1303: C1303 What Should We Do about This?

C1303 What Should We Do about This?

The beauty was stunned and looked at Satan's two fingers in disbelief. It was no longer important how Satan broke free from the rope. What was important was, at such a close distance, how he caught the bullet with two fingers.

"Now, you believe that I am not the person you are looking for, right?" Satan had a smug smile on his face. There was no other way. He could not continue to load. If he continued to load, he would be shot.

"Poof, poof, poof, poof! Crack, poof, poof!" The beauty's reaction was out of Satan's expectations. Perhaps it was a conditioned reflex, to actually raise the gun and shoot. And this time, the target was his chest. The beauty emptied the entire magazine in one breath, and was less than three meters away. The bullet came at almost the same time, and it could be seen that the beauty's gun was very stable. She was an expert.

"Ai!" Satan sighed and looked at the beauty with resentment. He asked, "How about you change to another magazine?"

"You're not him, sorry!" The beauty suddenly smiled. Her smile was incomparably beautiful, incomparably free and easy, like a flower that suddenly bloomed, instantly melting Satan and falling. Inexplicably, he had a feeling of being moved.

"Do you feel like you have emptied a magazine on someone else's chest? Do you think it's appropriate to apologize after that? " Satan really wanted to be tough and domineering. He remembered a certain shameless man once said that men must be domineering, they must be tough. He brewed his emotions and made a domineering expression. His eyes stared fiercely at the beauty.

"Hahahaha!" The beauty laughed. She laughed so hard that she leaned forward and back. She did not notice that her clothes were a little exposed. She laughed and said, "Your eyes are not scary, but a little charming. If it was a different time and place, maybe I would fall in love with you. Can I ask you a few questions?"

Satan felt that the plot was a little wrong. Didn't he ask for revenge? Why did it become her asking? But all of this was not important. He got up very casually and took a bottle of wine. He poured himself a cup, sat on the sofa, and drank comfortably. "The wine is not bad. It has taste. Go ahead and ask."

"Who are you?" The beauty directly asked seriously.

Satan did not speak. He took out a passport from his bag and gave it to the beauty. The beauty opened it to take a look and smiled. "With such skill, you are definitely not an ordinary person. Do you think I will believe that this is your real identity?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, and it doesn't matter how many identities I have. At this moment, I am Nick, a free traveler. That's right, a traveler can also be a poet. Do you like a poet? " Satan's serious look amused the beauty.

"I only like to kill people." The beauty continued to laugh, saying something that no one could tell was true or false.

"Do you like to kill, or is killing your job your job, or is killing someone your talent?" Satan seriously asked the beauty a question.

"What do you think I am?" The beauty smiled, feeling that this guy called Nick was getting more and more interesting.

"A simple person who likes to kill is a pervert. Don't tell me you think you are a pervert? If you work for killing people, then you're called a killer. You are not a killer. As for talent, you really don't have it. In conclusion, what you said just now was a lie." Satan said softly.

"Then what kind of person are you?" The beauty could not help but clap her hands. Her analysis was very precise and wonderful.

"Me! Naturally, it's the type with talent!" Satan said proudly, but he immediately realized something was wrong. He hurriedly corrected himself. "Don't take me into the ditch. I'm just a simple traveler, but I can also be a poet. "

"Hahaha!" The beauty laughs again. " Are you going to write a poem to prove yourself?"

"No need, just by looking at my eyes, you can tell that some things are born." Satan's ability to talk nonsense in such a serious manner was definitely learned from Lin Sen.

The beauty smiled again and then asked, "Mr. Nick, are you going to kill me, or let me go, or do you want to do something else?"

The beautiful woman licked her lips in a very tempting way. Satan smiled and asked something that had always confused him. "The enemy has been tied up. Why are you interrogating the enemy for changing into such clothes? To tell the truth, I'm very curious. "

"What if the enemy breaks free? It's so tempting, just like now!" The beauty gently lifted her head and retreated, then bent down again. As the saying goes, when there's an advantage, you don't take advantage of a bastard. Satan naturally opened his eyes wide to satisfy his eyes.

"Between people, can we be more honest?" Satan said with a smile.

"Honest?" The beauty looked at Satan with ridicule. This word coming out of his mouth was not an insult to this word, but she still said the truth, "I'm afraid that if I accidentally spill blood on my body, this dress will be easier to wash."

Alright, satan believed it. Other than that, there was probably no more suitable reason. "Tell me about you and that man who makes you want to cut into pieces. How about it?"

"I don't think I have finished asking my questions!" The beauty said.

"Okay, you first!" Satan made an inviting gesture and leaned against the sofa, leisurely tasting the red wine.

"How did you catch the bullet just now?" The beauty asked.

"Actually, it doesn't matter whether I catch it or not. The main thing is that it's more handsome, so I used my finger to catch it" Satan stretched out his scissor hand and made a kacha kacha gesture.

The beauty rolled her eyes. What he said was so easy, but who could easily do it? Suddenly, she realized a problem. From beginning to end, she had always regarded Nick as that scum, but she did not think of more things. "You are the Spirit Martial Member?"

"Yes!" Satan frankly admitted that there were many people in this world who could catch bullets, but they were definitely not ordinary people.0

"Alright! I did not lose unjustly, but regarding my matter... Forgive me for being unable to tell you." The beauty smiled and picked up the wine that Satan had just poured for her. Lightly taking a sip, things had come to this point. What else was there to say, no matter her identity. Whether it was her identity or her matter, it was confidential. No one was allowed to leak it to others.

"To be honest, I'm not interested in your gossip. But I am very interested in you, and I was electrocuted. Kidnapped, shot... This has caused great damage to my mind and body, if I don't do anything... If some people find out, they will laugh at me. So, you understand?" Satan was still in a lazy state. He drank a mouthful of wine and asked.

"Understood!" The beauty smiled faintly and said, "To be able to catch a bullet at such a close distance, and with such ease. Your strength is not weak in the Spiritual Martial Arts Realm. I am absolutely not your match. So if you want to kill me, you can do whatever you want. "

"What? You're not tempting me anymore?" Satan asked with a smile.

"In order to keep this secret, I can't escape death. Why do I need you to be psychologically and physically satisfied?" The beauty smiled.

Satan looked at the beauty lecherously, "But you said it yourself. You are not my opponent. I want to do something to you. You do not seem to have the power to resist, right?"

"Do you think it is better for the Conqueror to force himself on the bow, or do you think it is better for the two of us to be in love?" The beauty rolled her eyes again. Although she was a virgin, it didn't mean that she was stupid.

"That's right!" Satan put on a very reasonable look. I actually could not refute it, which made the beauty laugh again. From the beginning to the end, the beauty had never been afraid of Satan. People should know that at most they would die. Maybe there was nothing to be afraid of, unless he was very poor.

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