Chapter 1009 Mansha

"Mansha..."

Looking at the slim figure, leaning on the wall with one hand, bending over and vomiting in pain, Ye Tian frowned slightly and called out her name. Thinking of the girl's tragic death in her previous life, his heart ached. For a moment, I couldn't help but sigh.

Mansha had only been out for four or five minutes when the retro solid wood door of the bar was pushed open with a creak, and seven or eight tough men in black suits filed out. These people's eyes were fierce and steady, and their postures were small, but They moved very quickly, carefully divided into two rows, and stood at the door meticulously.

A man in his early forties, wearing a neat white suit, walked out. Two rows of men in black suits bowed in unison, neatly and neatly.

A shiny silver Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the door. He glanced at the white suit and accidentally saw Mansha in the corner. A scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head and got into the Mercedes-Benz. The black suit entered the back. A black car, the two cars quickly disappeared into the night.

Naturally, these did not escape Ye Tian's eyes. The moment he saw these people, he said "Hey" in surprise, "These people are cultivators! That white suit is actually an earthly immortal!"

Ye Tian looked at Mansha, who was drunk and hazy, with her back leaning against the wall and her head drooped. He was confused, "When the white suit looked at Mansha just now, the expression he showed was that he knew her. It's very possible that Mansha knew her." The drunkenness has something to do with him, is Mansha also a practitioner? "

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, unable to distinguish the breath of cultivators. He was always in a different world from them, and his understanding of Mansha was also limited.

Only now did he realize that Mansha was not simple.

Mansha staggered on the brightly lit street, bustling with people. Countless men were attracted by Mansha's unique and alluring temperament, and couldn't help but put their eyes on this innocent but sexy woman. Some men even His wife or girlfriend was beside him, and they couldn't help but move their heads along with Mansha.

When Mansha saw the men's passionate gazes, a wanton smile appeared on her delicate white face. Not only did she not care, but she deliberately teased them with her charming smile and charming eyes.

There was a gentle man with eyes on the road. After seeing Mansha, he swallowed his saliva. His eyes seemed to have taken root on her. Mansha smiled and hooked him with her finger. "Do you like me? If you like me, just come." !”

The man's face suddenly turned red, as if his blood was welling up, and he walked over boldly. Mansha raised her arm to hook his chin. The man suddenly saw a tattoo exposed on Mansha's raised arm. He was frightened. He drew his head back.

Mansha laughed and said, "Are you afraid?"

The man stood there stunned, not daring to move. He knew that this was not a woman he could get his hands on.

Mansha's face turned cold, she slapped the man on the face, and shouted: "Get out of here if you don't dare!"

The man didn't dare to say a word, and ran away without a trace.

Mansha laughed loudly, taking it as a joke.

Ye Tian felt a little uncomfortable.

He knew very well that Mansha had this kind of character, but she was not dissolute. During the spring night between him and Mansha in his previous life, Mansha was still innocent, which surprised Ye Tian at that time.

Ye Tian quietly followed Mansha. With a sweep of his mind, he found that Mansha didn't have the aura of a cultivator. Thinking of the white suit, he couldn't help but feel a little strange. Generally, cultivators rarely have anything to do with ordinary people. of intersection.

After Ye Tian had a relationship with Mansha in his previous life, they met twice more. The first time was more than two months later, in a cafe in Chinatown, when Mansha told him that she was pregnant. The second time was more than a month later in the morgue. Mansha's pale body lay there, covered with knife wounds.

Ye Tian looked at the photos of the death scene. When Mansha died, there were more than 20 various knives inserted into her upper body, including fruit knives, daggers, table knives, etc. There were four or five knives on her slightly bulging abdomen.

"You and I are not yet finished. I will not let the same tragedy happen again in this life."

Just as he was thinking of this, several gangsters dressed in shabby clothes broke into Ye Tian's sight.

Four or five gangsters slanted their shoulders and did not hide the greed and desire in their eyes. They followed Mansha laughing and pointed at her.

Seeing a few gangsters, Ye Tian felt even more strange, "These people obviously dressed up like this on purpose, because they are also cultivators, and their cultivation is quite good. They are masters of transformation. What do they have?" Purpose?"

In Ye Tian's view, Transformation Realm is nothing, but in the eyes of ordinary people, he is a god-like figure.

Ye Tian was even more worried about Mansha. He followed her and turned out of a remote street. The lights were already dim. Mansha walked into a park in front. Under the cover of a large number of banyan trees, the park was even darker, almost There was no one in sight, only the night wind was quiet.

At a corner in the park, a few gangsters took a few steps forward and stopped in front of Mansha with a grin.

"Miss Mansha, the night is so sultry, why don't you accompany us, don't let the scene in front of you disappoint."

With a sneer on her face, Mansha didn't feel the slightest fear from them. She mocked, "Oh, a pile of stinking shit!"

The gangster immediately became furious, "You bitch, you went to the bar and drank thirty bottles of beer just to meet Maren, but all you got in exchange was a humiliation. You're like a drowned dog. You're trying to show off your image as a pretty girl here."

Ye Tian listened and naturally knew that the Ma Lun they were talking about was the man in the white suit in the bar. This person should have a higher status.

The gangster's sarcastic voice sounded, "You might as well serve our brothers. When we are happy, if you ask for anything, we may help you. Don't ask that arrogant Maren again."

Mansha licked her lips with her tongue, and her flaming red lips revealed a dazzling smile. Even if she was disdainful, she still looked so sexy.

"Help me? You're lying to a three-year-old! Since you know about my meeting with Maren tonight, you must be here to take my life."

The smiles on the faces of the gangsters faded, "Mansha, you did guess the truth, you are a smart person."

"You must be from the Kang family. You seem to be very good at playing these tricks. I met Malen tonight, but then he died inexplicably. You did some tricks on my body to make it look like Malen killed me. It seems that if this matter is not handled properly, it will provoke an internal fight between the Xiao family and the Ma family, and you, the Kang family, will reap the benefits and even kill two birds with one stone. "

The gangster spread his hands and said, "That's right. Who made you the Xiao family's default daughter-in-law? If you die, the Xiao family will not give up with the Ma family for the sake of face. A big fight is inevitable. But what if you know? Well, you still can't change anything. Your tragedy is that you are in the world of cultivation, but you are a waste without cultivation. Hey, you will definitely die tonight..." He said with a look of color, "Tsk, tsk, what a pity. You are such a beauty.”