It's going to rain." Meng Xiaoan was walking on the street, his thin back looked lonely from behind, as if he was looking for a breakthrough point.
The fox followed behind him like a shadow, with a silent face.
Meng Xiaoan said: "Do you think Mo Yan really wants to cooperate with me? Maybe he climbed up by stepping on my shoulders."
Fox is very clear about Mo Yan’s identity: “He is a very ambitious person.”
Meng Xiaoan exhaled, and black clouds gathered in the sky, making it look like the black clouds were overwhelming the city and threatening to destroy it.
The storm is coming.
Meng Xiaoan said: "You mean we can cooperate and kill the people behind him together?"
The fox said: "Yes, only by cooperating with ambitious people can you remain ever vigilant about life."
Meng Xiaoan said: "Do you think Mo Yan will be smiling behind his back at this time?"
The fox said: "No, he is worried that if you don't cooperate with him, you will be his pyramid. In your current state, you can definitely defeat the children of the Kong family. Only if you defeat them can Mo Yan succeed.
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Meng Xiaoan squinted his eyes and smiled: "You are very good at understanding people's hearts."
The fox ignored his slight sneer and said, "If I don't do this, I will die very quickly." How could Meng Xiaoan understand his world?
Meng Xiaoan said: "Gou Jian's daring work is not successful for everyone."
He is a very careful person.
The fox said: "You can decide to cooperate or not."
The incessant roar of thunder seemed to ring in his ears, and streaks of lightning tore through the dark sky.
Big raindrops rolled down from the sky like a crashing sound with silver light. Meng Xiaoan was still walking in the rain. The raindrops hitting his face made him feel numb, but his heart was surprisingly peaceful.
The corners of Meng Xiaoan's mouth traced a bloody arc. He felt a strong murderous aura, as if he was waiting for the best opportunity to assassinate.
There was a loud thunder, and silver-white lightning pierced the lifeless sky, like a huge poisonous snake hovering in the sky.
Terrifying and strange.
A striking flash of sword followed by a thunderclap and struck down in the air, slashing towards Meng Xiaoan's head.
Meng Xiaoan retreated violently, and his face felt as if a knife had penetrated his skin due to the strong murderous aura. With a "dang" sound, the thunderous strike of the knife sank directly into the ground, emitting sparks like gravel.
Meng Xiaoan did not move.
The fox catapulted thousands of miles, like a bat gliding, and came to the left side of the assassin. He attacked the assassin with the fist of his right hand. There was a surge of energy and a terrifying force. The assassin was calm in the face of danger, but he was also frightened.
The fox's ability to attack. The fox's punch is powerful, fast and accurate.
The man jumped up and swooped down like an eagle. He still slashed in the air with the same move, except that it was like a fox's fist.
The fox's body strangely avoided the knife, and then a fist hit the assassin's face silently.
The assassin screamed in his heart, and then heard the clear and tooth-aching sound of a broken nose. His mind went blank. The force of this punch was enough to prevent the punch from the glorious Tyson back then, and the assassin's body
It flew out directly and slid on the road for several meters before stopping.
"When you go to hell, remember to tell me my name." The fox picked up the cold knife on the ground, walked slowly to the place where the assassin lay, and looked at him condescendingly. No expression on his face, the assassin's
His face was covered in blood, and the bright red blood in his eyes looked so poignant to the fox, like tuberose blooming in the dark night.
The blade of the blade stayed on his belly, and the fox's strange eyes seemed to hide a scene of killing. It was cutting from left to right, and blood spurted out like arrows.
"Hahaha..." The fox suddenly laughed wildly, feeling indescribably happy, but the laughter did not seem human. The thunder suddenly sounded, and the sky turned into a silvery white.
Meng Xiaoan looked at him intently.
The fox took out his cell phone and made a call.
……….
Meng Xiaoan looked at the pale face in the mirror, with dark eyes and a somewhat mocking smile. There were scars all over his body, front and back, left and right, as long as you can imagine.
He almost had scars all over his body. His fingers gently touched the scars that once made him wake up and cry silently in the middle of the night. His eyes were surprisingly peaceful. At this time, he was like a wounded lone wolf slowly watching his wounds.
"It seems that you can find me no matter where I am." There was a smile on Meng Xiaoan's lips, but it definitely didn't feel warm. "Maybe the water here is particularly warm."
Fujiwara's eyes were as charming as silk and he said: "Because you are lonely and I am lonely too. I have to find you. One day you will no longer be lonely and I won't show up."
There was a white bath towel wrapped around Fujiwara's delicate body. The short white bath towel only covered half of her pretty and upright body. It only covered the mysterious area. Her slender, round, white and smooth naked body was exposed.
In front of Meng Xiaoan.
There is also a layer of charming blush on the white and tender skin, which is crystal clear, as if it is evenly coated with a layer of pollen. It is beautiful! It is so beautiful that it is fascinating.
The small and exquisite jade feet are as delicate as toes carved from ivory white jade.
Meng Xiaoan is not a sanctimonious gentleman, nor is he Liu Xiahui. He has always welcomed such a top-notch woman. In an impetuous society, even love is impetuous. This is especially true for people's hearts.
"Women's loneliness mostly stems from physical loneliness, so often the best way to relieve loneliness is to find a man who can see you and go to bed. This is especially true for men, isn't it?"
Fujiwara Masui twisted her slender wicker waist, with a smile hidden in her eyes, and said: "So we only have love but no affection?"
Meng Xiaoan gently pinched Fujiwara's chin gently, with an ambiguous and evil smile on his lips: I like your direct words."
There is nothing more exciting than a lonely man and woman going to bed.
Meng Xiaoan, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, had a faint smile on his lips. He was secretly lucky that this woman finally did not cut off his lifeblood during sex. Meng Xiaoan could naturally hear the whispers she said.
, Touched? Only a little bit, just like putting on an extra coat on a bitingly cold day. In fact, it doesn’t matter much whether I wear it or not.
Meng Xiaoan opened his eyes slightly, and his pair of narrow eyes had an ambiguous taste of admiration. For the first time, he discovered that a woman's ankles had a suffocating beauty. No wonder women in ancient times used thick linen to wrap their feet. Of course.
Except for big feet, no man likes women with big feet, right?
Meng Xiaoan looked at Fujiwara Makoto's straight, slender but elastic figure with a man's unique aggressive gaze. Since Fujiwara Makoto turned sideways towards Meng Xiaoan, Meng Xiaoan could see the spring scene, from the ankle to the straight arch of the foot,
Forming a natural and graceful arc curve, the slender feet are breathtakingly beautiful.