Take Along A Spring

C1197



C1197

Yang Fann was sure that Lisa's ruthlessness was real and not an act.    

    

Somalia was already pitiful enough. Not only was he unconscious, there was a triangular wound on his forehead and blood kept flowing out. Even if you don't send him to the hospital to sew up the wound, at least call an ambulance.    

    

This little girl, on the other hand, not only did she not show any mercy, she even added insult to injury. What did a bullet do to Somalia? Could a bullet save someone?    

    

If it was him, he wouldn't even shoot with a submachine gun. With such a big shot, don't you think it's fine to break his neck just because you're afraid that others won't be able to hear it? Do you think bullets don't cost money?    

    

The most important thing is that this mud horse is my room! Lisa, you little bitch, you can just leave like this, but I can't run away from the temple. Police Uncle, who owns Netherlands is just someone who eats his fill, if you don't run to the airport, you would probably be stopped!    

    

Therefore, Yang Fann was furious. This little girl Lisa was such a bad mother. He had just been taken advantage of by her, but she had already caused him even more trouble. She was too shameless!    

    

If Yang Fann got angry, the consequences would be terrible. Don't forget what his hobby was. To men, he would always take advantage of their weakness and flirt with their balls. To women, he would always spank and flirt with their breasts.    

    

Lisa had just released the trigger of her submachine gun when she felt her waist tighten. Before she could react, she was violently thrown onto the bed by Yang Fann. As for the submachine gun in his hand, it had long been knocked off.    

    

Lisa lay face-down on the bed with her butt facing up. She was in an extremely humiliating position.    

    

Yang Fann was like a toad leaping, kneeling between her legs. He lifted up his palm and started slapping again and again at her round, big, and perky butt!    

    

Lisa initially wanted to struggle, but who was Yang Fann? His strength far exceeded Lisa's imagination, Yang Fann had only used one hand to press on her back, but she was already unable to move. Even though Lisa exerted all her strength, her body was still pressed tightly onto the bed by Yang Fann.    

    

Before Yang Fann could clap his hands a few times, Lisa felt that her butt had grown three times bigger. If it was a big butt competition, she would definitely become the world champion.    

    

Yang Fann originally wanted to teach Lisa a lesson. After all, she was a girl and had never given birth to a child, it would not be good if she was broken. If there was an aftereffect of not being able to give birth, Yang Fann didn't know if the space Spirit Spring could cure her.    

    

However, once they started fighting, Yang Fann couldn't stop. The feeling of his hands was surprisingly good, way beyond his imagination, just like the feeling when he used to pat cold powder when he was young.    

    

Lisa was miserable. She had just been intimate with Yang Fann and the hormones in her body were still at a high level. The excitement in many parts of her body had not yet subsided.    

    

"F * ck!"    

    

The two seemed to have forgotten the time. When Yang Fann heard the messy footsteps approaching, he realized that this was not the time to flirt. There was even Somalia, whose head was smashed into pieces, lying at the door; he was still in the mood to play games with Lisa in his room.    

    

"Woman, the timing is wrong. You should run!"    

    

He guessed that Lisa might not want to see the light of day, so he prepared to let Lisa leave first. As for himself, even if he left, it would be useless. Rather than having no money in this place, it would be better to stay and deal with Police Uncle, who was using Netherlands.    

    

After all, she was a cold-blooded woman who was used to life and death. Once Yang Fann said that, she understood what was going on. Without saying anything further, she grabbed the bed sheet Yang Fann handed her and jumped out of the window!    

    

Yang Fann was amazed at Lisa's reaction speed. As expected of someone who had been through hundreds of battles, her body was still as soft as noodles just now. The moment danger was mentioned, she immediately became energetic.    

    

Yang Fann held the bed sheets until he felt the bed sheets lighten and knew that Lisa had entered the downstairs room. Then he took the bed sheets back, laid the bed sheets down slowly, and opened the door to enter the bathroom.    

    

The moment Yang Fann closed the bathroom door, he heard someone screaming in the corridor. What made him break out in sweat was that it was actually a man screaming, and not only that, it was more than one.    

    

How could he not scream? Not everyone in Huanghun was superhuman. Superheroes that could destroy a group of aliens by themselves could only appear in movies. It was normal for them to scream when they saw Somalia whose head was smashed.    

    

If not, Yang Fann would have said that Lisa was fierce. When Bing Feng killed Black Widow Thousand-face Poison Woman that day, she wasn't as violent as she was now. It would have been fine if she had just beaten someone to death, so why did she turn her head into a rotten watermelon?    

    

Otherwise, when he smacked Lisa's butt, why didn't the little girl resist, and her body even trembled, as if she was about to climax. Not only did she have a violent tendency, but she also had the potential to become a masochist.    

    

Yang Fann hid in the bathroom and let his imagination run wild. He waited for the super hero from Netherlands to rescue him, but neither the left nor right came.    

    

Finally, when Yang Fann couldn't wait any longer, the screaming police car came. Say, do you think all the police in the world are the same? Just go out and alert them, why are you making so much noise?    

    

The sound of the siren was very crazy, but the speed of the police going up the stairs wasn't that fast. Yang Fann waited for another five minutes before he heard footsteps slowly approaching.    

    

"Wa Li Gu Lu, Alec Duo, Three Inch Oil — Maas …"    

    

It was unknown what a group of people who were speaking Dutch were shouting about. Although Yang Fann was a genius at languages and had learned a few bird languages, he had never learnt or understood Dutch. He spoke English even in Amsterdam and there were many Dutch people who could understand English.    

    

Even though he did not understand what the police were saying, Yang Fann knew that he was about to leave this damn bathroom. But after waiting for a long time, not to mention someone opening the bathroom's door to check, there was not even a single person who walked into the room. He did not know what this Police Uncle from Netherlands was doing either.    

    


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