[BL] Did The Domineering President Speak Well Today?

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72.   You are shameless!

    There was a sound of chasing footsteps from the top floor.

    Su Xici quickly ran downstairs, holding the handkerchief that he brought with him, carefully wiped his mouth and hands completely, and threw the handkerchief away in disgust.

    A bald man upstairs turned over and jumped directly from the railing of the stairs on the upper floor, several times in succession, and soon caught up with him.

    A gust of cool wind blew up behind Su Xici's head, he suddenly lowered his body and lowered his head, narrowly dodging Lorenz's fist, and quickly raised his leg to attack his back.

    The strong leg strength only made the opponent's figure shake a bit, but gave him a chance to fight back. He turned around and punched Su Xici again, directly hitting Su Xici's stomach.

    Su Xici hurriedly withdrew his hands to block back, but was forced back a few steps by the domineering force, and shook his numb hand, the fist wind following his temples made the corners of his eyes hurt.

    He raised his hand to block again, the pain in his left arm bone made him panic, his right hand wrapped around the opponent's arm strangely, and a misalignment took it off.

    Pulling out the steel-making dagger from the opponent's waist, he habitually twirled a blade in his hand, and stabbed viciously at the palm of the opponent's right hand that had hit his left hand just now.

    Lorenz's face was rarely flustered, and he quickly turned sideways to avoid it in embarrassment.

    At this time, the mercenaries behind also chased after him, and the first two or three rushed to Su Xici.

    Su Xici had no choice but to give up his attack on Lorenz, blocked a few hands and feet casually, and shot one of them in the eye with a throwing knife.

    "Ah—"

    The whole building suddenly went dark.

    Someone turned off the switch.

    It suddenly became dark, and Lorenz and the others reacted quickly, subconsciously blocking in front of them with their hands, so that their eyes would not be attacked while adapting to the dim light.

    In the dark night, someone looks even more like a ghost.

    The safe passage indicator light exuded a dim green light, and when they got used to the faint light, they saw Su Xici stepped on one of them's neck, holding a small dagger with two fingers.

    A bloodshot eyeball was attached to the dagger, and the blood dripped on the face of the man on the ground.

    And the facial features of the man were complete, but his limbs were twisted in a weird posture, his chest heaved violently, his throat was pressed, and he couldn't even make a sound.

    "Do you want eyes?" Su Xici held up the dagger, and the silver-rimmed glasses flashed a green light in the darkness.

    He smiled shyly, looked at the person not far away with tenderness and reservedness, and said in a flattering tone, "Can I return it to you? It's still fresh."

    The man covered his bleeding eye sockets and took a step back.

    With a rage, Lorenz flew towards him, kicking away with his long legs.

    Su Xici dodged on his back, not wanting to fight, the dagger in his hand sank into the man's chest, turned over and jumped to the next floor.

    The man stared at his chest, his eyeballs slipped off the dagger and fell to the ground because of the squeeze.