Chapter 736

And this is "Nasero", the control area of ​​the Lionheart King's independent fleet. With the backing of His Majesty the King, she is not afraid of anyone, not to mention that she still holds important hostages.

She believed that Captain Tang, known for his intelligence, knew what to do and how to please her.

In fact, there was no deal at all. The request to exchange hostages for money was just bait to lure Tang Fang into taking the bait. The real purpose was to kill him.

Just like His Majesty the King said, Captain Tang is a man who values ​​love and righteousness, and takes the lives of his subordinates very seriously. He would rather put himself in a desperate situation than sit by and watch his companions die.

So, they have no choice. As long as he is still Tang Fang, he will definitely take the bait.

In Alice's view, after today, the Asian boy behind him will become a dead body without temperature, setting off a huge storm in the entire Hillenbel region.

He rose like a comet and fell like a meteor.

He is a sign of an era, and it is also the rest that ends the page that belongs to today in the history books.

She wanted to seize the last chance to make him her thing, and let this figure representing an era become a touch of color in Alice's life.

Literary and artistic, this is called pursuit, called life.

In layman's terms, it's called the celebrity complex of the stamp collector.

Just like a famous painting, many people are willing to pay a lot of money to buy it as a collection. "He owned it," he said.

However, the life of a person is only a hundred years, but the life of a painting can be as long as a thousand years, or even ten thousand years. It will have many so-called owners with different names, different skin colors, and different lives.

Who is the owner of whom?

It is not that people own paintings, but paintings own people.

Alice is not a person, Alice is like a painting.

In Bai Hao's eyes, dirty and dirty behavior. In Alice's view, it is extremely sacred and literary.

In the following time, it was not Tang Fang who owned her. Instead, she owns Tang Fang.

This is a story of a woman conquering a man, and it is also a story of the devil conquering people's hearts.

so.

From Alice's point of view, it is not dirty, it is sacred, it is not dirty, it is very literary.

She picked up two goblets, took a sip from one of them, then handed it to "Tang Fang", looking into his eyes with charming and bewildered eyes. With his left hand pressed against his chest, the glittering silver nail polish shone like diamonds under the light of the rearranged lamps.

"Tang Fang" turned to look at the two bodyguards standing in front of the bed.

Alice unbuttoned the top button of his military uniform, smiled and said in a provocative voice: "You can pretend that they don't exist. Don't worry, they know when to look and when not to look. "

"Tang Fang" still spoke in that weird tone: "Does it have to be like this?"

Alice took his wrist and raised the goblet to touch the goblet in her other hand.

The swirling red waves dazzled her eyes, and also dazzled the eyes of "Tang Fang".

"Of course, this is also part of the deal." She still said in an ambiguous and seductive tone: "You have been a soldier. Your physique should be good. If you serve me well, maybe I can give you a discount."

"Heck? What do you think, Captain Tang?"

She looked into his eyes, and slowly moved the goblet to her bright lips. The rose red and hawthorn red collided together, and there was an intoxicating taste, which was more impactful than when she drank the girl's blood.

The two bodyguards were silent, and they couldn't see any expressions under the cover of sunglasses. Maybe they were well-trained, or maybe they were used to this kind of thing, like two lifeless stone sculptures.

"Tang Fang" moved the wine to his lips.

The provocation in Alice's eyes grew stronger. The third button of his military uniform has been undone with his left hand.

Is she a woman controlled by flesh? she is not.

Is she a woman dazzled by victory? she is not.

Is she a woman with long hair and short knowledge? she is not.

Is she a low class woman? Nor is it.

Every Alice is elegant, every Alice is smart. Every Alice is very sensible, every Alice is very emotional.

Tang Fang is a smart man. Now that he has experienced the previous terrorist attacks and received a transaction request, although he has to bite the bullet and come here to save his companions, he will definitely make some life-saving arrangements.

Although she didn't know what kind of tricks Captain Tang was hiding, it probably had something to do with the young man below.

He didn't bring the boy who could change the shape of his right arm, but brought another boy, which in itself explained a problem—the boy downstairs was stronger than the former. This is the capital for his life, and it is also the reliance for him to dare to take risks lightly.

Of course, no matter how powerful the young man is, he can never compare to her arrangement in the salt field... To be more precise, it is the arrangement of His Majesty the King in the salt field.

But as an elegant and artistic Alice, she doesn't want to see the plaything she covets for many days being smashed into a pile of meat by those heavy weapons, or that big guy, it's really disgusting.

She didn't want him to be a regret in Alice's life, so she decided to use another way to carry out this stamp collecting game elegantly and voluptuously, so that Captain Tang could become her person and become the one that adorns Alice's crown. bright pearl.

She is so confident in her beauty that very few men can hold on to her body after seeing her.

So she approached Tang Fang under the protection of bodyguards, and used her sex to weaken his will to resist.

As it turned out, her plan to use sex and "hope" to lure him away from the boy was successful.

The so-called "hope" here means that Tang Fang can take the opportunity to capture her, threaten "Alice" to release her, and then retreat safely. From their point of view, this is the best solution.

But... when can I catch her with my hands?

Of course when the two of you are alone.

Of course she wouldn't let him succeed, so there was a scene where the bodyguard followed into the house.

At this time, she had already separated Captain Tang from the boy.

In order to be able to get him and complete this stamp-collecting feast, she closed a door and opened a window at the same time.

Yes, Tang Fang could do it when he was in bed with her. At that time, the bodyguard's eyes would fall to other places.

There is one thing he doesn't know. There was something in the glass of wine that the emotional and romantic Miss Alice handed him --- a special effect additive composed of aphrodisiacs and ecstasy. After taking it, it can cause hallucinations, arouse emotions, and lose the rationality of normal people. Reduced to an animal that only knows friends.

"Alice" is a criminal group that kidnaps children and young girls, and this mixture is their unique goodness. You can't buy it with money, and only some big nobles, such as the Duke of Tripathi, the Marquis of Robinson, and the Prince of Turamon, will Alice show some filial piety.

Of course, what she used for Tang Fang was the one with the highest quality and the strongest effect, which would turn him into a fierce tiger. Trample her thorny rose hard.

She likes to be rough, like to be wild.

After drinking this glass of wine, Tang Fang will throw her on the bed after 5 minutes, and then...

She will successfully complete the stamp collecting game, record it with the high-definition camera in the room, and finally store it in the underground collection of "Alice", where there are many similar things, and each record is a symbol of an era.

Unlike the gallery where Tripathi placed the portraits of women who had an affair with him, the underground collection of "Alice" has a sense of history and the taste of the times.

So, Alice is great. Sacred, a beautiful landscape full of artistic significance and social philosophy.

Just like Marilyn Monroe once.

So, she is emotional. Those who know how to live and understand art are good at turning unbeautiful things into beautiful things, and turning unrefined things into elegant things. Just like her name, noble, elegant and fashionable.

In fact, there are other things in that glass of wine, which are high-tech products obtained from Mr. J. A highly toxic element is carried by the nano-biological robot and mixed into the liquor.

As long as she moves her fingers afterwards. Those nano-biological robots will release a toxin that is enough to kill 3 bulls, turning him into a corpse that is slowly losing temperature.

Tang Fang died. Naturally, the young man below will not be able to cause any disturbance, and the "Morning Star Foundry" will also fall apart.

Such an elegant and evocative method of killing. It was her Alice's style, not the barbaric and primitive means of using swords or guns.

It was an honor for him to die in enjoyment, and in her arms, or it was blessed by God.

This is her, smart, elegant, noble, literary Alice.

She is always good at turning killing and transacting into a pleasing art...Of course, not everyone has such qualifications.

The scenery of the second floor could not be seen from the first floor, the fragrance brought by Alice gradually dissipated, and was still replaced by the pungent musty smell.

Bai Hao stood in the middle of the room, as if petrified.

When flight K383 flew to Gangadas Airport, just as she expected, "Tang Fang" threw her on the big white bed in the center of the room that still smelled of sunshine and perfume.

Alice responded with an exclamation and a coquettish smile, lying on the bed and looking at him with winking eyes.

The two bodyguards turned their backs.

………………

Everything is so smooth, so perfect.

Alice didn't know that the "Tang Fang" who had taken off his shirt in front of him was not the Tang Fang he wanted.

The Tang Fang she wanted was lying on the roof of a building next to the workshop, bathed in the cool sea breeze and lazy sunshine, waiting for the show to start.

The scene that happened on the second floor of the workshop can actually be called a good show, a good show of fragrance.

Freya, who was lying on his chest, raised her head and asked in a low voice, "Tang Fang, your heart is beating a little fast."

"Because someone is seducing me."

Freya was like a little cat that had been robbed of a saury, suddenly straightened up, and looked around vigilantly, and found that apart from those sultry sea breezes and soaring water birds, there was no woman seducing him.

"You're lying, and it's wrong to lie."

Tang Fang said seriously: "I'm not lying, she's really seducing me, if I change the place, change the identity, maybe I won't be able to control it, what will happen to her?"

Freya pouted, just like a patriot declaring territorial sovereignty, said righteously: "Tang Fang is mine, mine! mine!"

He gently stroked her head, and said persuasively, "Freya, you have to know that it's wrong to eat alone. Good things should be shared with everyone, and the happiness should be passed on. Only a good child."

The little girl felt that this sentence made sense. But there is another feeling that is very unreasonable.

She thought about it seriously, and then reluctantly said: "Then I can give you a piece of sister Claire's. You Fei, Tang Yun, Linglong, and Yingluo."

These are the sisters she has the best relationship with.

Tang Fang flicked her forehead: "What do you think of me? A cake? One piece for each person."

"No, no, no." Freya said innocently, "It's not a cake, it's a banana."

She has always been very obedient, and she also likes to listen to Tang Fang speak. I especially like the sentence, "You are my little apple, and I am your fleshy banana." I think this sentence represents Tang Fang's full love for her.

Captain Tang's face was redder than those maple trees in the distance.

Captain Tang's face is very embarrassing, even worse than the herring gull that lost the sea fish on the horizon.

It's not because of the beautiful scene on the second floor of the studio, but because of Freya's innocence, or what she said carelessly.

"Freya, this is the only one that must never be shared with Tang Yun and Linglong."

"Why?" She looked puzzled: "Didn't you say that good things should be shared with everyone?"

"Only this is not enough. At most...you can give Claire a piece at most. Tang Yun and Linglong absolutely cannot."

"Why?" On the question of whether bananas should be shared. She displayed a persistent questioning spirit.

"You can't talk nonsense, and of course you can't eat bananas indiscriminately. If the inappropriate person eats it, it will cause diarrhea."

"That's it." The little girl said in an extremely regretful tone, "They are so pitiful..."

"Hehe...hehehe...it's very pitiful."

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The passenger plane K383 finally landed on a large apron that had been emptied in the airport.

At the same time, the fierce battle on the second floor of the saltworks workshop also came to an end.

Alice sat flat on the head of the bed, and the white shirt slowly put away her round shoulders, covering up the alluring scenery.

There was a strong ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

"Tang Fang" lay on his back on the bed, posing in a big "big" character, looking at her back with a scrutinizing and mocking expression.

The two bodyguards still carried their bodies behind their backs, and they didn't say a word the whole time, not even daring to breathe.

It's hard to imagine that they can hold on to it. It made people wonder if Alice's bodyguards had to meet a special requirement, just like those who used to serve the royal family members in the inner courtyard of the deep palace.

She got out of bed. The loose white shirt just covers the spring scenery in the garden.

It was Tang Fang's shirt, with the scent of Claire's favorite laundry detergent on it. Now it is worn on a strange woman... Seriously, she is not unfamiliar, at least it will be a change.

There was a smile on the corner of Alice's mouth, with relief and satisfaction on her face, she looked up at the high-definition camera on the ceiling, looked at the man lying on the bed, and said with joy: "You are so wonderful, I almost fell victim to your Enthusiasm melts."

After saying the words of praise, she changed her tone and said quietly: "Happiness is always so short compared to sadness, but it is therefore more precious, isn't it?"

She bent down and looked into his eyes with sad eyes: "Compared to happiness, sadness has more artistic tension, so please don't resent, you will become an irreplaceable artistic beauty, which will always exist in Alice's heart." in life."

"I love you...a man who smells like matcha tea."

She walked to the window, ready to take another look at him from afar.

The two bodyguards turned their bodies, and their eyes, filtered out by the sunglasses, fell on "Tang Fang".

Alice picked up the lighter on the table, lit a thin female cigarette, and put it on the lips of the man who had kissed all over the bed.

The smoke was so graceful that it obscured her side face.

She put down the lighter, picked up a little-finger-long silver metal rod next to it, put her thumb on the red button in the middle, and looked at the man on the bed with loving eyes.

"Tang Fang" looked at her and said in a lazy tone: "The transaction..."

Drugs that can cause nervous excitement have some side effects, and it is inevitable to have a period of low physical strength after intense exercise.

His skin was wine red, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead and the back of his hands, and even his breath was a bit stagnant.

The affection in Alice's eyes was even stronger: "Deal? What a loving and righteous man, what a pity, if it weren't for some big shots that I can't even afford to kill you, maybe it would make you live a few more days .”

"It's a pity...it's a pity..."

"Tang Fang" shrank his pupils: "Are you kidding me?"

Alice said: "No, you are my precious collection, please believe that I have infused feelings for you."

"Tang Fang" said: "It's really pitiful."

She thought it was his self-mockery: "It's a little pitiful, but please rest assured, you will become a radiant brilliance in Alice's eternal life."

She took the pda from the bodyguard and looked at the image captured by the high-definition camera. There was no abnormal color in her eyes, as if she was admiring a painting.

"Farewell, my love." She looked at the man on the bed and pressed the button.

"Tang Fang" looked into her eyes, and repeated what he said just now: "It's so pitiful..."

Alice was playing him, and he was playing her, and that wasn't pathetic at all, it was fair.

But unlike Alice who regards him as a work of art, "Tang Fang" is not a work of art at all, at least in appearance.

Those who are called "Ruhua" are not necessarily all beauties.

Isn't it pitiful to treat a reptile that doesn't conform to human aesthetics as a work of art, calling out for lover and screaming one after another?

Who is playing with whom?

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Ten seconds passed in the blink of an eye, and a dull atmosphere filled the entire room.

"Tang Fang" was lying on the bed, looking at her with pity. (To be continued.)