100 Ways to Get the Male God - Chapter 338

[Chapter 338 Killer and Little Mute (45) End]

【Story 8】

【Mu Ye·Fanwai】

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walk in the dark.

The killer is born with a cold aura, and he never likes people approaching. Those who hide in the dark are not unable to approach the light, but—

I don’t want to be near the light at all.

He threw down the gun, took off the black gloves on his hands, the youth’s beautiful and delicate cheeks, hidden in the shadow of the wide hat, outlined the coldness that strangers should not approach.

The heartbeat is steady, never tempted.

Over the years, I have seen a lot of things, killed a lot of people, and I have always lived by myself. I have never felt bad, and I have never thought about breaking it.

Both black and white are trying their best to recruit. Every time the criminal who assassinates has someone to deal with the aftermath, someone in the underworld gritted his teeth at him, and someone unscrupulously sent money, beauty, and status, just for one cooperation.

One time, he silently turned into the villa of an underworld boss, stood quietly in the corridor, and across a door, he heard the plan for him inside.

“A is still young…”

“Yes, young people are the least able to resist lust. The ones I picked are all stunners. They are all clean, and I am not willing to use them myself.”

“Will you accept it? A is not so easy to fool.”

“It’s always a young man, but I haven’t tasted the ecstasy. When the meat is opened…”

The young man lowered his long eyelashes, listened in silence for a while, and then quietly raised the gun. Across a door, without using his eyes to identify the direction, he indifferently pulled the trigger.

There was no sound in the room.

He put the gun away, propped his fingers against the window, jumped down lightly, took off the gloves blandly, and threw them away.

The light-colored eyes are unwavering.

The overly calm and calm brain, the cold texture of the killer and the gun, made him never think that what the two said would become a reality.

The beginning of everything is an alley at night.

Mingming just killed someone indifferently just now, but the next second, he saved someone paradoxically.

A little dumb.

The moment she rushed over and held his sleeve, the young man didn’t have the slightest sense to avoid it.

He let her hold him.

Why?

A calm and thoughtful brain can’t give an answer.

He even took the Band-Aid she handed him over.

Tiny, childish Band-Aid, out of tune with his dark life.

But there is no way, even a machine, there are times when the program goes wrong.

Just encounter enough invading viruses.

Virus.

Too apt.

He walked silently in the darkness, his heartbeat was still steady during the killing, but he would wander and think about something else. He would think of that night, of the indescribable feeling of the girl’s hand covering it.

Ecstasy bone. The calm mind fell into a blank at that moment, unable to resist, the comfortable feeling made the waist slightly numb, and every nerve seemed to be tense, unable to cope with the pleasure that had never been experienced.

Because of no experience, at that moment, I became powerless, like being bullied arbitrarily, but I could only let the bully go silently, and there was a glint of water in my open eyes, and I couldn’t control the gasping between my thin lips.

That’s how it feels.

At the moment of finally possessing it, the always calm young man understood what it meant when he heard the words of others outside the door.

Ecstasy? Really ecstasy.

The calm beating heart was filled with a kind of madness at a certain moment.

This man is his.

Only his.