Chapter 505 Gourmet Anchor: God of Cooking, please feed! 45

   "Don't want to die?" Chong Ai had a smile on her lips, an indescribable irony.

   "You should be prepared to die before you want to hurt me." She whispered softly, but she did not show mercy at all, and cut off the man's hands neatly.

   "Ah-ah ah -" Huang Mao screamed sorrowfully, his screams in the empty room seemed extremely loud, as if he was experiencing intense pain.

  Not far from the ground, a pair of broken hands lay quietly there, blood shed all over the floor.

  "My hands--my hands--" Huang Mao's face was pale as a ghost, and he curled up and rolled on the ground in pain.

  The other men who were knocked down to the ground, all in cold sweat, ignoring the injuries on their bodies, crawled forward with broken legs.

  This girl with a delicate face, she is not a person, she is a pervert! It's scarier than the devil!

  Even though they have seen all kinds of **** scenes, they have fought and hacked people with knives, but they never thought that an ordinary female student would be so cruel.

  Tortured their minds before killing people. Fear overwhelmed them like tides, entangled them like algae on the seabed and dragged them to the dark seabed, suffocating and desperate.

  Run away quickly!

  At this moment, apart from the injured Huang Mao, only the thought of running away was left in the hearts of those few people.

   "Where are you going?" Chong Yao stood up and asked with a chuckle.

  The girl was cutting off Huang Mao's hands, and she could laugh so easily, as if she had never done anything cruel.

  She is not afraid of committing crimes or murder.

  The girl's smile makes them feel creepy.

"Forgive us, please forgive us..." In the face of death, no dignity is more important than survival. Several men knelt down and said, "We said everything, please let us go... please... "

  As long as they say the master behind the scenes, they should be able to survive.

  They just take money to do things. The most hateful thing is the person who pays the money to harm others. She should hate the person who harmed her.

  Chong Ao played with the chilling knife in her hand, and said, "Let's talk about it."

The bald man with a swollen face quickly said: "It's a woman named An Qingqing. She told us to take you to a remote and abandoned chemical factory and do something bad to you... After the thing is done, we will give us 3 million. ..."

  Chong Yi’s smile on her lips was chilling, and she said, "I'm only worth three million?"

  "……"

  A few people got cold behind them, and they quickly said: "You are so beautiful and amazing, how could it be worth only three million..."

   "Then you tell me how much is I worth?" Chong Ai asked with a smile.

  "……"

"five million?"

"Ten million?"

  Chong Ao's wrist moved slightly, as if he was about to slash someone.

   The men shivered and shivered, closing their eyes and shouting: "You are invaluable, how can a vulgar thing like money compare to you..."

  Chong Yi snorted and said, "It's fair to hear." She curled the corners of her lips slightly and said, "What are you going to do to me? Come and listen."

  Several people in cold sweats all over, said: "We didn't want to do anything, really..."

   "Okay, I won't chat with you anymore." Her mobile phone was thrown outside. Later, her man should be mad.

  A few men breathed a sigh of relief, she intends to let them go?

   "The four of you can go to **** and play mahjong together..."

  As soon as the voice fell, the knife in her hand flew out, and before they had time to run, they quickly cut their throats.

  (End of this chapter)