No one responded in the door, Zitong stood up and walked to the door lightly.
She blinked gently, her eyes flashed, the perspective power had been released, and the door in front of her eyes turned transparent. Her eyes saw the door fan and saw inside the door.
Inside the door is a lounge.
It is still simple and luxuriously arranged, with a double bed with white bedding, as well as simple wardrobes and some other bedrooms.
Zitong glanced at the bed, no one under the bed, she looked at the wardrobe on the side.
In the wardrobe, there were black shirts and suits hanging, and her eyes were wearing a suit one by one. Finally, she saw a figure.
Sure enough, is it hiding in the cabinet?
The man facing her side, his face was not very real in the darkness, he could only see a high thin figure, hanging in the palm of his shirt, holding a black pistol, because the door of the cabinet was not related to the door.
It was too tight, a little transparent into some light, just cast it on his arm. You can see the black workers on his body. The pistol flashes cold light in the light.
Zitong raised his lips lightly and smiled.
Raise your hand and hold the ball -type goal handle, open it, and push the door open.
Take a black decorative woodcarving on the wooden frame by the door, take the purple pupil step into the door, step into the door, her head is just sideways, staring at the direction of the cabinet, the wardrobe is on her left side, and her right hand, holding her right hand, holding her right hand, holding her right hand, holding her right hand, holding her right hand, holding her right hand, holding her right hand, holding her right hand, holding her right hand, holding
The right hand of the woodcarving has been tightened at this time.
When she came to the door of the opponent's hiding, she stopped.
The man in the cabinet probably guessed that she had discovered him, suddenly raised his hand and pushed the door of the cabinet, raised the gun and pointed at her.
Zitong had already been prepared, and his right hand waved, the woodcarving in his hand smashed the right hand of the opponent holding the gun.
Click!
The woodcarving was broken, and the other party was completely unprepared. After eating the pain, the pistol took off her hands, and the surprised look flashed in the black eyes, but she was not too panic. She raised her left hand to protect her face in front of her face and blocked the fist that Zitong waved.
Alas!
Zitong's feet are one foot, that fist is just a false trick, this foot is her real attacking enemy.
The opponent's response was also very fast. Her feet just lifted to half, her body suddenly twisted, she escaped her kick, raised her hand and grabbed her ankle, then pulled her down, and at the same time pulled her hands to grab her
collar.
Zitong's backhand cracked on the palm of the opponent's grabbing, spit out his left hand, and hit the opponent's side face straight.
The other party turned his face and raised his arms corresponding.
At this point, the two talents were the first face, and Zitong finally saw each other's face.
Half long hair on the shoulders, black and bright as ink, and in the hair, there is a jade face, long eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes dignified, straight under the bridge of the nose, the sexy thin lips are like cherry blossoms like cherry blossoms
Color.
Seeing the opponent's face clearly, Zitong accepted the fist sharply, and the other party raised her arm, but did not feel her fist, and the peach blossom eyes were confused.
At this time, Zitong had retreated two steps, jumped out of the battle circle, and looked at the man in front of him.
Still that face, even the height is almost the same. Although the muscles of the whole body are tightened in the battle state, there is still a touch of unruly look between the eyebrows.
It's just that the hair is shorter, and I change my clothes.
"Little beauty, why don't you fight?" Weiyang raised his lips and looked at the purple pupil that suddenly retreated. "Will you not be so handsome?"