My Sister is Fuji

Or punching for that girl?

The little hooligan can only think of so much, looking around, there are no cameras in this alley.Staring at Zhixi, bewildered by her charm, she gradually became angry, gradually lost her mind, and simply kept doing nothing, and raped this coquettish woman here!

Anyway, she is just a weak woman, just to show her the majesty of a man!

The little hooligan stepped forward with a grin.

Zhixi smiled and said, "Can I ask you a favor?"

The little rascal stopped in his tracks, and thought, "The sound is really nice." He asked, "What's the matter?" He stared at Zhixi and thought, "It's so beautiful, such a beautiful voice, how gentle it is to wake up." Evil thoughts arose in his heart , the eyes are red.

"Is it okay to put your right hand on the wall?"

"So?" The little hooligan put his right hand on the wall, and Zhixi gently pressed the back of the little hooligan's hand: "Relax."

The little rascal felt refreshed, and relaxed his right hand, when he heard Zhixi say, "There's a blue scorpion."

"Why, isn't it cool!" the little hooligan said triumphantly, not paying attention to the pointed nails and hammer that Zhixi took out from the side.

Zhixi put the nail on the back of the little hooligan's hand, and aimed the hammer down with all his might!

"what--!!"

The little hooligan was caught off guard, tearing and roaring in pain, Hongyan pushed Zhixi away, and his right hand wanted to tear off the nail.

But even if the pounding wasn't deep, just a slight pull, the little rascal howled in grief and didn't dare to pull any more, sweating profusely: "You!" He shouted with red eyes, "Stinky bitch, I'm going to fuck you to death!"

Zhixi didn't care, but smiled happily. Holding the hammer, ignoring the struggling and screaming little hooligan, he hammered a few times, completely nailing the nail on the little hooligan's palm to the wall.

Zhixi looked at the back of the little rascal's right hand, and said softly, "The scorpion is gone." Another slamming blow, bloody and bloody.

The little hooligan cried and howled, with tears and snot running down his nose.

Seeing his miserable state, Zhixi felt an inexplicable pleasure.But this pleasure didn't last long. Seeing the little hooligan gradually give up struggling, he felt dissatisfied: "I haven't played enough!"

Give him some hope before destroying him!

Zhixi thought so, and noticed that the cards that the little hooligan dropped on the ground were stained with blood.

Have it.

Zhixi smiled charmingly at the little hooligan: "How about playing a game with you. If you win, I can satisfy any of your requirements."

The little hooligan raised his head and stared at Zhixi's beautiful face: "Any request?" He didn't ask how he lost, but stared at Zhixi stupidly, and asked repeatedly: "Any request?"

"As you like." Zhixi said.

The little hooligan's eyes turned red, and he said frantically, "How to play!"

Zhixi took the cards and said, "I'm not very good at playing cards, so I'll simply draw the ghost cards. There are three cards, one of which is a king; I'll give you two chances, as long as you draw the king, you'll win. If you don’t get the chance, even you lose.”

The little hooligan asked tremblingly, "Really, anything is fine?"

"I don't like long-winded words." Zhixi took out a card.

The little hooligan was ecstatic: "Idiot, the back of this card has my marks on it, I'm sure I'll win!"

Zhixi took out three cards and showed them to the hooligan, namely King, J of Diamonds, and A of Diamonds, and threw the rest of the cards aside.

The little hooligan suppressed the excitement in his heart and said, "Then come on!"

"Come on."

The unexpected happened to the little hooligan.

Zhixi stacked the three cards together, exposing only a small gap between the front and back, and not showing the back of the cards.

What, what's going on!Does she know the secret of my card?

The little rascal panicked and wanted to scold his mother, so calm down!

Pretending to be weak, he squatted down and said like a candle in the wind: "Bring more cards, I don't have the strength."

Zhixi brought the cards over, and the little hooligan thought in a panic: "What should I do? I still can't see the pattern on the back. Can I just gamble? What if I lose?" Looking at his cousin behind him, he thought : "She should be dead, will I die if I lose..." He gasped nervously, heavy as lead.

"She's not dead, it's just that she can't speak anymore." Zhixi saw through the little hooligan's thoughts at a glance, and said to the little hooligan whose face became ugly: "Suck it!"

Three cards, two chances, how could I be so bad, I can't draw it!

The little hooligan pointed his hands up and down, breathing heavily, and hesitantly planned to make a choice when he suddenly heard Zhixi say, "The first one is the king."

The little hooligan froze his hands: "What do you mean?"

Zhixi was just laughing.

The little rascal who was hesitant in the past, now has a more difficult choice.

What should I do, which one to draw?

Is what she said true, or false?

It's her psychological tactics, calm down!

The little rascal is not breathing well and she is affecting me.You know, this is not rock-paper-scissors.Two chances, three cards, I've got it!

"I don't believe it, draw a second card!" The little hooligan pointed to the second card.

Zhixi took out the second card, which was a J.