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Chapter 19 Seduction?
The blond man looked at Jiang Yan for a while, then suddenly asked, "Is he the one with the best marksmanship?"
Zuo Jian nodded quickly: "Yes! That's him! He's very good at marksmanship! And he's Gu Huai's bed partner!"
After all, Zuo Jian didn't dare to look Jiang Yan directly in the eyes, and lowered her head.
Jiang Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly got up with a sneer.
The boys ignored the blond man and just turned to look at their boss.
Jiang Yan looked at the dagger in his hand, and said a word softly with his thin lips.
"Corsican Killer Knife."
The brown-haired man paused, speaking fluent and clear Chinese.
"You know this knife?"
Jiang Yan shrugged and walked over to sit opposite him very naturally.
"I know, there is a sentence engraved on it, right?"
"Oh? Let's see."
The brown-haired and long-haired man became interested in the bold and calm boy in front of him.
Jiang Yan straightened out his hair calmly, took out a wet wipe from his pocket, and slowly wiped off the dust on his cheeks and fingers.
The black and gray dust was wiped off to reveal the original white skin.
The boy's slender and shiny fingers hooked each of his own fingers.
There was a tingle in people's hearts.
Just when the brown-haired man couldn't wait to ask again.
Only then did Jiang Yan speak.
A simple smile appeared on the boy's face, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the words he said carried a hint of seductiveness.
"May each of our intimate encounters be unforgettable and fatal..."
The boy's face was innocent and harmless, his eyes were so clean that his figure could be reflected.
When he looked up at people, his face was pure and harmless, like a flawless angel.
He is thin and somewhat fragile, which makes people unconsciously feel compassion.
This is the first time that have developed a strong interest in a boy in Huaxia.
In Chinese terms, it's probably a matter of seeing the color.
A soft white rabbit is not interesting, but a beautiful and brave boy like this is fun.
The brown-haired man's Adam's apple moved, and he stretched out his broad hand to touch Jiang Yan's cheek.
Jiang Yan dodged sideways, and stretched out his finger to hook him.
The brown-haired man was about to lean over, but he heard the boy say, "Do you have any cigarettes?"
He laughed, took out the cigarettes from his pocket and handed them all over.
Waiting for Jiang Yan to throw the cigarette back again, the brown-haired man spoke.
"Are you good with a gun?"
"Well, almost." Jiang Yan lit a cigarette skillfully, and exhaled a puff of smoke from his red lips, blurring his facial features.
The boy's long and dense eyelashes drooped like a crow's feathers.
There was a cigarette between the slender fingers, and there was a faint blue mark on the forearm as white as lotus root.
Inexplicably, this picture seems to have some indescribable temptation.
"One bullet can kill two zombies in a row...Little baby, you are too modest.
A cold light flashed in Jiang Yan's eyes, and he was sure that these people had missed them early in the morning.
The brown-haired man moved closer, and put his arms on the back of the sofa behind Jiang Yan, half-circling him.
"Join us, we will be very good friends."
Jiang Yan tilted his head in disgust, pointing.
"I don't want to be friends with a strong female criminal."
"My name is Grant. Joseph."
Grant.Joseph thought he was very sincere and said, "This is my real name, can you come with me, cutie?"
There was a hint of coaxing in the man's deep voice.
"They dare not hurt you. We treat our friends very friendly."
Jiang Yan's eyes met those of the man who was close at hand.
On the other side, there were several foreigners whistling and booing.
Jiang Yan's eyes, as clear as glass beads, hide endless murderous intent.
"Then show your sincerity."
Jiang Yan looked at the folded Corsican killer knife stuffed around his waist.
The red rose pattern on the handle is very beautiful and lifelike winding on it.
The man understood, so without thinking, he took out the dagger and offered it with both hands.
"You're cute, I've never seen a teenager like you."
"I'm an adult."
Jiang Yan touched the rose on the handle of the knife with his fingers, and put the knife in his pocket again in front of him.
He picked Grant up with his fingers.Joseph's jaw.
"You should call me..."
"Huh?" The man leaned closer.
Jiang Yan leaned close to the man's ear and whispered two words.
The eyes of several other foreigners were somewhat blocked by the high table against which the sofa was leaning, and they felt bored, so they withdrew their eyes and went to pull Zuo Jian.
No one noticed that the green-eyed man who was supposed to be unconscious on the sofa opened his eyes.
Undisguised murderous intent and madness burst out from the lake green eyes.
Grant.Joseph laughed suddenly when he heard the word sir, and turned his face to touch the beautiful boy beside him.
Jiang Yan raised a bloodthirsty sneer slightly at the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his arms to lock Grant violently.Joseph neck!
Suddenly, the beautiful folding killer knife appeared in his palm out of thin air, and the blade bounced out.
Jiang Yan locked Grant with his arms.On Joseph's neck, his hands snapped sharply against the flesh!
This beautiful knife almost cut Grant.Joseph's entire neck!
Blood scrambled out of the arteries and splashed on the boy's white cheeks.
Grant.Joseph pushed Jiang Yan away violently, covering his neck tightly with his hands.
He couldn't make a sound.
soonβ¦β¦
He died in the boy's bright smile like sunshine.
With red lips and white teeth, Jiang Yan smiled strangely and tilted his head at him.
"Happy death."
Grant.It was only at this moment that Joseph realized that the definition of this boy was completely wrong.
He is not a fallen angel, but a demon with a black heart!
It's a pity that realized all this, it was too late...
Jiang Yan stood up and pulled out the gun on his back, loaded it neatly, turned around and raised his hand to pull the trigger!
Zuo Jian was out of breath from crying, and kicked the foreigners in front of her with hands and feet, but it seemed that it would only make them more excited.
He had already been slapped twice on the cheek, and blood was coming from the corner of his mouth.
Just when Zuo Jian lost consciousness and was about to give up, three piercing gunshots suddenly woke him up!
The three foreigners crashed to the ground!
The surviving Zuo family brothers and Bi Fan all froze there in shock, staring blankly at the bloody boy not far away.
Jiang Yan clicked his tongue and walked to the side of the blond foreigner unhappily.
The man reacted well, sidling sideways when the third bullet fired, only to be hit in the shoulder.
Jiang Yan took a knife and nailed his hand that was about to draw the gun to the ground.
"Ah!!!" The blond man let out a scream.
"Scared?"
Jiang Yan chuckled like a lunatic, turning the handle of the rose flower knife violently in his hand, twisting the blond man's wrist into a pile of rotten flesh.
The bullet knocked out the other half of his shoulder, making him unable to move at all.
"Your boss is waiting for you in hell."
After Jiang Yan finished speaking, he pulled out the knife and plunged it into the blond man's heart, and slashed down hard!
Zuo Jia and the others were terrified by the bloody scene in front of them.
After a while, Jiang Yan stood up with slightly trembling hands, took two steps back and leaned against the table, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
Zuo Jian cried and shrank aside, seeing Jiang Yan's appearance, she was too scared to speak out.
Zuo Jia quickly took out the coat from the backpack and put it on Zuo Jian.
Jiang Yan paused for a long time, and the fear of killing someone in his heart slowly dissipated.
He even entertained himself thinking: Sure enough, killing a few people will make you proficient.
Jiang Yan raised his eyes to look at several people, his lips moved.
"Either die, or get out of my sight now, roll as far away as possible."
Hearing this, Zuo Jia immediately picked up Zuo Jian tremblingly.
"Let's... go right away..."
Zuo Jian lay on his brother's shoulder, quietly looking at Jiang Yan who was standing by the table.
The boy drooped his eyelashes, unable to see his emotions clearly.