Chapter 1577 Killing (1)

Or there is something mysterious in this bar.

Leng Xiaomo flashed in and disappeared inside. She hid and waited for the enemy to be caught.

When there were more and more people inside, there was a group of people on one of the card tables. There were a lot of drinks on the table, but none of them noticed that a small figure passed by unknowingly, and a bottle of wine disappeared from the table, and the knife and fork on the fruit cutting plate.

Leng Xiaomo observed everything in the dark. First, a man came in. As soon as he came in, he looked around, as if he was looking for someone. There is no doubt that he was looking for her.

The waiter went up to ask him if he needed anything. The man didn't know what he said, and the waiter left. The man continued to come in and looked around carefully.

The area of ​​​​the bar is not big, but not small.

It's just that the light is very dim, and the dim light is accompanied by blurred colorful lights, making the air seem to be filled with mist, and the curtains by the window are shaking gently, as if the window is leaking wind.

The man walked to the window, turned his back to it, and looked around the bar carefully.

However, just as he stood there, for some reason, he felt a chill on his spine from the cold wind at the window. He subconsciously wanted to leave, but in the next second, three sharp objects suddenly pierced his head--!

The man suddenly widened his eyes and opened his mouth.

A hand came out from behind the curtain, with slender arms and slender fingers like green onions, covering his mouth and pressing back silently. Suddenly, the sharp fork behind the curtain went deeper into his head.

He seemed to have been drained of his strength, his body was sliding down little by little, his eyes were still wide open, and he seemed to still not understand why he died suddenly.

Leng Xiaomo jumped down from the windowsill lightly and pulled the man behind the curtain before he fell.

Then she walked out again, wearing a white skirt and sitting on a high chair in front of the bar.

Putting down the bottle and holding a cocktail, she raised it gracefully. Through the glass, she saw several men looking at her and coming towards her eagerly.

Her expression remained unchanged, but her eyes were fixed on one man.

That man was a man who caught up with her.

Before he saw his accomplice, he noticed her first.

Leng Xiaomo, a young and pretty girl, immediately attracted the attention of many men. In a moment, someone came up to chat with her. Leng Xiaomo did not refuse, and a harmless smile always hung on her lips.

She was waiting.

Finally, a man came closer and closer to her, and as they talked, someone's hand fell on her restlessly.

Leng Xiaomo refused to let him go, but this half-rejection gesture made people unable to stop. In this chaos, when a man picked up the bottle to feed her, she suddenly held the man's hand, and with his hand, she smashed the bottle on a man's head!

"Bang!"

The bottle hit his head and exploded instantly, causing the men around her to scatter with a cry of surprise.

Leng Xiaomo had already let go, and her petite body stood behind the man holding the bottle.

Looking at the man following her, she smiled coldly and strangely behind him.

The man holding the broken bottle was confused.

[Author: I was in a hurry today, and I got off the plane and bus to Yiwu in the evening. I am updating]