Traps Of Love

"Next question, if the purpose is not pure, we can't cooperate?" Leng Zetian's eyebrows are precious. He opens his mouth carelessly, but his voice is cold. "You and I cooperate, the purpose is pure?"

There was a biting cold wind in the alley, and the moist cold air mixed with small ice crystals splashed on the skin, which was a kind of cool and painful. The wind is blowing

Huo Kai looked at Leng Zetian in silence. His eyes were as deep as the dark midnight. His purpose is not simple.

"Act separately, each according to his ability." Leng Zetian opened his mouth, pulled out the Beretta M9 pistol from his back and threw it to huokai. This gun is the configuration Luo Zishan gave them at the beginning of cooperation.

At the time of hawkerton, he couldn't make a decision for a moment

at this time, Li Yunze's face changed slightly. Looking at the information on his mobile phone, he said in a deep voice, "the bait is successful!"

Ouyang Lulu is leaning against the wall, twisting back and forth like an itching kitten in the dark and narrow hut full of the smell of damp and rotten vegetation.

The sharp coarseness of the rope, like the tip of a needle, had worn out blood from her wrist. She clenched her teeth to hold back the pain and estimated how long it would take for the rope to break. Her whole body was sweating. She couldn't tell whether it was because of nervousness or fear. Ouyang Lulu could only hear her slight gasping and the chirping of insects outside.

It's getting dark, and even drizzle. Crystal clear water drops slide over the curved eaves, one after another blooming on the asphalt road of the street.

The city ponders in the misty rain, just like a girl who frowns for the new word of Emei, with deep feelings in her heart.

Ouyang Lulu gradually can only hear the sound of the rain. The rope on her hand is just about to break. Ouyang Lulu dares not to slack off. She works harder to rub the rope around her hands on a rusty nail.

Suddenly there was only a creak and the door opened!

One after another, five or six fierce men came in. From the root of the neck to the ear of the leading man, there was a centipede like scar on his dark skin.

Although it seems to have been healed for a long time, the length and location of the scar can tell how thrilling its origin is.

The man was dignified and domineering. His eyes were small but cunning, sharp, as if he could see into people's internal organs. Then there are several minions. Just from the magic of killing, we can see that they are the kind of people who are not easy to get along with.

I just didn't see Leng Zetian or Li Yunze.

She still didn't know what Leng Zetian was doing to keep her in this ghost place.

Bang -

the door was banged by men coming in one after another.

Ouyang Lulu was frightened by the sudden attack. She took a breath of cold air. She felt as if she was in the ice cellar. Her spirit was tighter than the string of the bow. Even with a slight touch, she would immediately lose all her strength and reason.

She didn't know what these people wanted to do to her, but she deeply felt the breath of danger, Ouyang Lulu even smelled the breath of death.

She quickly leaned back against the wall, trying not to let these people find the secret behind her. But unexpectedly, Ouyang Lulu's force is too sudden and violent, leading to a part of the nail into her wrist!

Pain and tension make Ouyang Lulu's face white and cold sweat. She stares at these people in horror. She doesn't know how they will deal with her.