Traps Of Love

"What's the matter..." Kurokawa yuexuko face is desperate silence, she wants to break the head also completely can't figure out, the bomb is from where, Li Yunze is how to escape from the hands of those Mafia!

She was so shocked that she didn't believe it was true.

Li Yunze frowned and looked down at Yukiko Kurokawa, who was as pale as ashes.

coldly and coldly, he dropped a sentence, "don't fight, never disdain to dirty your hands."

At the end of the speech, he domineering will be cold less beat on the ground of the Mafia, directly carry the sack general, will he picked up to throw out the door.

Another body bomb. Keep it open.

Immediately after that, without waiting for Yukiko Kurokawa to react, Li Yunze bangs and locks her in the room.

There was no pity on the cold scar face.

Time is pressing. In his mind, there is only one belief, that is, to complete the task assigned by lengshao!

Since Leng Zetian found out that the person who took Mi Xiaoya away was Arthur, the biggest successor candidate of the American Mafia, he began to plan the layout.

He and the lone wolf were sent to work as undercover agents in fairlow's party members, taking advantage of fairlow's ruthlessness to turn the murderous Mafia into a human bomb,

even before entering the townhouse in Gongmo, they made full preparations and preparations.

In the face of danger, do not disturb the array!

Leng Shao, born anti bony, arrogant and arrogant, was never able to build his empire building by the blood of blind impulse.

the one who should dig the pit should jump to the enemy, and the one who should retaliate should go to the most cruel direction to kill the enemy.

All, dare to move less cold people, absolutely no one has a good end!

What's more, what makes Li Yunze most convinced is that he is now a man of his own way and domineering manner.

he never easily takes his subordinates to risk and sacrifice. His every move is far sighted enough to consider for his subordinates and come prepared!

Even in a critical moment, he will spare no effort to save everyone!

Li Yunze looks at lengshao's figure.

He once thought that Leng Shao's calmness would never be broken for a thousand years -

except that in order to save Mi Xiaoya this time, Leng Shao killed her for the first time regardless of the consequences.

Such a case makes Li Yunze worry.

The explosions began to explode, and the corridor was full of smoke and blood.

Leng Zetian holding Mi Xiaoya, a cold and proud atmosphere, toward the most intense place of the fire.

Black windbreaker hunting sound, publicity alone belongs to his prestige aura, just like the dark king back, sharp Jun cool to the extreme.

"What's the matter?" Mi Xiaoya was wrapped tightly by him, there was no way to see what happened outside, but there was pungent smoke and bloody smell all around, which made her feel flustered.

"Don't look." Leng Zetian said in a domineering way that he took off his windbreaker gracefully and used it as a cloak to cover the woman's body. It became the most solid protective layer and isolated the most ferocious and terrible bloody scene in the corridor.

Mi Xiaoya is a little nervous and grasps his close clothes. The tip of his nose rubs against his skin. The man's familiar breath calms her.

She suddenly some remorseful remorse, if Bai Liusu in, will be more able to help ah Ze than now?

Her mind was a little confused, and she found that she had not yet fully digested the memory of those white fringes.

"Stop!" A cold command came from the front.

The explosion of the exit, the flames of the smoke, a slender straight elegant figure blocking there.

Palace Mo that noble gentle face, is a piece of ice cold kill intention, so cold, so decisive, there is no slightest bit of negotiation.

He seems to be a king who has fallen into the devil's way, and he also seems to be a more fierce Bai Liusu. His domineering and fierce spirit forms an invisible net, which quickly tightens all the people in the corridor, and there is no escape.

"Leng Zetian, I can let you live, but you must leave tassels!"

Palace Mo slowly raised his head, black Danfeng eyes, is cold murderous, such eyes, really let people tremble.

Leng Zetian was proud of his murderous eyes. He coldly raised his lips and said, "it's up to you?"

"No! Enough! "Yes

His woman, turn no one to rob, whether it was once a white tassel out of the palace, or as a Mafia Arthur!

No matter how big the opponent is, come one, he will kill one! There will be no survivors!

"Leng Zetian, she's mine." Gong Mo's voice is no longer like the spring breeze and mu, but with a strong sense of overbearing possessiveness.

A pair of dark eyes like a demon, fierce, dangerous bloodthirsty, frightening!

He said darkly, "even if you have the ability, you can't escape the long sword of ghost blade. Surrender.""Otherwise, the end will be like a lone wolf!"

At the end of Gongmo's words, he heard a sound of bone.

Rolling smoke, ghost blade slightly bent figure gradually came out, a pair of old faces, full of blood.

He killed people, splashing blood on his face, painted a face, at this time, he is a real killer!

The blood on the sword is not dry, and the head of the lone wolf is falling on the ground.

A lone eye burst wide open, blue white face, mouth open, looked like a panic call for help, died miserably.

"You killed him?"

Leng Zetian's face suddenly fell into the coldness of the cold, a deep cold anger more powerful than the hurricane.

He asked coldly. There was no more expression on his cold face. He seemed to be looking at a dying corpse.

"Yes! Another waste. " Ghost blade indifferent answer, eyelids did not move, to kill the lone wolf for him, and kill the villa of the other Mafia, there is no difference.

It's all under his knife!

He only felt that Ling juiding was lonely and bored. If he hadn't received a lot of money from Gongmo, he was the top three killer, and he really didn't want to kill these Mafia who only used brute force.

"You're going to bury this trash." Leng Zetian word by word, cold with a word, enough to deter the audience.

Ghost blade brow slightly wrinkled, turbid eyes staring at the arrogant cold Zetian, seems to have some expectation.

He hasn't met a real opponent for a long time.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into a state of tension and tension. Mi Xiaoya, who was in his arms, was shocked by his fierce intention to kill, and her heart beat wildly and scared.

"Put me down." Mi Xiaoya bites her lips, and her eyes are her unique stubbornness and wisdom.

She didn't wait for Leng Zetian to speak, then she pulled away the black windbreaker in front of her. Only in this way could she really see how dangerous the situation was.