My Beautiful Lady/C11 assassination
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C11 assassination

Even in the darkness, Du Chunfeng could still feel the astonishing elasticity of Leng Yufei's chest, as well as his slender waist that could not bear to be grasped.

In a situation where there was not a single ray of light, Leng Yufei's body seemed to emit a faint luster, which was extremely captivating. It stirred the deepest desire in the man's heart, and her strong desire to conquer seemed to surge like a tide, invading Du Chunfeng's heart wave after wave.

"You're playing with fire!"

Du Chunfeng said hoarsely, flames burning in his eyes as he looked at Leng Yufei's body. He only felt that his mouth was parched and his mouth was parched, while a ball of fire burned inside her body.

Du Chunfeng was not a righteous man who liked to take advantage of the situation, nor did he act rashly!

There were very few mercenaries who were able to keep themselves clean. Even if they were more upright, they would more or less be tainted with some bad habits after becoming a mercenary.

This was not a matter of conviction, but after a war, the mercenaries urgently needed to vent their tyrannical emotions in order to alleviate their own violent emotions, lest the killing intent invade their own brain and turn them into a bloodthirsty Berserk Demon.

"As long as you help our Leng Family get out of this calamity, I'll be yours! Even if I have to be your plaything, I will have no regrets and will only be your woman for the rest of my life! "

Leng Yufei was expressionless as she walked to the front of Du Chunfeng. Her eyes were filled with pain, and her body was trembling slightly as a rosy color appeared. She was at a loss of what to do and had no place to place her hands, but she was stubborn enough to reveal her perfect body in front of Du Chunfeng.

"You trust me that much?"

Du Chunfeng tilted his head as blazing flames burned fiercely in his eyes, as if he was going to melt.

Leng Yufei felt that Du Chunfeng had landed on his body, and an extreme sense of shame surged into his heart, as if there was some kind of invisible magic. When Du Chunfeng's gaze landed on that place, his body became extremely strange and hot, and there was a warm current circulating in his body.

"It's not that I don't believe you, but that I have nowhere else to go!"

Leng Yufei laughed, but her expression was a little miserable, and looked extremely lonely.

"If you trust me that much, then I'll take a bit of a loss. I'll give you one billion dollars for it. You're taking a big advantage over me!"

Du Chunfeng laughed lightly, reached out and pulled Leng Yufei away, pulling her into her embrace.

"Ya!"

Even though Leng Yufei's heart was already prepared, at this moment, her heart was still in a mess as her heart was in a state of panic.

She had only cried out half a scream, but the air was blocked off by Du Chunfeng's big mouth just as the flow of air rushed out of her throat.

Du Chunfeng's hands were nimble as he moved around Leng Yufei's body. Not long later, Leng Yufei's entire body was pink, gasping for breath, her bewitching eyes were silk, releasing a shocking charm, and her eyes seemed to be rippling.

Du Chunfeng narrowed his eyes, his entire mind and soul seemed to be attracted by Leng Yufei, focusing entirely on him, trying to accomplish something good.

At this time, a black figure soundlessly sneaked in from outside. Like a ghost, his footsteps were light and soundless, as he slowly crept behind Du Chunfeng and his, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

A cold light emerged from the center of his palm, and an extremely sharp short blade appeared in the black figure's hands. He raised it up high, and stabbed towards Leng Yufei's heart.

The trajectory of the sharp blade in the air just happened to pass by Du Chunfeng's throat. It seemed that it had made up its mind to kill Du Chunfeng at the same time.

"You brat, you can be considered to have gotten a big advantage. Before death, you have a close relationship with Leng Yufei, who is able to bring calamity to the country, even if it means you are a ghost!"

Maybe because this hitman thought that Du Chunfeng and Leng Yufei were dead meat, he opened his mouth.

Leng Yufei suddenly woke up from her stupor, her eyes revealing a burst of fear of death. She began to struggle intensely, wanting to struggle free from Du Chunfeng's embrace.

However, compared to Du Chunfeng, her strength was too weak, and he could not break away.

As for Du Chunfeng, he acted like he was possessed by a devil, as if he did not hear the assassin's words, and his hands continued to wander around Leng Yufei's body.

Suddenly, Leng Yufei's face turned ashen, she thought that she was dead meat, and at the same time, mocked herself in her heart, she believed that a man she met once could actually help Leng Family tide through this crisis.

"Leng Yufei, you are really stupid!"

Leng Yufei gave up resisting as tears streamed down from the corner of her eyes.

She widened her eyes. She did not want to die without knowing the reason. She wanted to know who she died to, and even if she died and became an evil ghost, she had to come back for revenge.

Leng Yufei's heart trembled as she felt death approaching him, step by step.

As she was quietly waiting for her death, she suddenly realized that the descending blade had stopped. Very suddenly, the assassin's face turned to one of disbelief and shock.

"Disturbing me in my efforts to achieve good things is truly unforgivable!"

Du Chunfeng raised his head. The light in his eyes was sharper than a blade's edge, causing Leng Yufei to have no choice but to close his eyes. There was a loud bang as if something heavy flew out and crashed into the furniture in the room.

Leng Yufei felt that she was being released, and quickly left Du Chunfeng's body. She extended her hand, and without caring who's clothes were, she covered herself up, and looked over.

Du Chunfeng sat by the side of the bed with his blade held high, his eyes like lightning, looking forward.

By the wall, the assassin was exhausted and his mouth was covered with blood. The blade in his hand was thrown far away.

"Tell me who ordered you to do this, and I'll give you a quick death!"

The assassin's face was filled with fear, his eyes dared not even dare to make eye contact with Du Chunfeng. He did not get up from the ground, and quickly ran away on all fours as if he was a miserable dog that was trying to escape.

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