Passion Bed Sergeant Daychi
Cold Bloody Woman!

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Beijing 10:30am.

The hustle and bustle in this advanced city is still very crowded through the Bamboo Curtain humans who are busy with their own business. A large cafe tongkrongan on the side of the road that passed by many people who only focus on their respective phones.

The coat was tightened as the air grew more piercing. They look very fluent with this cold weather and drink alcoholic beverages as a freeze-dried reliever.

"Why is he here?"

"Didn't she get married this afternoon?"

The young women in the cafe Shang gossiped when they saw a woman with a luxurious fine fur coat wrapping her body as she could. Her face covered in a mask protected her beautiful sculptures from exposure to the wind.

"Wine!"

He said in a voice so firm but very soft to make Waitress was surprised and a little bristling.

"You heard me. Handsome?" his tan with a voice made hoarse made the man nod a quick step closer to the provider table.

He sat on a chair in front of a table chosen not far from the women who had visited him. He was just clingy and focused on his phone.

"Be prepared to widow. Whuang!"

His mind when he saw the picture of his wedding with a middle-aged man who had a big party this afternoon. It was Yu Whuang Peng. A woman hunts a wealthy man by utilizing beauty tricks and a seductive body aura. Many have fallen because of his crazy game.

"I.this. N..Miss!" Waitress had appeared putting a bottle of Wine and a small glass on her desk.

"Wouldn't drink with me?" kelakar Whuang because this young man is quite handsome and entertaining.

"S..I. p.excuse me!"

His trembling body he carried ran away to the source of the men's disaster. Instantly Whuang was looked at disgusting by all the women there including a Chinese Molongmerat Lady who in fact became a female victim tonight.

"Damn it!!!"

Whuang just quietly enjoyed the sweet wine after removing the mask showing small lips filled and so red blends with the smooth skin on her clear face.

"You don't know yourself. ha??" maki is a woman and that is Madame Yang.

"Why yell at me. hm?" casually Whuang sat so gracefully with her calm manner of speech yet the voice was so cradling.

"You snatched my husband last month.he died a terrible death and you remarried!!"

"Then?" tanya Whuang looked at Madam Yang's relaxed face. V-shaped jaws and Almond-like eyes are very charming in the eyes that look.

"Basic widow!!"

"The widow of your ex-husband. Madam! honor me for all his possessions have been transferred in my name."

Whuang's remark made Madam Yang shocked half to death staring in disbelief at Whuang who was grinning after gulping down the final drink.

"K..You're..."

"Don't worry, I'll leave a small half for your son."

Whispering Whuang with rose-scented breath left money on the table there in excess and stepped away walking mesmerizingly carrying her perfect body out.

Arriving outside. He went straight into his car because he had to go to the Apartment to serve his new husband. He did not care about the view of others to him that clearly all missions were completed.

"Ouhh.he's already impatient apparently." Whuang muttered looking at the message on his phone. This man smelled of earth very perverted but he would play as usual then make a big topic the next day.

He drove the car towards his luxury apartment. He took a cigarette in his bag and burned the tip of the object until he drove while sipping the distinctive smelling cigarette.

Drett...

His phone rang making Whuang quickly pick it up.

"Darling! whereareyou? I've been waiting for you."

The corner of Whuang's sexy red lips lifted up and continued to drive.

"You're so impatient. hm?" goda Whuang makes a raspy and exciting sound.

"Come on! I've prepared our various savage paths later."

Whuang was disgusted. Making love to old bangka? cih, it feels so ridiculous.

"All right! you get everything ready I'll be here any minute. Baby!"

Those perverted words made Whuang grin and then turn off the connection. He had arrived in front of his luxury apartment with beautiful double-petalled eyes looking for someone who was always on special duty.

"Miss!"

A man dressed in all black was waiting in the Loby until Whuang quickly entered to park his car there.

"Miss. everything is ready!"

Whuang came out carrying a bag and stopped smoking. He stepped before the man so that others would not suspect.

"My father!"

"The Great Lord wants you to kill him as soon as possible! cause tomorrow a new target will appear."

It was clearly the young man whom Whuang was referring to. The man left to do his job and Whuang walked into the apartment door with a dislike gaze from his staff.

"Why do the Night Flowers have to stay here? bothering my holy eyes."

Desus they don't like him. The envy came to the surface when he saw the appearance of the comfort woman and her husband's usurper was so perfect. It's unfortunate not to.

Whuang only considered it a wall decoration and then stepped into the elevator in front of him. The box carried him up according to the room that had been specially ordered by the rich man.

"Too plain and follow passion!"

Whuang muttered imagining the faces of the men who were already entangled in his charms and all that had stayed a name. On average, all are married to Whuang hated by women in this world.

When the elevator opens. Whuang walked out and stepped gracefully towards door no 124. He let out a long sigh gathering a happy face glued to his card and the door opened.

"Darling!"

A potbellied middle-aged man with stretchy white skin. Those narrowed eyes were getting drowned out by the fat on his cheeks.

"Mr Rimay!"

Sapa Whuang stepped in and placed her bag near the sofa with the man darting closer wearing nothing. His damage so violently passionate to her made Whuang grin at the lipstick of her pride.

"Come. I can't stand you!" Mr. Rimay approached to touch Whuang's waist who deliberately avoided brushing her coat until she was wearing a tight shirt and tight jeans was so tempting.

"Darling!" he was disappointed but Whuang gave a smile.

"I don't want to give up unconditionally!"

"What's? I'll do it!" his insistence was no longer able to hold when Whuang's body looked very tempting with the chest part of the bulk wrapped by the t-shirt but unfortunately could not touch it.

"Sign it!" pointing to the prepared letter table.

"All right!"

Without being read or investigated. This striped-nose man signed it when he did not know it was a letter of transfer of all the property in Whuang's name.

"It's over!"

Whuang grinned at the scratches of the pen and then began to open his coat until the gulp was swallowed as the curves and bulges of the favourable body so late teased his dying faith.

"I want to kiss you!"

"Come here!"

Whuang sensual talk made the man dart savagely towards him but quickly Lipstick that was in his grasp he pressed until he pulled out a knife and..

Jamb...

Whuang stuck the sharp object into Mr. Rimay's chest, which was only 5 inches away from Whuang, further deepening his stab.

"K..You.." - Sir Rimay withered as the blood gushed in his mouth and chest that Whuang had torn apart who smiled faintly.

"My husband! at least you died when you saw my face."

Mr. Rimay growled at Whuang's wrath that further tore through his chest with stab wounds several times and finally the man fell to the floor with blood seeping everywhere.

"A.ku. m..meng..ngutuk.m..mu!" the shrillness for the last time made Whuang smile dazzlingly.

"I am a curse!"

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