~Date: ~October 25th~

Chapter 1477: Killing Intention

The pain and humiliation of being cruelly whipped is something Michiko Ikeda, who is the second lady of the Ikeda family, never thought of it. [】

He always looked down on all living beings with a high view. Once she reached this point, she felt that life was worse than death. But now she still couldn't die.

Once she lost her family's support and her proud martial arts skills, she would be nothing. Her will now collapse completely, and she surrendered to the violence of Songdo like a miserable weak woman. Under the abuse, she cried loudly without resistance and begged constantly...

"Stop... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

Matsushima was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that Michiko Ikeda, who had always been cold and steadfast, would be so weak that just a whip would make her say such surrender.

In fact, he didn't know what potion those people injected Michiko. If he knew, there would be nothing strange about it.

At that time, Yumi Ikeda used this medicine to deal with Zhao Jianhui. At that time, she asked Hezi to use this medicine powder to fascinate Zhao Jianhui. Although it was just a medicine powder and there was no way to compare with the effects of injections, Yumi Ikeda was still confused afterwards about why Zhao Jianhui was not confused by her medicine powder.

In recent years, Yumi Ikeda has made people improve this drug. Its power is so powerful that the powder used in Hong Kong is simply incomparable to it. Even after Zhao Jianhui is injected with the current injection, he will be honest like a little sheep, not to mention Michiko Ikeda, who is not as good as Zhao Jianhui?

"Haha...Miss II, you were so arrogant, you were as proud as a beautiful swan... Do you know what you look like now? You look like a lowly bitch. Haha... If you don't want to eat a whip, hurry up and beg me, Michiko Ikeda, beg me, haha!" Matsushima smiled grimly, and insulted Michiko who was almost about to collapse.

"Give me aside...please, please spare me aside, woo..." Michiko's consciousness was already confused. Pain and humiliation had already made the miserable Michiko Ikeda completely lose the desire to resist. She sobbed sadly and begged obediently.

The room was filled with the rampant and proud laughter of Matsuda: "Did you hear it? Our second lady has already begged me...uh..."

His laughter suddenly stopped. At some point, a very thin and slender knife suddenly appeared on his neck. It was called the "willow-leaf flying knife" by a certain type of person in China.

Matsushima opened his eyes and stretched out his hand unwillingly, grabbing the hilt of knife exposed outside his neck. He wanted to pull out the knife that made him uncomfortable - but he was disappointed, there was no strength on his fingers, and his life was far away from his body...

With a "thump", the broken ball fell to the ground. His body fell to the ground and twitched twice before he stopped moving...

"Swish..." A sneer came from the door, shaking the four short and strong men in the room.

The sneering girl was slightly shorter than Michiko, her black hair shawl was dyed yellow, and her face was wearing a pair of sunglasses. Her face was a bit bigger but very sexy. She was wearing a tight leather skirt, and her bold miniskirt could hardly cover the girl's plump and round buttocks, which completely exposed her white and tender legs without stockings. Her naked white feet were wearing a pair of the most popular woven sandals nowadays, and her whole dress looked very consistent with the luxurious cruise ship floating on the peaceful sea.

Compared with this girl who was dressed boldly and exposed, the few men standing in the room seemed very sure.

The beauty stood at the door and sighed in a low voice: "Oh, it's all this kind of thing, it's not meaningful!" Seeing her lazy stretching her arms, the men in the room couldn't believe that the flying knife on the boss's neck just now was sent out from her tender white sales?

However, they had to believe what happened next. The woman stretched out her body, and anyone who saw it would feel that she was stretching out her lazy body gracefully. However, as she raised her hand, four flying knives had already flew out of her snow-white little hand like lightning.

Just when the four short and strong men in the room were holding their necks and falling down with unwillingness, the Nu Lang didn't even look at it and turned around quickly.

Not far behind her stood a man wearing a wide sun hat, a plain T-shirt and shorts, a medium-sized but very strong body.

The woman turned around and saw the man's casual glance. The casual look made the woman feel an inexplicable nervousness and a slight fear. The vile eyes like vulture made the woman feel a hint of chill in her heart.

The sea breeze blowing from the sea also brought a cool breeze, but the look of this man did not make the woman cool from every inch of her skin to her heart.

The man obviously saw the beauty standing by the door, but he did not stop. He just glanced at her casually when he walked past the woman, then walked behind the woman, put his head into the door and took a look, then turned around...

The woman had already reached the end of the corridor and was about to walk down the spiral ladder.

The man sighed deeply, not knowing whether he was because he saw the people who died in the room, or because he saw Michiko Ikeda who was still hunching inside, sobbing? Or - he was sighing at the beauty who had just walked down the spiral ladder.

On the deck of the cruise ship, there was a rattan lounge chair. When I arrived just now, there was no one on the lounge chair. However, when the woman was walking down the serpentine stairs, there was a slender man lying on the originally empty lounge chair. His face was not visible, because the man's face was also covered by a very wide sun hat.

It seemed that the man was lying on the recliner, as if he was leisurely basking in the sun. However, the woman clearly felt a strong murderous intent from him.

A person who is good at killing is also very sensitive to this kind of murderous intent. Otherwise, she would not be good at killing people, but was good at being killed.

However, the rattan chair was placed on the spiral staircase on the next floor. If she didn't walk over, there would be no way to leave here. There was a strong enemy who made her a little nervous...

The woman just hesitated for a moment, just a little bit in her heart. The time would not exceed one second. To outsiders, her steps did not stop at all, but walked directly to the person lying on the recliner.

Without waiting for the man to react, the woman walked over and flew up her left foot first. Then, her right leg changed in the air, lifting her slender legs and stepping onto the man's chest!

The woman was very confident in her skills, but this time she was not sure, because the momentum of that person had completely exceeded her imagination. From her heart, she felt that she had encountered a danger she had never encountered before.

Sure enough, as she fell down, the man turned over quickly, then rolled on the spot, avoided her leg, and stood up!

This is a man with a very fair appearance, and there seems to be a faint smile in his eyes. However, the woman felt that she was becoming more and more dangerous. If she could leave now, she would turn around and run without hesitation.

Sometimes, it is not embarrassing to escape. As long as you still have life, you still have the opportunity to do what you want to do. But if life no longer belongs to you, there will be nothing more...

The woman did not stop. She didn't give her opponent a chance to breathe, and rushed over and punched the man in the head! The man seemed a little hesitant and dodged a little slower. Although she dodged the woman's fist, she was gently rubbed on the face by her pink fist.

It was so easy to succeed that the woman was slightly stunned!

The man seemed to be stunned, and looked at the young woman in white in front of him. She was a little shorter than Michiko Ikeda. Although she was not as plump and attractive as Michiko, she was also convex and convex.

The two of them looked at each other quietly like sculptures for a while, but they didn't take action. However, a sigh came from the upper floor of the deck: "Hiyono, you still can't pass this level? When you see a beautiful woman, your heart is not cold enough, not hard enough..."

"No, I just feel a little regretful." The man answered, slowly stretched out his right hand. In the middle of the time, just a few seconds later, the woman looked at his right hand, and seemed to realize that her situation was not good today. She stared at the man in front of her with her eyes, but her subordinates did not relax. She raised her hand and saw six flying knives.

The man waved his hands unhappily, and his voice was a little slow: "Mediating on others, you will regret it!"

It was obvious that his hand movements were not very fast, but after he finished these few words, all the six flying knives the woman sent out had come to his hands.

Three palms in one palm, neither too much nor too little. The man took her flying knife effortlessly and didn't look nervous. As the man said, he raised his palm and six flying knives fell on the deck.

The woman took a step back, and as she saw the man standing there, she felt the sea breeze blowing towards her, and the man smiled at her strangely, and said in a very gentle voice: "Are you dying yourself or want me to do it?"

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