Ultimate Assassin System

The 24-hour working mode of the terminal has created the prosperity of Nangang and also affected the lifestyle of Nangang people. For those who like to live a rich nightlife, Nangang is really a good place. Beast fighting, gambling, fine wine, beauties... as long as you can afford it, you can enjoy everything here.

Gradually, Nangang became a city that never sleeps.

At the end of Shilong Avenue, near the pier. The dimly colored illuminated crystal pillars worked hard to illuminate this section of the road.

Below these lampposts, some scantily clad women stood in twos and threes.

It's late autumn and it's close to the Rhineau, so the nights are very humid. So these women are constantly clapping their hands or rubbing their white thighs to keep warm.

But as soon as someone passes by, they will quickly burst into a spring-like smile, posing seductive curves enchantingly, and calling out in a delicate voice.

Once any passer-by hesitates, they will immediately stick their soft and delicate bodies, and after whispering to the passerby for a while, a business deal will be completed in ten percent.

They call themselves nightingales, and of course if someone calls them whores, they won't fight back.

Handsome, my service is very good!

Brother, look at my sister's chest, isn't it big!

...

All kinds of seductive sounds of warblers and swallows came up again, but it was because of a young man walking slowly from a distance.

Ordinary face, with pale cheeks, as if recovering from a serious illness. The only distinctive feature is the narrow and long eyes, which are frowning at this time, making them look a bit attractive.

Of course, whether she looks good or not has little to do with Nightingale. At most, when serving, the mood will be happier.

Seemingly stunned by these coquettish shouts, the young man stopped and looked around.

There is a door. All the nightingales cried out inwardly, and quickly surrounded them.

Little brother, choose my sister, my sister's breasts are really big, if you don't believe me touch it... The young man's hand was picked up and stuffed into a plump mass.

Handsome guy, don't trust her. Her place has collapsed, and the hand feel is not as elastic as mine. If you don't believe me, compare yourself... The other hand of the young man was grabbed, and it was also stuffed into a soft mass.

Choose me...choose me...

...

Stop! The young man finally pulled his hand back and pointed casually: I choose her.

The nightingales turned their heads, and a woman in a short skirt who was squeezed into the outer circle looked at the finger pointing at her in surprise.

Hush... The nightingales hissed in disappointment, and dispersed. After all, the person has already been chosen, so there is no point in entanglement.

What kind of vision, I don't choose such a big breast.

Tch, men want women, not cows. They are younger than you.

My old lady was young too. Besides, it's not the same after turning off the lights...

...

The young man wiped his forehead and said in a low voice, I'll go, killing someone is not so stressful.

What? The woman who was chosen by luck posted it.

Uh, it's nothing. The young man felt a headache looking at the woman on his body, what should he do?

Handsome, which service do you want to choose?

Serve?

Well, there are two kinds of one time and one night.

Uh... The young man stared blankly at the woman beside him, her face was still pretty, and the peaks and peaks on her chest were moderate, and she could feel the softness and elasticity when she pressed it against her forearm. What attracted the most attention was her slender legs, which was probably what she was most satisfied with, so she only came out in a short skirt on a cold day.

Well, the old butler said that going to bed can relieve stress, do you want to try it...

That's right, this young man was none other than Tang En. After sending off the bad gambler and leaving, he couldn't help but started to retch.

Tang En originally thought that after experiencing what happened to York, he would become stronger. But he didn't expect that wiping one's throat with a dagger and shooting with a crossbow are completely two different concepts.

The feeling of obliterating a life with his own hands made him very uncomfortable.

Bao Ye. Tang En spat out a slightly dry voice.

This answer obviously made the long-legged woman very excited. You must know that the price of a night package is three times more expensive than doing it once, but not all men can do it more than three times, so there are really not many people who choose a night package. The long-legged woman was delighted at the thought that she would not have to suffer from the cold like her sisters for a night.

I know where there is a hotel, let's go.

...

Taking the key from the innkeeper's ambiguous eyes, Tang En and the long-legged woman entered the room.

There are some simple furniture in the room, and the wine-red lighting is very ambiguous, as if a layer of wine-red gauze has been draped over the room.

This kind of room... Reminiscent of the look in the hotel owner's eyes just now, Tang En knew that the long-legged woman had something to do with this store, probably to bring customers and earn some commission.

Regarding this, Tang En didn't mind, after all, he lived wherever he lived.

But this burgundy color made Tang En frown a little, which reminded him of blood.

Seeing Tang En standing at the entrance without moving, the woman asked, What's wrong?

Tang En took a deep breath and let out a long breath: It's nothing.

Then shall we begin?

Uh... why don't you take a shower first.

The woman shrugged: Okay.

Tang En is now more and more curious about magic and alchemy. A fiery red spar, shake it a few times, and then throw it into the water. After a few minutes, the water in the bucket is heated. This is much more reliable than any solar water heater.

After taking a shower, the two got into bed.

First time? When the woman rubbed against Tang En with her slender calf, she found that his body was a little stiff.

Uh...how could it be. Tang En touched his nose: What's your name?

Tang En had naturally done such things as going to bed. His previous girlfriend was still of the unrestrained type. But it was really his first time to pack the night.

Lena.

It's a very common name, one similar to Xiaohong Xiaoli in this world.

Lina kissed Tang En's face lightly, winked seductively, stood up, and immediately saw his white and slender thighs in full view.

She bit her red lip, twisted her body, stretched her hands to the hem of her underwear, and slowly rolled it up...

Fair skin, firm abdomen, fullness of half crescent...

Gudong, Tang En swallowed involuntarily.

Finally, Lina lifted her hands violently, and the cherry blossoms were happy together. Trembling like two wintersweet standing proudly in the wind on the crystal snow.

Lina rubbed the plump with one hand, squeezing the softness. One hand raised its index finger and hooked Tang En...

Fuck... Uncle can bear this kind of situation, but aunt can't bear it...

With a roar, Tang En jumped up from the bed and threw Lina down.

Hmm... ah... It seemed to be overwhelmed, and it seemed to be driven by temptation. The red lips parted slightly and let out a moan.

Tang En immediately used Wuzhi Mountain to measure the crystal-clear snow field, and it was of a moderate size, which could be grasped. Leaning over and kissing lightly, a plum blossom is planted, leaving a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

Giggle... Lina seemed to be ticklish, hugged Tang En's head, and smiled softly.

With a trembling body, under the wine-red light, the wintersweet is as red as... blood?

Shit, this nasty light...

Dunn buried his head in Lina's snow, while reaching out his hand to fumble for the switch of the lighting crystal.

Click, the button is tapped.

ah……

Um!

Screams and muffled groans sounded almost at the same time, and then disappeared briefly.

In the room, the wine-red lights flickered, reflecting around the room, like layers of red waves rolling, quite psychedelic. But in Tang En's eyes, this is clearly a wave of blood...

Fack (***)!!!\

,"Tang En carefully put his fingers under Lina's nose and neck, and heaved a sigh of relief for a moment.

Then, with a livid face, Tang En took the crystal lamp by the bedside.

It is designed in the style of a desk lamp, but the light bulb is replaced with a crystal that looks like it has been filled with a glass of red wine. The chassis below has three buttons.

Click, the flickering wine red light disappeared, and the room was dark.

Bada, the still wine red light.

Batt, the wine-red light began to flicker non-stop, and with the tumbling of the red liquid in the crystal, various romantic wave effects were created in the room.

Damn alchemy!, looking at Lina who was motionless on the bed, Tang En cursed fiercely.

Just now he pressed the flashing light button by mistake, and there was a wave of blood in front of him. He raised his hand intentionally, pinched it under Lina's ear, and pinched Lina unconscious.

Judging from this meaningful reaction, Tang En's recent hard training is still very commendable.

But looking at his own hand, he now only has fear in his heart. If he pinched Lina's throat just now...

Huh... Shaking his head, Tang En pulled up the quilt and covered Lina's body.

Dragging a chair, Tang En secretly called the killer system.

The space has returned to the original hall, but there is a towering tree in the center of the hall, on which is the old butler's exquisite wooden house.

Hey, why are you here at this time? The old housekeeper obviously did not expect Tang En to come, and walked out of the wooden house in his nightgown.

Tang En looked at the old butler's attire in surprise: Old butler, do you need a rest too?

Nonsense, what else. Do you think I'm an intelligent npc?

Uh, isn't it... you are?

You don't need to know now. The old housekeeper glanced at Tang En suspiciously: Second shot?

Fuck...Laozi used to be nicknamed One Night Nine Times Lang, and he didn't get out of bed until dawn. I can shoot in seconds? Tang En categorically denied the old housekeeper's malicious slander.

Sorry, but I can't think of any other reason.

It's just a small incident, just now... Tang En decided to tell this embarrassing thing in contrast to the nickname Shot Shooter on his back.

After finishing speaking, Tang En held his head and mumbled, I can't imagine what would happen if I really killed Lina?

The old butler: This is still a psychological problem. I can't help you. But if your strength is so strong that you can send and receive freely, this situation will not happen.

That's it...

The old butler: Okay, I'm going to rest. What are you going to do tonight?

Of course I'm staying with you for a night, don't worry, I won't think your bed is too hard...

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