Chapter 3 You are too violent
Chapter 3 You are too violent
The silver motorcycle stopped outside the house, took off the same silver helmet, and got out of the car.
This is a pet shop, and the business seems to be good. Even in such a rainy weather, you can still see two or three guests in the store.
These guests are a little interesting. They seem to be very painful. Obviously, they bought the pet of their choice, but they frowned one by one, as if they were unwilling.
Then, when it was found that another compatriot who was on the road of no return came to the store, the guests who were still struggling were suddenly full of sympathy. Those eyes seemed to be a little unbearable. They stared at the slow-confidence brother one by one, as if to say to the confident brother that this is a dangerous place, if not If you want to die, you'd better go back immediately.
But Brother Confident smiled at these people. When he came to the counter, he blinked with the salesperson there and said ambiguously, "Honey, is your master there?" His soft voice was more or less flirting.
Confidence Brother's behavior scared the people in the store. In their opinion, this ignorant young man is really tired of living. He dares to make fun of that girl in such a tone, which is simply looking for death.
But they were surprised. What they couldn't believe was that the salesperson who had never given them a good face actually gave Brother Confidence a beautiful smile, and then said sourly, "What..." She stared at Brother Confidence in front of the counter: "I knew that I was looking for my master, but I didn't know if I was free. Find me."
At this point, she was a little unhappy, and her originally happy eyes were a little more resentful: "... What on earth do you mean? You said you like others, but you didn't have the last phone call. You're too much." She stared at the confident brother fiercely and felt that he should give himself a reasonable explanation.
In the face of the girl's eyes, the confident brother couldn't laugh a little: "Ha ha," he smiled very hard: "I've been a little busy recently. I don't have time." Maybe it's a guilty heart. Confident brother hurriedly took out the beautifully packaged little gift from his pocket: "...I haven't forgotten my lovely little mi," he handed over the small gift: "...absolutely pure, organic and natural, 100% human heart."
"...?!!!" Hearing the words 'human heart', the few guests in the store suddenly turned pale. Now they finally realized that the young man who dared to fight so hot with that girl was obviously not an ordinary person, and then it was also natural. They instinctively began to think that the confident brother and the counter woman Like a child, he is not a human. He is a monster, a terrible monster who has a special preference for the human heart.
Thinking of this, they suddenly sweated all of a sudden, and began to feel sorry for the confident brother and turned into worry about themselves. They didn't know whether the end of the box, the heart that was regarded as a gift at the beginning of the pet they chose.
The girl at the counter did not seem to doubt at all, or after she took the gift box and gently brushed her nose, the unique smell of the heart instantly convinced her that there was indeed a fresh heart in the box, and she could even smell it. Such an excellent heart belonged to a young girl.
For these four directions, Brother Confidence dares not step on it casually. He still calculates that if he doesn't get the permission of the owner of this haunted house, no matter which ladder he steps, it will not return. In this way, Brother Confidence is now the turtle in his dream, and nothing has come out. Road, after all, these ladders to different directions, no matter which one is endless, until you go to death.
Therefore, Confident Brother was honest and did not walk around. Instead, he sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette in his pocket, took one in the corner of his mouth, and finally lit it.
Wow~~~Confidence brother spit out a faint smoke: "...I don't know if you are interested," he seemed to be talking to the air: "...about the erotic/love writer who hasn't hung up yet."
It's incredible. There was only Confident Brother on the bloody sofa just now, but the next second, the woman in a bloody cheongsam suddenly appeared and sat next to Confident Brother. The feeling was very strange, as if the woman had been sitting there from the beginning.
This is a very cold and gorgeous woman with exquisite facial features and a concave figure. The red cheongsam opened to the root of the thigh almost perfectly supports her proud body line, and invisibly shows the woman's sexiness. This kind of sexiness does not need to scratch her head and posture, which is a kind of natural, and even makes people feel innate. .
Her skin is slightly pale, seems to be anemic, and she can't see much blood on her face. Even in the light of those red lights, the paleness is still faintly visible and cannot be ignored. But it's also very contradictory, but the woman's lips are surprisingly bright red, like a layer of blood, with a frightening brightness.
Then there are her nails. Her nails are very beautiful and should have been finely processed. Each nail is engraved with a beautiful flower pattern, but such a bloody pattern, coupled with the length of her nails, is easy to make people feel strange, but this monster has an inexplicable fatal attraction... ...
The woman seemed to be meticulous. From the beginning, her cold expression has not changed much: "...How dare you appear here," Her beautiful eyes quietly stared at the confident brother, and those eyes revealed a strong coldness: "Are you looking for your own death, or do you really don't want to live?"
At this point, she actually smiled, but the smile was bloodthirsty: "...Maybe you should give me a reason not to kill you." Her meaning is already obvious. It should be harvested by herself, but Wan Ruoxiang, who is still panting. Love writer), the current embarrassing situation is more or less caused by the confident brother. In other words, if the confident brother doesn't say some convincing explanation, the giant snakes that don't know when to climb out will not be a show.
Indeed, at this time, the four giant snakes with the size of two ordinary people's right arms, their blood-colored eyes were staring at the confident brother, hissing blood-red letters. It can be imagined that if the confident brother's next explanation makes the woman beside him dissatisfied, the four giant snakes will definitely devour it alive.
On this point, Brother Confidence has no doubt. In fact, since Brother Confidence came to this pet store, he has been quite prepared. Although he was more or less uneasy, the confident brother still looked calm, and the corners of his mouth were also overflowing with the habitual smile: "...How to put it," he thought about it deliberately: "To put it simply, because of Tang Jia, the soul sold by Wan Ruoxiang has not been harvested by you."