The woman holding a wooden stick shook all over and her eyes were stunned for a moment.

The other two women seemed to have heard a big joke: "Let our elder sister kill us, and we won't shed a drop of blood. Handsome guy, don't think that you can be so arrogant and arrogant?"

"Isn't that the mental power of our Sister Mei is at level 5. In this place, there is no one she can't sleep. We can't play with it. Please be aware of it and go upstairs to wash it clean and wait for us."

"Sister Mei, Sister Mei, let these two young faces see your power well, so that they can only kneel down and lick it when they know they have offended you!"

The woman who was called Sister Mei with a wooden stick turned her body and looked at the two women talking with a dull look in an instant.

The two women who spoke were shocked. Before they could react, Sister Mei took action.

She quickly and accurately, threw a woman down and pressed the stick in her hand against the woman's neck.

The woman struggled and shouted, no one came to save the woman, and only some people started to cheer: "I started to do it, started to do it, started to do it, started to do it, the charm of a young face is indeed great. Sister Mei wanted to enjoy it alone, so she started to do it."

"Come on, Sister Mei, two men in one night, you can do it, come on, kill them, the two handsome guys will be yours."

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Come on Sister Mei, Come on Sister Mei. When you see the handsome guy, you should compete for it and not share it."

A few minutes passed.

The woman who was pressed to the ground by Sister Mei and stuck her neck with a stick stopped struggling and died of suffocation.

Sister Mei, who was riding on the woman, raised her head and looked at another woman.

Another woman had been shocked by this scene. When Sister Mei looked at her, she came to her senses, shivered all over, and turned around to run away.

Bang.

The stick in Sister Mei's hand flew up and hit her calves.

The woman was hit with a calf, and the pain made her fall to the ground.

Her face was horrified, and she supported her hands on the ground. As soon as she turned around, her neck was getting thicker. Sister Mei rode on her body and grabbed her neck with her hands tightly.

The woman kicks the ground and picks up Sister Mei’s hands.

Sister Mei's hand was like iron pliers, and she grabbed her neck tightly. Even if she broke her hands, Sister Mei would not let go and still pinched her.

Exhaust effort.

The woman who struggled with her feet on the ground gradually stopped struggling, her hands drooped, her eyes widened, she lost her breath and died.

In less than 10 minutes, two people died, but they were not bloody or suffocated. All the noise in the bar hall came to an abrupt end, no one was making a fuss, no one was clamoring, only the flashing lights were charming.

Sister Mei got up from the ground, held the stick in her hand, and walked back to Shu Xubai step by step, and her eyes returned to dull.

Jiufeng sat on a high stool, wearing big shorts, shaking her white legs, and her feet were not fit. She licked her red lips, savoring the wine she drank, innocently calling Shu Xubai: "Baibai, your wine is delicious, sweet, not as spicy as they gave me."

Shu Xubai said angrily: "How can counterfeit and shoddy wine be compared with mine?"

Jiufeng smiled and said, "Yes, Baibai is the best, and the wine he takes out is also good. Baibai is good in everything, nothing is bad, and it is bad that others are bad."

"I like this good Baibai the most...I like the most. No one can compare to my Baibai, right? Baibai!"

Shu Xubai: "..."

He took a deep breath.

I greeted Jiang Si’s ancestors for the eighteenth generation.

What books did she read?

Why did you change a good little phoenix and character memory to this?

The vocabulary of clingy words is really rich, and each set is not repeated.

"No drop of blood shed." Sister Mei stood in front of Shu Xubai, raised the stick in her hand, and reported the results of the battle to the master like the most loyal slave: "No drop of blood shed, I slaughter them all."

Shu Xubai's eyes slanted and his ruthless command said, "Drill yourself, it's just right to accompany you, remember, don't shed a drop of blood."

No drop of blood can be shed.

Go and accompany your good sisters.

Sister Mei loosened her hand and the stick in her hand fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, she pinched her neck with her backhand and strangled her neck hard.

Until his face turned red, his face turned pale, his eyes rolled straight, he fell to the ground, and he was still pinching his neck.

In the end, Sister Mei strangled herself to death, her eyes widened, without fear, and a smile on her lips, as if she had died, strangled to death by herself, and no drop of blood was shed, which was the highest honor.

Everyone in the bar hall couldn't help but retreat, retreated to a place they thought were safe, looking at Shu Xubai, who had only moved his mouth and left the three women without a drop of blood.

"Baibai, I've finished drinking, is there any more?" Jiufeng poured the beautiful glass down and showed Shu Xubai. After the wine was finished, there was no more wine. "I still want to drink sweet wine. Baibai, I want sweet wine, not spicy."

"No!" Shu Xubai looked at his drunken look, his tone was unfriendly and even fierce: "Don't talk nonsense, go back with me and leave."

After saying that, he turned around and left, but after walking a few steps, he found that the child hadn't kept up at all.

Shu Xubai turned his head and saw Jiufeng already falling off the stool and squatting on the ground, holding his legs with one hand and drawing circles on the ground with the other hand, and muttering words in his mouth: "Baibai, bad guy, draw a circle and curse you, eat instant noodles without seasonings, go to the toilet without straw paper, walk and step on dog shit, pee and suck a shoe, drink soup and spill it into a crotch, fart and spit out shit, rub your butt and pick out the paper!"

Shu Xubai's forehead burst out with blue veins, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He repeatedly greeted Jiang Si's ancestors countless times in his heart.

Look, listen, the character she made for Xiao Fenghuang is like a shit and urinating. What's the point like a child he contracted?

He slowly circled his hands tightly, pressed his breath deeply, returned, walked towards Jiufeng, and stood up and kicked him with his feet, fiercely: "Get up, come with me."

Jiufeng, who was squatting on the ground, raised her head and her face was bulging, like a little puppy, and said, "If you don't hold me, if you don't carry me, you won't leave. Just draw circles to curse you, let you fart and poop, wipe your butt and pick up the paper."

Shu Xubai's hand, which was clenched into a fist, relaxed several times. He endured the violent and bloody atmosphere and squatted down with Jiufeng on his back, grinding down with two itchy fangs that were about to emerge: "Come on."
Chapter completed!