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Is this guy a weird guy? The moment he entered the door, the atmosphere around him suddenly reached the critical point, and everyone was secretly exploring the identity of this person in their hearts. First of all, they were not worried that the reporter was coming, because no reporter was full and was full to build such a small hair salon. Secondly, it was unlikely that it was a policeman, because once the police were dispatched to crack down on pornography, they usually appeared in large groups. For example, thousands of police forces were dispatched, dozens of places were swept, and dozens of miserable women were arrested all night.

Therefore, after eliminating these two most troublesome people, it means that there are fewer worries. The visitor is a guest. No matter what his identity is, he will be welcomed first.

After a pause, a hair salon girl with thick thighs and black stockings could no longer hold back and took the lead in meeting her, asking in a sweet voice: "Sir, wash your hair or massage?"

When he heard this, the general's already tense heart suddenly shook, thinking secretly that this must be a secret conversation. Although he had not made any preparations and did not dare to answer rashly, at this moment, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. If he didn't say it, the other party would see the flaw immediately, and the plan would fail at the beginning, so now he could not tolerate him back down. The general was silent for a while, and finally had to bite the bullet and answer in stiff Chinese dialect, conservatively: "Shut your hair."

After saying this, the general was in a turbulent heart. I hope that the words in the wrong way would not be taken out by these terrible women and swept them into a hornet's nest. However, as of now, the chance of this is still very low. At least in order to cover up, this secret base pretends to be open to the outside world. No matter how rampant this is, he dare not act blatantly immediately.

"Are you a sir from another place? Where is it?" The hair salon girl asked again and began to chat with her with a smile.

"Dong, Japanese people." The general dared not talk nonsense. After all, he must have a Japanese accent in his Chinese language. It is obviously not easy to hide from these experienced spies or killers. Instead of making people realize something is wrong and secretly killing him, it is better to show an honest look to dispel the other party's suspicion and concerns. Thinking of this, he forced himself to calm down, display his abilities, and grin pretended: "I am a businessman from Japan. I can't sleep when I rest at night, so come out to find happiness."

The hair salon girl spat secretly, "Where are Japanese people?" I guess I don't know where people are wearing fake brands and dressed up like a man to have fun and show off. Wearing this look is nothing more than trying to raise your identity and make the hair salon girls more attentive when serving. Maybe they can even covet the other party's future benefits and avoid orders.

For the hair salon girl, although they are still young, there are countless people she has come into contact with every day, and she has met these similar guests before. She has contempt for him in her heart, but she still calmly answered: "Wow, sir, is it actually a Japanese businessman? That's a rare big customer, so just want three or four sisters to serve her together, right?"

Anyway, the business seems to be very bad today. Since this guy likes to pretend to be a foreign big shot, let him continue to pretend. She doesn't like this kind of person who wants to get away with it and pretend to be a big shot. She has to take up a butcher knife and slaughter it hard. No matter how bad it is, it will make several sisters have work to do.

As soon as the fat girl finished speaking, several hair salon girls heard the sound, rushed up and surrounded the general, throwing all kinds of flirting words over, and some even started to eat tofu in a daze. In this way, the general, who was originally nervous and nervous, gradually relaxed and his mind was suddenly dumbfounded.

He didn't dare to resist too much, and was pulled into the room upstairs by the hair salons half-pushed. The sound insulation measures in the hair washing room have always been very poor. The general seemed to hear King talking to a woman in a vague room. He thought that it would be easier to get close to King, so he pointed to a compartment next to him and said, "It's all right here."

When the girls heard the request from the guests, they surrounded him into the designated room indifferently. As soon as they entered the door, they pushed him hard and began to serve enthusiastically. Without waiting for the general to do it himself, half a minute later, he was stripped of his soul and frightened him. Isn't it? Did they really have been exposed? Do they want to torture themselves or kill them directly? Or did King expect someone to follow him and be prepared in advance. All this was to lure him into the bait and wait for him to come to him?

The more I thought about it, the more creepy he felt. I watched a group of women surrounding him and staring at him with a fiery look. In this situation, it was like a lamb to be slaughtered, and sweat was constantly coming out. The general wanted to resist, but he didn't dare at all. Not to mention that these women were mysterious female killers, it would be difficult to withstand by just his own strength. If the next door was really a famous king god, then as long as he had any movement, he would definitely die without a burial place.

A few young hair salon girls rarely had a big business in the middle of the night, so they couldn't wait to join in the battle, preparing to give this guy who likes to show off a few more times and charge more money.

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It is just at the same time, about 200 kilometers away from Huahai City.

Chi Baobao landed on the ground with great agility, causing the vulture dagger attacking behind him to fall into the air. At the same time, he pulled out a dagger in time and quickly met in the night. As the dagger was swung, a trace of silver light jumped out, like a hazy light wandering around, making a low and deadly sound of breaking through the air.

Ding Ding ~

Both of them are not weak. Even when they are in the dark, they can instinctively attack and defense against the changes in the airflow breath with their keen sense. The daggers and daggers pass by each other, splashing sparks. The battle in the dark night seems plain, but in fact it is extremely dangerous and domineering. If you are not careful, blood will splatter five steps and the corpse will appear on the spot.

The two men's figures intersect from time to time and circled each other.

The vulture has an advantage. In terms of body shape, it is strong and must be strong, and it is better than Chi Baby, especially when it is good at fighting in the jungle and is proficient in the fight of special forces daggers. However, more than ten seconds passed, and he let the daggers play in a superb way, cutting, stabbing, and squeezing, and killing the woman, but he still failed to succeed.

Not only did Chi Baby respond with ease, he could also fight back from time to time. Before he knew it, he gradually took the initiative in the battle. With this alone, the vulture was extremely surprised and thought to himself when the drug-killing women in China were so powerful? And the night jungle battle that he was best at could not take the other party? For a moment, his heart became more anxious and impetuous.

Here, hundreds of meters away from the roadside, you can still hear the sound of gunfire. The sound of propellers of the helicopter seemed to be hovering in the sky. Such sounds mixed together made him feel like a war was at the city and a disaster was coming.

The more impetuous he was, the calmer Chi Baobao became. Although the battlefield at this moment was not the area she was most familiar with, her strength has been improving by leaps and bounds in the past six months. She was no longer the same as the former head wolf Li Yifeng, who was facing the wolf on the border.

She often fights with the top, and she has developed a silent and cold temperament of a master. Although the vulture is fierce and powerful, it is still far from the same as the Venom, Dark Judgment and others. He is even far from the Dark Judgment that he killed.

How could such an opponent bring psychological pressure to her? Moreover, she has taken the right to do so, but the opponent is a criminal who is fleeing in a panic. The psychological feelings between the two sides are completely different.

"Ding Ding~"

The sound of the dagger collision became more and more rapid, and several wolf dogs were already yelling from afar. Zhao showed that the vulture was already at a loss and was anxious. At this moment, when Chi Baby was moving, she suddenly stepped on the empty foot. Soon, her slender body lost her balance while staggering, and shook for a while.

When masters fight, they often have a slight difference and a thousand miles of mistakes. The vulture's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to stab the dagger in her chest with his backhand. As long as he successfully kills, even if he severely damages this entangled female policewoman, he can with many years of experience in jungle combat, he can retreat calmly and plan for funeral.

Unfortunately, he was restless and uneasy, but he did not realize that this was a trap set by Chi Baby, pretending to reveal flaws. Chi Baby's soft and agile body twisted in a way that ordinary people could not do, and his hands locked his arms like a cross.

After twisting hard, the vulture screamed in pain, the dagger fell to the ground. The shoulder of the fragrant body retreated and shrank backwards, like a strong bow full of strings. Xuan'er suddenly ejected away. Chi Baobao's shoulder held the power of his body and hit his chest hard.

With a muffled sound of "dong", the strong vulture, the strong man with a hundred or dozens of kilograms, flew backwards and hit a tree, even the tree was trembling a little.

"Be honest, otherwise you will be killed." Chi Baobao rushed over with a dagger and put it on his neck. His eyes were cold and calm, as if it was a matter of course for her to defeat such a master.

"Cough cough~ Beauty, you won." The vulture coughed twice, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth: "But you can't get any information from my mouth." Suddenly, his face turned pale, and he vomited black blood and white foam in a moment, showing a smile that was unyielding. After just a few minutes, he had no breathing without any accident.

Taking poison to commit suicide? Chi Baobao turned his eyes to the vulture. Suddenly, thinking about the attack on his sister-in-law's house that day, he hurriedly cut open his sleeve.

Sure enough, with the hazy moonlight, a lush wolf head appeared vividly.
Chapter completed!