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Miller is a nightclub girl who got off work early and went back to her apartment today because she wasn't feeling well.

Walking on the street, the proud figure, the exposed dress, especially the half-wrapped silver skirt, round, warped, hips, with the waist swaying, above the two slender and slender ****, you can vaguely see the golden little **, I know how many passing men salivate.

Of course, there are many men who take the initiative to greet Miller, but none of them can make Miller look good. Otherwise, even if she is a little unwell today, she will also bring the other party home. Since breaking up with her last boyfriend, she has been to Southeast Asia for a long time, and she hasn't tasted a man for a long time.

A cool breeze blew, and Miller turned and entered a small alley. Interspersed with small alleys can save a third of the journey, which is also a must if Miller does not take a taxi.

In the dim light, the majesty on Miller's chest kept swinging back and forth. But she didn't notice that not far ahead, there were several pairs of wolf-like eyes, and the moment they saw her, they had become ready to move.

Suddenly, several blinding lights lit up right ahead, followed by the sound of the locomotive's beast-like engine.

Miller subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands to block the harsh lights. Before she could figure out the situation, she was surrounded by several locomotives, and seven or eight shirtless and tattooed hooligans had already taken her as a prey at their fingertips.

"Go away, or I'll call the police!" Miller shook his black bag a few times, and when he saw a gap, he was about to flee quickly.

Since coming of age, Miller has believed that *** is the happiest thing in the world and a gift from God.

But it is only in the case of wishful thinking that the happiness will be stimulated.

At least the other party won't make her feel annoying!

This kind of forced *** made Miller's heart full of disgust and resistance.

What's more, there are too many people, who can stand it?

But these guys have already taken Miller as their prey, how can they let Miller go so easily?

"My angel, it is God's instruction to meet you tonight, do you want to disobey God's instructions?"

One of the inch-headed young men blocked Miller's path with a locomotive and took Miller into his arms very savagely and rudely.

"If you dare to do anything to me, God will not let you go!" Miller struggled, but her struggle was to no avail.

"Baby, you're going to like me, no, you're going to like us!" the inch-headed young man pulled open his trouser chain, revealing his disgusting stuff, and kept slapping Miller's tearful little face.

And the other people were not idle, one of them first pinched Miller's buttocks, which was full of elasticity, and he was very satisfied.

Immediately, the other person lifted Miller's skirt again, leaned on it and sniffed it, enjoying it with a look of enjoyment.

Miller was in complete despair, she knew that she had fallen prey to these people, and she couldn't resist at all. Since she can't resist, she can only obey in order to survive.

"I can serve you, but you can't hurt me. Miller cried and begged.

"Of course, how could we be willing to give up Shanghai. The inch-headed young man finished laughing, pressed Miller's head down, and immediately let out a pleasant moan.

The others either took off their pants and prepared to pick up their guns, or they tore Miller's clothes and let their tongues roam Miller's seductive body.

"Let her go!"

Suddenly, a very discordant sound sounded deeper down the alley.

Miller thought he was saved, and when he encountered this kind of thing, he dared to stand up, and the other party was either a lot of people or a police officer.

But when Miller raised his head, under the hazy eyes of tears, he vaguely saw only one person, not wearing a police uniform, as if he was an Oriental man.

Despite the man's burly build, how could he be able to outdo these rascals, Miller's newly-ignited hopes were soon dashed.

"Fuck off, Huaxia!"

This is an oriental man, and his dress is very Chinese, so this group of hooligans identified the other party as a Chinese.

A Chinese person dares to meddle here, it's really boring!

If it weren't for the fact that they were enjoying it, they would have to be the Huaxia people.

"I'll let you let her go!" the Huaxia man ignored the warning of this group of hooligans, and instead walked straight over. And his body exudes a violent aura, which seems to be in charge of this matter.

"Damn!

Immediately, two of the hooligans rushed towards the Chinese man.

"Look for death!" The Chinese man was in danger, his figure flashed, he flew twice in a row, and kicked the two hooligans out in the blink of an eye.

The rest of the hooligans looked shocked, as if they had only realized that this Chinese man was not simple.

"We are members of the Canadian Angels of Hell, you dare to provoke the Angels of Hell, you are really crazy!"

Hell Angels, a black and social organization that ranks among the best in the world.

Killing people is a common thing for them, let alone killing a Chinese person in London.

The inch-headed young man pushed Miller away, took out a pistol, pointed the muzzle at the Chinese man, and without saying a word, decisively pulled the trigger.

Boom!

Three shots were fired in succession, and in the night, the muzzle of the gun burst out with a beautiful fire.

But what was shocking was that the bullet passed through the body of the Chinese man, but it didn't seem to cause any harm to him. And he was already close at hand, with a faceless face and a gaze more like from hell.

"Damn! What kind of monster is this, why did the bullets go through his body and not hurt him?!"

"Demon, he must be a demon from hell!"

"Do you just hold back? No, we are the angels of hell!"

A group of hooligans were not reconciled, and the rest of the people also pulled out their pistols.

Suddenly, a painful expression appeared on the Huaxia man's face, and his body shook a few times as if it was out of control.

"I don't want to kill people, let's go, let's go!" the Chinese man shouted hysterically.

"Haha! We're going to kill you, right?" the inch-headed young man gave the order, and several pistols opened fire at the same time. They didn't believe it, so they couldn't shoot this Chinese man indiscriminately.

But the fact is that the Chinese man disappeared like a ghost, and all the bullets were empty.

Just when they felt incredible, the Huaxia man appeared again, only this time, with a cold smile on his face, more like a demon from hell.

"Your meat must be delicious!"

When a group of hooligans heard this, their scalps instantly tingled.

What does this Chinese man mean?

Do you want to eat their flesh?

The figure of the Chinese man flashed, and everywhere he passed, clusters of blood flowers flew up, and seven or eight hooligans suddenly came to the end.

Miller was already frightened, this Chinese man saved her, but in her heart, this Chinese man was simply a demon from hell, far more terrible than this group of hooligans.

Titicaca!

Miller was pulled back to reality by an eerie sound, which ...... It's the sound of chewing!

The Chinese man looked sideways at Miller, who clearly saw that he was holding an arm that had just been torn off, eating with relish.

"God, he's eating people!" Miller was surrounded by deep fear, and his hands and feet did not obey the call at all, and he crawled out of the alley, but fortunately the Chinese man did not catch up.

Miller asks passers-by for help, which attracts the attention of the patrol officer who happens to pass by. It's just that when the patrol arrived at the scene, there were only a few incomplete corpses left at the scene, and those corpses obviously had traces of being chewed, which was terrifying.

An hour later, the news media spread the news and instantly enveloped the whole of London.

(End of chapter)

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