MTL - The End Of The World’s Poisonous Mom And Monster Baby-Chapter 3 Anti-kill

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Shao Qing quietly calculated that a total of five people, with her skills, to solve five people is not a problem, but now she still holds her son, and the five people seem to be able to power, the problem is coming.

what can we do about it? Shao Jing thought carefully, but the middle-aged man who was the first to be a serious man was already eager to swallow.

Shao Qing eyes a glimpse, counted on her heart, she bowed her head, pretending to be a weak road: "I am alone, my husband has long since died, and I have nothing to rely on." She said that she used a dependence, longing eyes To middle-aged men: "Now is the end of the world, our mother and son, I also want to have a dependence..."

The middle-aged man is overjoyed. Although he has a strong flavor, but a woman with such a good appearance, willing to lie on his body, the taste is definitely better!

He couldn’t wait to grab the children in Shao’s arms, stuff them, or throw them on the sofa. Shao’s feelings took a step back: “This is my only son...”

The man immediately said, and quickly said: "Don't worry, your son is my son, I let my brother take care of him."

The little yellow hair on the side immediately said: "This is my nephew! Come! Let the uncle hug."

Shao Qing patted the back of the small buns, the sound was gentle, but there was a chill: "The baby is not afraid, the mother will come out soon, very soon..."

The little buns were put into the arms of the yellow hair, and they screamed at the eyes: "The hemp is assured, the nest is very embarrassing."

Shao Qing let the middle-aged man drag her into the middle, the door in the middle closed, Shao Qing’s eyes smashed up, her eyes fell on the throat of the middle-aged man, the back of the head, the heart, the undercast, thinking constantly How can we hit a fatal blow?

The middle-aged man was a little anxious. When he came up, he wanted to pick up the clothes of Shao Qing. Shao Qing took a look at his hand. It seemed like a delicate voice: "What are you worried about? We have time."

"Yes...is..." The middle-aged man's eyes are all lascivious. He used to be just an ordinary white-collar worker. Where have you seen a woman with such beautiful and charming style?

Shao’s slow hand was placed in his neckline, and his nails, with a different kind of slap, gently scraped the middle-aged man’s throat, and then followed him through the throat and hooked a button.

As the man breathed more and more rush, Shao sent it up, his eyes were deep and tempted, and her other hand touched the man’s chest. When the man’s muscles slowly relaxed, there was no sign. Shao, five fingers close together, quickly and resolutely inserted into the man's chest, the other hand in a flash, crushed his throat.

The man squinted at death, he tried to call his partner, but because the throat was broken, he could only make a slight snoring, and the warm blood smashed from the corner of his mouth, with a kind of Unpleasant suffocation, like rust.

Shao Qing slowly swallowed her saliva. She did not find her eyes from the deep black, slowly changing, and a layer of dark red covered her pupil.

It is... the taste of blood, familiar and strange, why did she want to get together, bite his neck and drink his blood?

Shao Qing was like being confused. He slowly bowed his head and leaned into the body of his own hand, but soon, she became clear and changed her face.

She is a person! Not the monsters who eat human flesh and blood! Can't... she can't! Shao sent a reflexive corpse, and the body landed and slammed.

The child’s yellow-haired donkey laughed: “How is the boss so anxious? Listen and listen, don’t hurt the little widow...”

Several other people also laughed and said a lot of yellow paragraphs, but after a long time, the middle-aged man still did not come out.

"Boss is too long?" Huang Mao smiled, another young man said: "I am not right, can't I have no sound at all?"

"I will go and see." The young man in the black vest volunteered, and the others laughed: "I can't stand it if I don't see it."

The black vest swings his hand and it is over. He pushes the door open and finds that the middle-aged man is lying on the bed face down, but he does not move, but he does not see Shao’s figure.

"Boss?" The black vest screamed as he stepped forward and did not go to the middle-aged man. He was keenly aware that the sheets were dyed red!

The sound of the sharp object breaking the wind came from behind the brain, and he subconsciously used his own power.

He is a strengthening system that can make the body hard and resist attacks, but his proud abilities don't play any role. Shao's nails are inserted into the back of his head like a tofu brain, which is easy. Crush his skull, brains.

The plunge, the unspoken youth also squatted in the place. The outside people finally felt wrong. The only three people were vigilant. Huang Mao had a small fireball in his hand. He said: "Everyone is careful, something is wrong!"

Three people took a gun, one had an exaggerated muscle, and a small buns slowly approached the inside.

At this moment, a figure flew out of the room. The muscle man subconsciously punched the man and put it on him. The result was that the body of the black vest was hung on his fist.

However, his yin was attacked. The moment of the pain, the long nails were like sharp edges, and his throat was cut, and the blood spewed out.

"You don't move! Your son is in me..." Huang Mao just wanted to threaten Shao, but he felt that his ability continued to drain along the hand holding the small steamed buns.

At this time, he discovered that the little buns had a black hole-like eye, no white eyes, black eyes, and very terrible.

This was his last thought. Shao Qing and the last person witnessed such a look. The yellow hair was dull and hung with a small steamed buns. Soon, the whole person became dry and became a human being at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, the man screamed and fired three shots at the little buns. Shao’s face changed, he couldn’t kill him, hugged the little buns, jumped forward, avoided the bullets, and then picked up the marble coffee table, directly The head of the last person was smashed, and with this slowness, Shao love easily closed him.

Five people turned into five bodies in a blink of an eye.

Shao Qingyi sat down on the ground, his red eyes seemed to be bleeding, but the little buns licked his stomach and pointed to the body on the ground: "Ma Ma... Baby is hungry... Eat..."

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