Fang Zhengqiang said calmly: "Dangerous criminals dare to break the shackles. He didn't put down his knife and surrender?"

Luo Qingxin circled the dagger around his fingertips, and a ball of white light flashed through his lips, and said, "Do you know why the evil dog in your yard is so gentle?"

Fang Zheng's heart sank, and a ghost-like expression appeared on his face.

Luo Qingxin kindly answered the doubts: "Because I have pulled out all their teeth!"

"You, have you been to my residence?" Fang Zheng was shocked and almost couldn't say anything.

He was even more difficult to understand. The door was locked tightly. How did she come here?

However, seeing the shackles on the ground, he silently swallowed the problem. He understood that Liu Qi did not lie, and what he was pointing out was true. This girl was not as simple as she saw on the surface, but she was deceived by her delicate little appearance.

Fang Zheng twitched, his face turned pale, and his teeth fought and said, "What do you want to do?"

Fang Zheng, known as the King of Hell, is now like a dead dog with a tendon.

Luo Qingxin snorted: "How dare you call yourself the King of Hell like this?"

Fang Zheng leaned on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Luo Qingxin's eyes flashed past the soft couch, with a pale white light on it. Her eyes were cold and her voice was like ice chips: "Did they beg you like this at the beginning? You took their bodies and even peeled off their skin. At that time, did you ever think about who to spare?"

Fang Zheng suddenly jumped up from the ground, and a silver-white light flashed in his hand, stabbing Luo Qingxin's neck fiercely.

It was a dagger he hid under the soft couch, seven inches long, blowing hair and cutting gold and jade.

Although he was extremely vicious, perverted and enjoyed killing, his skills were very ordinary. But he was sinister and vicious. Seeing that Luo Qingxin could actually remove the shackles and was full of murderous aura, he guessed that he probably couldn't beat him, half was really surprised and scared, and half was pretending, just for a blow at this moment.

Luo Qingxin turned his body slightly and kicked it out.

Fang Zheng's body fell to the ground like a dead dog again, screaming from his mouth, and the dagger also fell to the ground.

Luo Qingxin took two steps first, hooked and raised his feet, and hooked it in his hand.

The dagger was like a pool of moonlight flowing, with cold light shining and air conditioning. It was indeed a good thing. She played with it in her hand, and suddenly made a move like lightning. Fang Zheng couldn't even scream, so his hands and feet were cut off and he immediately collapsed on the ground.

He cut off countless people's tendons and ignored the blood on the ground, but this time, when it was his blood flowing on the ground, he realized how painful it was!

In Fang Zheng's fearful eyes, Luo Qingxin curled her lips and smiled. She found the dagger under the soft couch, ignored Fang Zheng who was lying there, and turned around and went out.

Fang Zheng originally thought he would die, but he didn't expect to be seriously injured, but he couldn't help but tremble again when he thought of the girl's cold and murderous eyes.

There were not a hundred young girls who were played with to death by him, but he had never seen such a terrible look.

He fought a cold war smartly, but he quickly came to his senses. No, he had to go out quickly and ask someone to surround the prison and hold the woman.

At this time, he didn't care about the pain and wriggled towards the door like a bug.
Chapter completed!