Three hundred and forty-three night play red whisk girl
Liu Wei guessed the beginning and the end, but he didn't guess the process.
Originally, I was still entangled in my heart, if Hongfu used a beauty trick like Jin Lian, took the initiative to untie her clothes, and then looked for an opportunity to shoot, how should I deal with it? I didn't expect Red Whisk to give myself a chance to choose!
When he closed the door and faced the Son of Heaven directly, Hongfu chose to make a move.
From this point of view, Liu Wei felt that Hongfu was not a qualified killer, she cherished her feathers too much, and did not have any dedication. If you don't even want to show your point, you want to assassinate successfully, and you're embarrassed to make a move?
Since you are unwilling to show the charm of a woman, there is no need for Liu Wei to let her appreciate the tolerance of men, so Liu Wei also took action.
Under the shadow of the lamp, the cold light flickered, and two daggers stretched out from the wide sleeves of the red whisk.
Holding one in each hand, the left hand takes Liu Bian's throat, and the right hand stabs Liu Bian's heart, ruthless and ruthless, completely devoid of the tenderness and kindness of the day.
But Liu Wei's speed was faster, even more than Hong Fu's expectations, and even better than Yang Su's appearance, which made Hong Fu's heart suddenly feel sad, "Miscalculated, this dog emperor's kung fu is so good!" ”
said that it was too late and that it was fast, and when the two daggers of the red whisk were about to stab Liu Bian's vital point, Liu Wei had already controlled the left and right wrists with lightning speed.
Left hand grappling