Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

The girl's gray-blue pupils showed genuine concern.

Her existence was probably the few warmth the original owner had in the dark place of West Street. Unfortunately, it was still not enough to shake the original owner Qiao's desire for power. So later on, Qiao had more and more lovers and his character became more and more irritable. , the relationship between Hailey and her also dropped to a freezing point.

Even so, Haili never thought of betraying her and chose to die with her.

The flower of love that blooms in the darkness will stay together even if we fall into hell.

Song Qiao knew part of the future, and because he knew it, he was touched. To her, Joe was not a stranger like other bodies that predators randomly dropped into. Joe is her split soul, another part of her life in a different world.

So she can empathize more and understand what Joe is doing.

No one taught her how to love. The first thing she learned in this world was to hurt others.

Thinking of this, Song Qiao raised his hand and rubbed Haili's head with a gentle look, "I'm fine. Let's go over there and rest for a while."

Hailey was a little stunned. This was the first time she had seen Joe look so gentle. They had known each other for many years, and Joe had always been cold, like ice that would never melt. Even if they occasionally slept together, she would She never felt a moment of warmth from Joe, just serving as a human pillow.

But she still chased Qiao's footsteps. The girl didn't know why. Maybe it was the love people said? Or maybe it's a strong-willed mentality.

"Okay." Hailey responded, slowly walked over to Pansai and sat down.

The living room suddenly became quiet, and the silence did not last long. After everyone arrived, Song Qiao asked Ghosn to open the door and let them in.

Dozens of men and women walked into the living room. After everyone entered, the metal door slowly closed.

The smell of blood was still there. They looked at Ghosn kneeling behind Song Qiao, and the original noisy voices gradually disappeared.

"Fuck! Boss! Why are you injured!" The most loyal and reckless leader of the battle hall shouted in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

The rest of the people looked at Song Qiao with twinkling eyes and did not speak immediately.

Naturally, they knew Song Qiao, the dog that Ghosn carefully trained and a sharp knife. Once upon a time, they all secretly despised her in their hearts. It was ridiculous that an object dared to think of becoming the chief of the hall.

Song Qiao finally turned her gaze to the group of men and women. She had no intention of distinguishing who was who in the group. She just said coldly in a low voice: "From today on, I am the boss of Black Dog. Whoever agrees, Who objects?"

"Fuck you! Who the hell are you?! I don't know what you did to Boss Ghosn! I advise you to crawl over here immediately!!" A tall man with a fiery personality cursed and glared at Song Qiao. .

Song Qiao did not answer his words, but looked at the others, "No one objects except him, right?"

Seeing that Ghosn remained silent and seemed to acquiesce to what Song Qiao said, they also discovered that Ghosn's glands were broken and his arms were crippled. He was a complete cripple, and his ambitions also grew.

"I don't agree! Where did you come from, Yakuza! It's just a dog! I also want to be the master!" Another man shouted.

Seeing that Song Qiao stopped talking, or perhaps because of the strength of the crowd, more and more people began to curse, and all kinds of offensive words appeared frequently.

Song Qiao frowned slightly and glanced at Haili who was trembling with fear in the corner. He was really bringing up a child.

As she thought, the black silk thread slid down her wrist, and the rich, intoxicating scent of musk and iris filled the entire living room. Except for the betas, the remaining Alphas couldn't help but He fell to his knees, shaking all over.

What happened next was something Haley and Pansey would never forget.

The strange black weapon shuttled like black light, like the sharpest weapon in the world, cutting the body of the person who was screaming just now, or piercing the heart, or harvesting the head, killing them all with one blow.

In the blink of an eye, only a dozen people who had remained silent just now were left. Their faces were pale and their eyes were dull. Amidst the smell of blood that even pheromones could not hide, they knelt on the ground tremblingly, lowering their heads, daring not to look at the station. The devil at the window.

In this dead silence, a suppressed female moan suddenly came out, panting, and looking a little painful. Song Qiao turned around and saw that there was a female Omega among the people kneeling on the ground. In his memory, she seemed to be Mamasang, who was in charge of Ghosn's colored club.

Mamasang is not very beautiful, but very charming. She has thick curly hair, a hip-hugging skirt, and black stockings and high heels. At this time, due to the influence of the pheromones released by Song Qiao, she was lying on the ground in some pain, as if she was fast. A thirsty fish.

The higher the level of pheromones, the greater the impact on the opponent, regardless of AO.

Song Qiao restrained her pheromones and saw that the lady's expression relaxed a little before she continued: "I have never advocated violence. If things can be resolved peacefully, why not?" She curled her lips and showed a crocodile smile.

The living people are usually more fearful than awe, but now they hear these words, they feel a little more fearful. To be able to say such shameless words calmly after killing so many people, this person will not dominate one party in the future. The hero is the lunatic in the mental hospital.

No one believed Song Qiao's truth, and she sighed unhappily. The expensive blanket on the ground was soaked with blood, and when one stepped on it, the soles were stained with blood. Song Qiao walked up to the woman kneeling next to her. She was also the only two women here who were still alive.

Ghosn's secretary, a Beta who is much more beautiful than Omega, has never been used as a tool to win over by Ghosn. It seems that there are many secrets. Ghosn raised her, but did not trust her or trust her. But he didn't kill her.

In a crisis in the future, he cooperated with the original owner, successfully helped the original owner get out of the crisis and then disappeared, until the original owner died and never appeared again.

Song Qiao bent down and gently held the woman's chin with his well-joined fingers, forcing the woman to raise her head and look at him.

In those dark green pupils, Song Qiao saw no fear or disgust, only complete calm.

The skin on the fingertips is delicate and smooth, like fine mutton-fat jade. Song Qiao has already discovered that most people in this world have Western bones and Eastern skin, and the color of their pupils is also different from that of people on Earth. So once the facial features are beautiful, With the colored pupils, she is extraordinarily charming and seductive.

Song Qiao was a little stunned at this moment. She was already used to seeing beauties, but she was still interested in the stunning beauties from different worlds and cultural backgrounds.

This is probably the only shortcoming of Yangou.

Without her realizing it, her fingertips lightly scratched the beauty's chin. This teasing movement made the beauty's eyes change instantly.

"What's your name?" Song Qiao asked in a low voice, feeling that he was really possessed by a villain at this moment, and that he would rob a civilian girl the next second.

"Xia." The beauty's voice is also very pleasant. As expected, the peerless beauty has basically no shortcomings.