The woman carrying the wooden stick shuddered, her eyes instantly going blank.
The other two women laughed as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world: "Let our eldest sister kill us without shedding a drop of blood. Handsome guy, don't think you can be so arrogant and domineering just because you're handsome?"
"That's right. Our Sister Mei has a mental strength of level 5. There's no one in this place who can't sleep. If you're smart, go upstairs, wash up, and wait for us."
"Sister Mei, Sister Mei, let these two pretty boys see what you're capable of, let them know that offending you means they can only kneel down and lick your boots!"
The woman carrying the wooden stick, known as Sister Mei, turned around, her blank gaze instantly filled with murderous intent as she looked at the two women who were speaking.
The two women who were speaking were startled. Before they could react, Sister Mei made her move.
She was quick and ruthless; she tackled a woman and pressed the stick in her hand against the woman's neck.
The woman struggled and screamed, but no one came to her rescue. Instead, they cheered, "They're having sex! They're having sex! They're having sex! The gigolo's charm is really strong. Sister Mei wants to have him all to herself, so they're having sex with him."
"Go, Sister Mei! Two men in one night, you can do it! Go for it, take them down, and those two handsome guys are yours."
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Go, Sister Mei! Go, Sister Mei! When you see a handsome guy and you like him, you should fight for him, not share him."
A few minutes passed.
The woman, pinned to the ground by Sister Mei and choked with a stick, stopped struggling and suffocated to death.
Sister Mei, who was riding on top of the woman, raised her head and looked at another woman.
The other woman was already terrified by the scene. When Sister Mei looked at her, she came to her senses, shuddered, and turned to run away.
With a bang.
The stick in Sister Mei's hand flew up and hit her calf.
The woman was hit in the calf, and the pain caused her to fall to the ground with a thud.
Her face paled in horror. She braced herself on the ground, and as soon as she turned around, she felt a heavy weight on her neck. Sister Mei straddled her, her hands gripping her neck tightly.
The woman stomped her feet on the ground and tried to pry Mei Jie's hands off.
Sister Mei's hands were like iron clamps, tightly gripping her neck. Even when she had scratched her hands raw, Sister Mei wouldn't let go and continued to choke.
In the blink of an eye.
The woman who had been struggling, kicking her feet, gradually stopped struggling. Her hands fell limp, her eyes widened, and she stopped breathing; she was dead.
In less than 10 minutes, two people died, neither of them bleeding, but suffocating. All the noise in the bar came to an abrupt halt. No one was jeering or shouting; only the flashing lights were dazzling.
Mei Jie got up from the ground, took the stick in her hand, and walked step by step back to Shu Xubai, her gaze returning to its blank state.
Jiufeng sat on a high stool, wearing baggy shorts, swinging her two white legs. She wore ill-fitting shoes, licked her bright red lips, savoring the wine she had just drunk, and innocently called out to Shu Xubai, "Baibai, your wine is so delicious, so sweet, unlike the spicy wine they gave me."
Shu Xubai said angrily, "How can counterfeit and inferior wine compare to my wine?"
Jiufeng chuckled: "That's right, Bai Bai is the best, and the wine he takes out is also good. Bai Bai is good in every way, there's nothing bad about him, it's always someone else who's bad."
"I love... I love this wonderful Baekhyun the most. No one can compare to my Baekhyun, right? Baekhyun!"
Shu Xubai: "..."
He took a deep breath.
I sent my regards to Jiang Si's ancestors for eighteen generations.
What books did she read?
How could they alter the character and memories of a perfectly good little phoenix like this?
The clingy little girl has a really rich vocabulary, with a whole repertoire of phrases that are never the same.
“Not a drop of blood was shed.” Sister Mei stood in front of Shu Xubai, raising the stick in her hand, like the most loyal servant reporting the results of the battle to her master: “Not a drop of blood was shed, I killed them all.”
Shu Xubai glanced at him coldly and ruthlessly, and ordered, "Kill yourself too, so you can join your good sister. Remember, don't shed a single drop of blood."
Not a single drop of blood can be shed.
Go and spend time with your best friend.
Sister Mei loosened her grip, and the stick fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, she grabbed her own neck with her other hand and squeezed it hard.
Even after his face turned red, his complexion turned ashen, his eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground, he was still choking himself.
In the end, Sister Mei strangled herself to death. Her eyes were wide open, without fear or apprehension, and a smile remained on her lips, as if dying by her own hand without shedding a single drop of blood was the highest honor.
Everyone in the bar involuntarily retreated to what they considered a safe place, staring at Shu Xubai, who had killed three women without shedding a drop of blood simply by moving his lips.
"Bai Bai, the wine is finished, is there any more?" Jiu Feng drunkenly poured the wine down the beautiful glass to show Shu Xu Bai that the wine was gone. "I want to drink sweet wine, Bai Bai, I want sweet wine, not spicy wine."
"No!" Shu Xubai looked at his drunken state and said in an unfriendly, even fierce tone, "Stop talking nonsense, come back with me, let's go."
After saying that, he turned and walked away, but after a few steps, he realized that the child had not followed him at all.
Shu Xubai turned his head and saw that Jiufeng had already gotten off the high stool and squatted on the ground, hugging her leg with one hand and drawing circles on the ground with the other, while muttering: "Bad Bai, you big bad guy, I'm drawing circles to curse you, may you eat instant noodles without seasoning, go to the toilet without toilet paper, step in dog poop while walking, pee all over your shoes, spill soup on your crotch, fart and poop out, and tear the toilet paper when wiping your butt!"
As Shu Xubai listened, veins bulged on his forehead and his lips twitched. In his mind, he cursed Jiang Si's ancestors for eighteen generations countless times.
Look and listen to the persona she fabricated for Little Phoenix. All she talks about is shit and pee. How is that like the child she contracted?
He slowly clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and returned to Jiu Feng. Standing on his superior position, he kicked him with his foot and said fiercely, "Get up and come with me."
Jiufeng, who was squatting on the ground drawing circles, raised her head and puffed out her cheeks in a huff, like a little puppy, and said in a cute, innocent voice: "If you don't hold my hand, if you don't carry me, I won't walk. I'll draw circles and curse you, so that you'll fart and poop out, and you'll have to tear the paper to wipe your butt."
Shu Xubai repeatedly loosened his clenched fist, suppressing the violence and bloodlust in his heart. He squatted down with Jiu Feng on his back, grinding his two itchy little fangs that were about to pop out: "Get on."
Jiufeng's drunken eyes suddenly lit up, like a bright little star. She pounced on his back, wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist, and rubbed her face against his bare neck, saying in a sticky voice, "I knew Bai Bai wouldn't abandon me. Jiang Jiang was right, Bai Bai is a big man who says one thing but does another."
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