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Chapter 113 Take the Star Cup and Practice More

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Following the blood-colored mandala and walking a few corners, Qin Lang casually walked into the women's bathroom.

I saw the beautiful back standing by the window.

She stopped and looked into the distance. Her black waist tightened her slender waist, making her hot figure fully demonstrated.

Graceful and graceful, with hot curves.

The breeze blows by, and a beautiful black hair flutters in the wind, allowing Qin Lang who is approaching to smell a faint fragrance.

"It's not until night, but I'm sick?"

Qin Lang's sudden words broke the quiet atmosphere.

The beautiful scene of a beautiful woman like a blood-colored mandala looking away was also torn to pieces!

She turned around and there was no object covering her appearance. There was anger beating in her charming eyes.

In front of Qin Lang, she had no shape and pretended to be arrogant, which was useless. She said bluntly, "My sister wants clues, I hope you can give them the initiative, and from now on, don't do it again

Make trouble for her."

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows and smiled with a playful smile.

First release website m.

Yo!

Blood-colored Mandala wants to pull Chen Ziqi out of the sea of ​​suffering?

Although the two sisters are not related by blood, this relationship is very deep!

But, what does this have to do with him?

Qin Lang is not a kind-hearted person.

If you want to get a reward, you must give first!

The blood-colored mandala knew it well, and before Qin Lang could speak, he gritted his teeth, "I can give you the reward you want!"

As she said that, she squatted down.

Become busy.

Qin Lang reached out, grabbed the little hand on his belt, and sneered, "You can't help but think about my clues too cheaply, right? Or are you thinking about yourself too expensive?

If I had thought about this, would you feel that you can still be intact until now?"

remuneration?

Is this the reward that the blood-colored mandala should give?

I'm afraid it's a reward!

It is estimated that after he has become partially resistant to the medical equipment at home, he wants to change his treatment method.

I'm still talking about clues here, how can such a good thing be there?!

"What do you want?" Blood Mandala said in a cold and embarrassed voice.

That is, there are no guests in this wealthy family, otherwise it would have to cause a stir.

Qin Lang urged, "Take out your phone and I'll send you a list."

After a while, the blood-colored mandala received a large word according to Qin Lang's instructions. It had been loaded for a long time and had not been opened. She couldn't help rolling her eyes, "You Wu, don't you talk to Wu? It's this,

Extraordinary?"

Can't you bring a copy?

Do you have to send a word?

Show off?

Qin Lang waited silently for two or three minutes until the word was opened and the blood-colored mandala quickly browsed, and then slowly said, "The people above, I need you to make some moves for them, especially the old man of the Zhou family,

It would be better to help me get things done today.”

All of these are supporting roles that Chen Ping installed and slapped in the face, and his status is not low.

It would be a bit troublesome to let him solve it one by one. It would be better to leave it to professional talents like Blood Mandala.

The bait was left last night. The reason why I didn’t say it last night was that in front of Chen Ziqi, if some things were said, they would be blocked.

But now, there is no burden on the Blood Mandala alone.

"Kill all these people?" The blood-colored mandala looked up at Qin Lang without any hesitation.

With just one word from him, all these people will be killed in one day.

"Just put some medicine." Qin Lang was calm and took out the medicine that had been prepared in the system backpack and handed it to the blood-colored mandala. "That's all, just add a little to the things these people eat and drink.

Don't add too much, it will kill people."

It would be better to let Chen Ping'an suffer the backlash of luck than to directly destroy Chen Ping'an's opportunity.

In that way, he can get more destined villain value!

The blood-colored mandala took the medicine and said bluntly, "I'll go now!"

"Wait! Who said that this is the full reward?" Qin Lang sneered, lowered his head and raised his eyebrows.

The blood-colored mandala clenched his silver teeth, "You are so shameless!"

Swear no matter how much you scold!

But the blood-colored mandala still had to pay obediently, so she could only squat down again.

After a while of busyness, I pulled out my belt and then widened my beautiful eyes.

Hiss...

Even though the blood-colored mandala who had been a killer abroad, when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning.

You know, when she assassinated a wealthy businessman, she often checked out the spots and started when she was most unprepared.

When asked when people are the least prepared, it is nothing more than afterwards!

She had witnessed the rich people doing things with her own eyes, and then took the opportunity to sneak in and kill them with one blow during her sleep!

I thought foreign generals were invincible, but who would have thought that Qin Lang's subordinates were so fierce?!

hehe……

Qin Lang patted the Blood-colored Mandala's head and pressed it down (press).

Looking at his stunned expression, his heart suddenly felt passionate.

I, Qin Lang, whose name is Paojia, whose name is Panlong Jushi, and whose professional reward (elementary) hunter.

There are three million fairies in the world, and you have to bend down when you see me!

The blood-colored mandala is not a fairy. She has seen pigs running, but has never eaten pork. It is extremely raw (astringent). Knocking here and pausing there for a while, it really doesn’t have much effect.

In the end, Qin Lang had to take the horse personally to catch his hair and pull it into a ponytail, so as to leverage his strength and make a concerted effort!

Very motivated!

After more than an hour of busy work, Master Qin, who worked hard, shared the cooked dairy products with the Blood Mandala in kindness.

"Ahem!!"

The blood-colored mandala's eyes were red and tears rolled, and she couldn't help but cough violently.

It took a long time to relieve it.

She looked up, with fear in her charming eyes, "Can I leave now?"

"Yes, but before that, I have to criticize you!" Qin Lang said earnestly, "Although you are a killer, assassination is important, but your own strength must be taken into account! If you don't have enough kung fu, you have to exercise more, do you know

?”

He took out a Planet Cup he had won from his system backpack and handed it out.

The blood-colored mandala frowned and looked at the Planet Cup in his hand with a strange look, a little confused.

"Let's practice this in the future. It tastes pretty good. Remember not to use a spoon."

After Qin Lang gave an order, he returned to the emperor's box.

Zhang Mingchen had already come out, sitting on the sofa with a sad face. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he looked up and said embarrassedly, "Mr. Qin..."

Qin Lang sat beside him kindly and patted his shoulder, "How do you feel?"

Zhang Mingchen shook his head, "It's not so good. I didn't even play with her alone in it."

"???" Qin Lang's expression became strange, and he looked at Zhang Mingchen with deep meaning.
Chapter completed!
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