, and he should be much more creative. If he is in a good mood, he doesn't even mind teaching Duan Tiandao a little experience.

But now, the mood of killing leopards is not very good, so looking at the body of killing wolves, I feel a little dazzling.

The body proportion of sickle is not perfect, and even has some fat because of loose skin. There are some spots on his skin and thick brown hair. The symbol of male shrinks into a small ball because of the cold. It can hardly be seen without careful observation.

"Bah", the leopard spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

After the famous scythe killing wolf was stripped away, it was no different from ordinary middle-aged men.

Killing leopards knows that killing wolves is not only a frightening sickle, but also a barely qualified husband and a good father. This is a little-known secret.

This simple insult also made killing leopards involuntarily think of what would happen if one day it came to the same end as killing wolves?

The idea made him very uncomfortable.

Killing the leopard reluctantly expelled the unpleasant idea, and then looked at the killing moon lying on the wasteland, and unexpectedly found that she was still alive.

Shabao came to Shayue and silently looked at the woman who was once famous on his head.

Shayue was still wearing the suit made of leather and metal, but it was obvious that it was loose on her body, and many leather buttons and straps were not tightened.

Under her body, there was a shocking purple black, which was the trace of blood condensation.

But she looked very good. She was ruddy and white, and her lips were moist and shiny. She was in perfect condition, like a well maintained lady.

But her eyes were full of fear and helplessness. She was not the fearless, fierce and ruthless bloodthirsty woman in the memory of killing leopards.

Will kill the moon be afraid? What is she afraid of?

Kill month also saw kill leopard, but her reaction was obviously slow. For a long time, her eyes were a little more angry, and her lips moved slightly, as if she was talking about something.

Shabao squatted down beside Shayue and listened carefully to her voice. With his keen sense as a sniper, he could only barely hear what she said.

"Help... Help me..." she was as angry as a hairspring, spitting out words intermittently. It seems that the vitality of killing the moon doesn't even have the strength to say a complete word.

Help her what?

Killing the leopard looked at the exaggerated body of killing the moon. There was no good intention in his eyes.

He had no special idea of killing Yue at all. The ferocity and strength of killing Yue made it impossible for people to regard her as a woman.

But now the opportunity is at hand. Killing the leopard suddenly finds her temptation irresistible. Temptation is not her beautiful face, nor her hot figure, but because of her ferocity and strength.

It is definitely a memorable day in the career of killing leopards to be able to press his once hard to reach strong boss like a weak lamb.

The breath of killing the leopard became thick. His left hand had reached into the leather coat of killing the moon, kneaded her smooth skin, and then slid down into her leather pants.

Some accidents, killing leopards touched something that shouldn't belong to women. He didn't care. He continued to touch it. Sure enough, everything as a woman was there.

Every killer is a master of human structure and biology, and killing leopards is an expert in this field. If you want to fully experience the fun of abuse, you must have sufficient knowledge and brilliant attainments in this field. He touched it carefully. Without looking at it at all, he could conclude that killing the moon was artificially implanted with things that did not belong to women, so as to satisfy her abnormal fun.

This did not affect his interest in killing leopards, but made him feel more exciting.

He felt that his lower body was on fire. He had not had such a strong impulse and passion for a long time.

A long sniper career, often lurking for more than a dozen days and nights, breathing the smoke smell of ammunition, has greatly affected his desire.

The killing leopard gasped and tore off the killing month's fur coat, exposing her whole body. His rough actions led to the killing of the moon's body, making her reaction, which was already numb and even a little dull, more obvious.

Killing the moon couldn't move at all, but there was a strange irony in the eyes of killing the leopard, and there seemed to be a relief.

Almost all the complex meanings in her eyes were taken in by the exquisite killing leopard.

The cautious nature of killing leopards prevailed. He suppressed the flame in his heart and gently stroked and examined the body of killing moon.

She has an abnormal and vigorous vitality, but she doesn't even have the strength to move a finger. When touching her soft, warm and elastic body, killing leopards always has an unspeakable untrue feeling, as if it's not killing the moon itself.

He pondered for a moment, looked at the frozen blood on the ground, gently stretched out his hand and touched the back neck of killing the moon. Some slight itching came from the fingertips, which seemed to be tingling and warm and moist. When the leopard took back his hand, it was stained with light blood.

He stretched out his tongue, licked the blood on his hand, and carefully distinguished the taste on the tip of his tongue. There is a strong smell of medicine in the blood of killing the moon. Most of them are standard drugs for mercenaries. Some of them are drugs to stimulate body vitality and maintain body vitality. They also include many drugs to generate blood, improve temperature and accelerate metabolism, as well as a large number of anti cold drugs.

The combination of these drugs and the large dose can explain why the appearance of killing the moon looks so good that it can survive even lying on the cold and dry wasteland for most of the night.

Mercenaries' special drugs on the battlefield are powerful, and some rely on activated genes to achieve their efficacy.

When doctors distribute these drugs, they will attach a strict dose specification. Unless it is to rescue the endangered wounded and gamble on life and death, they must not overdose them.

The drug concentration in the blood of killing moon is so high that even her physique in her heyday can not withstand this dose of drug, let alone her current weak state?

From her current state, the side effects of the drug do not occur immediately, but they are bound to occur in a week or a few weeks. Once they occur, they are fatal consequences.

Weak state?

As soon as the word emerged from the consciousness of killing leopards, he knew what was wrong with killing the moon.

It is an open secret to plant armor inside Shayue's body, but her body is very soft and elastic. Even if she kneads hard, she can't touch the trace of armor. So where's all the armor in her body?

The leopard's face changed slightly, took a deep breath and lit up a glittering stick only two centimeters long.