Vanishing+Angel

Long Shengquan entered the building alone. The inside of the building was not as dilapidated as the outside, and it was still quite well-organized.

Long Shengquan walked up slowly from the first floor, and saw a few people with guns and knives looking at him, obviously looking like a gangster.

Long Shengquan snorted coldly, how could such a three-legged cat social gangster be in any serious danger.

But when he reached the 4th floor, he was almost devastated.

The 5 people were shiny with oil, all of them were strong and strong men, all of them had super muscles, and there was no smile on their evil faces. When they saw Long Shengquan's visit, they all slowly approached him.

Long Shengquan suddenly remembered what his sister said before: "Out of 10 muscular men, 5 are base, and I still feel very proud of myself." 'It's a coincidence that there are 5 people.

"Yo, this little brother is good-looking." A person reached out to touch Long Shengquan's face, Long Shengquan instinctively punched him backhand, he turned his head to the side and sneered Houlong Shengquan was subdued.

"Little brother, you are really the king of Manchuria, you are just a little bastard of three religions." The beaten man twisted his neck, and just about to raise his hand to hit Long Shengquan in the face, but was thrown from the fifth floor Dan took a step back in fright.

Feng Jiu popped her head and said, "Hey, don't attack my man, or he will pull it out next time."

"Tsk, this rubbish." Several people let go of Long Shengquan, and Long Shengquan asked curiously, "Why are you so afraid of Feng Jiu?"

"Because the King of Manchuria likes him." One of them picked up the bomb/bomb and threw it out of the window.

With a loud noise, Long Shengquan frowned.

"But Feng Jiu has to fulfill his wish before he is willing to hand himself over to the King of Manchuria." The other person smiled, patted Long Shengquan's butt/butt and said funnyly: "Probably because he gave his virginity to the King of Manchuria." You?" Several people roared with laughter.

"Ah?" Long Shengquan frowned, this trash has already done that indescribable thing to him, is he still a virgin?

"Is that so? Isn't it true that the man whom the King of Manchuria likes must have a bloody smell?" One of the burly men with inch hair was sitting on the side, knocking on the melon seeds, a little surprised.

Hearing this, Long Shengquan's brows tightened even more. If this is really the case, then someone must die today.

Long Shengquan quickened his pace and walked up to the sixth floor. In addition to the unexpectedly clean and bright hall, there was also the out of place antique furniture.

"Oh, look, who is this person." Feng Jiu opened her clothes and pulled up the rope on the side, and Shuo Lei was hanging on the other end of the rope.

The head of Shuo Lei who was kneeling on the ground was forcibly pulled up by the rope, his bruised face was really pitiful.

"Quick... Zu." No one could hear the syllables coming out of Shuo Lei's swollen mouth.

Long Shengquan frowned and glanced at Shuo Lei, then shook his head and asked Feng Jiu, "What do you want?"

"Hmm~ I want to hug you." Feng Jiu raised an eyebrow and looked at Long Shengquan in a funny way.

Long Shengquan nodded and waited for him with open arms.

Feng Jiu seemed to be amused by Long Shengquan's behavior, he laughed and turned his back on his back, then propped himself up from the bed, withdrew his smile and said sinisterly, "I'm talking about hugging, you should understand."

Long Shengquan lowered his head slightly, and shot Shuo Lei who was kneeling on the ground from the corner of his eyes.

Feng Jiu looked at Shuo Lei following his eyes, and said with a smile: "That's right~ I'm going to be in front of him! Defile everything about you!" After speaking, Feng Jiu got up from the bed and stopped Long Shengquan waist.

"Rough forest! Buddha's search!" Shuo Lei hurriedly yelled on the ground, Feng Jiu passed by him and kicked him again, and said disgustedly: "Shut up and you, watch carefully."

Afterwards, he threw Long Shengquan on the bed, smiled rudely and tore his clothes, Long Shengquan frowned and just wanted to resist, Feng Jiu pulled the rope and said softly: "Be obedient, otherwise His neck is going to split."

Long Shengquan could only lie flat on the bed and let him do whatever he wanted.

Feng Jiu inhaled the fragrance of Long Shengquan's body like a baby, and the tears that fell from the corners of Long Shengquan's eyes were deeply engraved into Shuo Lei's heart.

Shuo Lei was bound and kneeling on the ground screaming.

Long Shengquan finally frowned and closed his eyes.

Seeing Feng Jiu sneering at himself, shaking his body regularly, Shuo Lei yelled again and again, until his throat was hoarse and weak.

But every no-no seems to be encouraging Feng Jiu, cheering for him.

"The farce should be over!" Zero's voice recalled from behind, Feng Jiu stopped her movements and looked back inexplicably.

"How did you get here?" Feng Jiu frowned, a little confused, because based on his understanding of the King of Manchuria, his formation of troops was not something anyone could break through.

"I brought them up." A gentle and lazy voice came up slowly from the stairs behind Ling along with the sound of footsteps.

A man with medium-length hair smiled slightly, walked to a chair beside him, sat down talking to himself, opened a box of cakes, and ate them in a good mood.

"The King of Manchuria...you." Feng Jiu didn't understand his inexplicable intentions, but he didn't want to leave Long Shengquan either.

Long Shengquan glanced at Zero with tears in his eyes. At this moment, Long Shenghai also ran all the way to the 6th floor. Seeing his brother's embarrassed appearance, he couldn't help showing a Shura-like expression.

The first time Feng Jiu saw Long Shenghai was dumbfounded, he suddenly pulled away from Long Shengquan's body and involuntarily pulled the clothes aside to cover his important parts, then retreated steadily with trembling body.

Ling tilted his head and didn't quite understand why Feng Jiu was so scared, but Long Shengquan snorted coldly on the bed and then yelled in tears: "Sister! He bullied me!"

In the next second, Long Shenghai flashed to Feng Jiu's side in an instant, grabbed his neckline that was originally bare/breasted/exposed/breasted, and said viciously with a resentful and ghostly expression: "Brat!"

After speaking, he punched Feng Jiu on the cheek fiercely, and after Feng Jiu's face was turned sideways, the next mournful howl resounding through the sky rose from his mouth.

Long Shenghai pinched Feng Jiu's fatal spot tightly, just like Long Shengquan did when he was 3 years old.

When the flowers fell that year, Feng Jiu, who was also 3 years old, followed Feng Chu to Longyan Pavilion to bid farewell to Grandpa Long’s first wife, who was also the grandma of the third sibling of the Long family. At that funeral, Feng Jiu kept mischievous Running around, the Long family also said with a smile: "Naughty children are very smart."

At that time, 3-year-old Long Shengquan seriously wanted to go to the bathroom, Feng Jiu followed him to the bathroom out of curiosity, and saw Long Shengquan climbing up the toilet with a serious face and obediently peeing, Feng Jiu laughed at him: "You boy, why do you pee on the toilet! That's only a girl's behavior! Hahahaha!"

Then he ran out with a smile and shouted loudly: "Long Shengquan is a little girl! Shame!"

Long Shengquan, who was so angry that he burst into tears, not only pissed his pants on, but also cried and wiped his tears all the way back from the corridor, and coincidentally ran into Long Shenghai who was about to go to the bathroom.

Feng Jiu yelled and slammed into Long Shenghai's arms, and Long Shenghai looked at Long Shengquan behind him, crying with snot on his face and babbling: "Sister! He bullied Me! He bullied me!"

How could Long Shenghai, who had been doting on his younger brother since he was a child, see his dearest baby crying like that, grabbed Feng Jiu by the collar and turned Feng Jiu over, and then viciously pinched the still The lifeblood of Feng Jiu, a child, showed a Shura-like face and said: "Stinky boy!"

From that day on, Long Shenghai became Feng Jiu's nemesis, his Achilles' heel, and the real reason why Feng Jiu dared not have a girlfriend for so long.

But the only people who knew about this matter were Long Shenghai, Long Shengquan and Feng Jiu.

The air in the audience was condensed, and even King Manchuria, who was about to stuff the cake into his mouth, couldn't help shivering, and all the people quietly squeezed their legs, gritted their teeth and looked at the poor man with ugly faces. Feng Jiu.

Tears rolled down Feng Jiu's face, and she didn't even have the strength to scream.

After Long Shenghai threw him on the bed like trash, he said to him with vicious words: "Is my brother something you can play with? Ah! I didn't look for him last time." Settle the score, you hit the muzzle of the gun first!" Long Shenghai looked at Feng Jiu who had lost consciousness and didn't say anything, just took off his long-sleeved coat and put it on Long Shengquan.

"My sister is late, I'm sorry." Long Shenghai looked at Long Shengquan who was already haggard with distress, and reached out to wipe the sweat and tears of gratitude from his forehead.

Long Shengquan shook his head and leaned into his sister's arms, leaning against this powerful body.

Long Shenghai changed his face again in a second, from being gentle to not letting strangers in. He looked at Shuo Lei who was kneeling on the ground and said, "Didn't you say you would protect the saint?" Quan! This is your promise!"

Shuo Lei was shocked by the roar and lowered his head.

The King of Manchuria couldn't see it from the side, but frowned and asked, "How long do you want to stay with me? Do you want to stay until the New Year? I still have a lot to do." After that, he fed a mouthful of cake into the own mouth.

"Thank you..." Ling squinted his eyes, looked up and down at this manchurian king who looked so fresh and refined, he didn't look like a villain at all, "However, we need to take Feng Jiu away." He asked tentatively, Although there was no hope at first, as long as Long Shengquan and the others retreated with Feng Jiu as a sacrifice, it was completely possible.

"Please." King Manchuria took another bite of the cake and pointed at Feng Jiu, who had passed out, with a fork.

This is something that few people present did not expect. This Manchurian king is so talkative?

Long Shengquan frowned, and asked in an incomprehensible voice, "Isn't he... the one you like?"

The King of Manchuria looked at his half-eaten white cheesecake, and suddenly sneered: "It was a few hours ago, but it is not now. Moreover, the only way for the loser here is to become a corpse."

He said it casually, but the aura he exuded made Zero feel that this person was not easy to mess with.

Ling didn't say anything more, he untied Shuo Lei, carried Feng Jiu on his back, and signaled Long Shenghai to leave.

Long Shenghai helped Long Shengquan to walk towards the stairs. Long Shengquan looked back at the carefree Manchurian King, only to find that the cake box was bought by Liu Wei, whom he bumped into earlier today.

Because the box of this cake has Xuan written in a golden pen.