Magic Love Ring

Chapter 24: Being seen in the light

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Song Yan walked into the alley and glanced at the four bodyguard men one by one. He found a blood mark on their necks. He probed their noses with his fingers. His heart suddenly sank. All four bodyguard men were dead. No need. Said that it must be the mysterious woman who killed them.

For a moment, a cold air burst out from the soles of his feet and flowed all over his body instantly. He also hesitated in his heart. This woman was so cruel and ruthless. She killed four people in the blink of an eye. He almost died in her hands just now. It was very possible that he saved her. It will save a scourge.

"Forget it, I'd better not bother myself and let's go."

Song Yan turned around and took a few steps, feeling a little unbearable. Now this woman had been seriously injured. If she fell into the hands of her enemies, she would definitely end badly.

Besides, she was already seriously injured and shouldn't be able to hurt me.

Thinking of this, he paused again and sighed: "That's it, I will just go back to being a good person."

While muttering to himself, Song Yan came to the unconscious woman, reached out to grab her arm, intending to flatten her curled up body, and then hug her away.

But at this moment, the unconscious woman suddenly opened her eyes, and a cold light came straight to Song Yan's throat with fierce murderous intent.

"snort!"

Song Yan let out a cold snort, stepped back slightly, and then kicked out with two flying feet.

He kicked the dagger from the woman's hand away with one kick, and hit the woman in the chest with one kick. The woman flew into the alley with a groan, fell to the ground, and fainted again.

"Damn it, luckily I was prepared, otherwise I would have gone down to keep company with those four bodyguard men!"

Song Yan patted his chest with lingering fear and strode forward, his eyes falling on the woman's face. The light was too dark and he could only see a blurry outline of her face. However, there was blood flowing out of both corners of her mouth. He had just kicked her in the chest. Song Yan used at least 70% of his strength on that foot.

After careful testing, the woman had indeed fainted. Song Yan bent down to pick her up and quickly ran out of the alley. He glanced around and found that no one was paying attention. He was secretly relieved. With a thought in his heart, his eyes fell on the woman. On the body, his eyes were suddenly stunned. The woman's face was pale, and there was blood on the corners of her mouth, but her face had the ability to confuse all living beings.

I couldn't help but mutter: "Damn, she's so beautiful, but she's so ruthless when it comes to killing people! It's just a waste of time to have such a face."

Song Yan has seen several top beauties, including Teacher Han Sha, Xiang Feifei, and the proprietress Su Meier.

Teacher Han Sha is intellectual, kind and gentle; Xiang Feifei is noble, intelligent and talented; Su Meier is the kind of royal sister who is as mature as a peach.

Among the three of them, Xiang Feifei's appearance is slightly better. Teacher Han Sha and Su Mei'er are equally attractive. But when it comes to which one has the greatest appeal to Song Yan, Song Yan's first choice is Su Mei'er.

But the appearance of the mysterious woman in front of her was half as good as Xiang Feifei's.

"It's a pity that people are killing people like hemp!"

Song Yan carried the woman forward, trying to avoid the crowd. He definitely couldn't go back to the school dormitory, so there was only one option to rent a room.

This woman was wearing leather jacket, leather trousers and long riding boots, and she had no pockets. After searching for a while, she could not find her ID or wallet. Therefore, Song Yan did not dare to go to the hotel, but went to a small hotel to settle down. .

His face turned red when he thought of the ambiguous look in the landlady's eyes when he was paying, and the fact that she was selling condoms to him.

After putting the woman on the bed, his eyes fell on her. He glanced around and felt a little regretful. His face was so beautiful, but it was a pity that it was an airport.

Withdrawing his gaze, Song Yan took a brief look at the hotel room. Apart from a bed, there was not much space in the room, but it did have a toilet and a bath. An old-fashioned color TV was placed on the side of the bed.

"Should I go back to school? Or wait until she wakes up before leaving?" Song Yan was thinking boredly. Suddenly, a blushing sound came from next door. He has never eaten pork, and has never seen a pig running

Song Yan naturally knew what the sound was.

What annoyed him was that at first, the voice was deliberately suppressed, but then it became louder and louder.

"Dogs and men."

Song Yan cursed secretly and turned on the TV with the remote control.

The sound of the TV covered up the sound coming from next door. Song Yan relaxed a little and his heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

During this period, Song Yan checked on the woman many times and found that she still hadn't woken up, so he could only wait patiently. After an unknown amount of time, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally fell asleep on the chair.

Not long after he fell asleep, the woman on the bed slowly opened her eyes. After a brief moment of confusion, she became sharp and alert.

She turned over and sat up, and saw Song Yan on the chair. Suddenly, a murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and she walked up to him from the bed. She reached out to his throat with her lightning-fast hand, intending to crush his throat bones in one fell swoop.

But just when her fingers were about to touch his skin, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, because she knew that if the young man hadn't brought her to this hotel, she might have been caught by people sent by her enemies.

"You injured me, but you also saved me. I'll spare your life, and we'll have a clean slate between us." The woman said softly, and with a sway, she ran out of the window.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Song Yan woke up and subconsciously looked at the bed. He found that the woman was missing. He was shocked and secretly blamed himself for being careless. Why did he fall asleep? If the woman wakes up and wants to kill him, she won't be able to do it.

I took out my mobile phone and saw that it was already one o'clock in the morning, and the dormitory door was closed. It was impossible to go back, so I might as well just stay in this small hotel.

Song Yan has the habit of taking a shower before going to bed.

He took off his clothes and pants and walked straight into the narrow bathroom.

After a quick rinse, he shook off the water stains on his body and walked out naked. As for why he didn't use a towel, it was because he was not worried about the hygiene of the small hotel.

Just as he walked out of the bathroom, he was suddenly stunned because there was someone else in the room. The woman who left had returned and was staring at him coldly.

"You... why are you back?" Song Yan quickly covered the key parts and stuttered.

"I can come back when I want. Do I need to report to you? Also, I'm not interested in your ugly body, so there's no need to cover it so tightly!" the woman said coldly, but as she spoke, she still turned her head to the side. A faint blush appeared on the pale face.

"ugly?"

Song Yan was very dissatisfied. After long-term exercise, there was not a trace of fat on his body, and his muscle lines were obvious and shiny. However, in this case, he was too lazy to argue with the woman and grabbed the clothes on the bed. pants back to the bathroom.

When Song Yan came out again, he was already fully dressed.

"Are you a killer?" Song Yan asked the woman standing at the window curiously.

"Don't ask more questions than you should!" the woman said coldly.

Listening to the woman's cold reply, Song Yan became even more dissatisfied and sneered, "Is this how you treat your savior?"

"you wanna die!"

The woman's eyes turned cold, she turned around and stepped in front of Song Yan, punching him in the throat as fast as lightning. (To be continued)