"Look me in the eye and tell me do you want me?" Maureen sal put her arms around Qin Shaojie’s neck and looked at Qin Shaojie’s eyes with amorous eyes and asked.
"I …"
Qin Shaojie didn’t finish his words when he saw Maureen Sal’s sapphire eyes suddenly turned white and then a chill rose from the soles of his feet.
Looking down, I found that I didn’t know when my feet had been firmly linked together by a layer of ice, and then the speed of the ice spread to the naked eye.
"Is giggle handsome funny?" Molinsar smiled charming and then stepped back. "I’m telling you, I like ice sculptures best. It would be more beautiful if I could add all kinds of colored lights to them."
As Maureen Sal’s voice just fell, Qin Shaojie was frozen into a sparkling human popsicle and firmly poked at the door of the house.
"Little handsome boy, you really haven’t." Molinsar walked to the ice sculpture and stroked the silk-like China Resources ice with a smile. "But it’s a lot harder."
Then Maureen Sal turned and walked back to the bed, took out a mobile phone from the bedside table and pressed it twice to his ear.
Before the sound came out of the phone, Maureen Sal felt her fingers loosen, and then the phone came out of her hand and slammed into the wall and turned into a pile of pieces before falling to the ground.
"Who is it?" Maureen Sal turned to look at the door, only to find that Qin Shaojie, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, honestly poked at it without moving.
"Who else can it be? Of course, it’s your little handsome boy. "
Maureen Sal was wondering when he suddenly heard the sound again behind him. He quickly turned to the side and saw an incredible scene.
Seeing that she has just made a sports bed, there is an extra person at this time, which is the man who was frozen into an ice sculpture by herself.
"Who the hell are you?" Maureen sal knew that she must have been tricked and lost her face. Qin Shaojie looked at lying in bed with a charming smile and asked warily. At the same time, her eyes also looked at the gun that she threw on the bed.
"Do you want this?" Qin Shaojie pointed to the gun and then hooked his finger. The gun flew directly to Qin Shaojie just like being held by a rope.
Then Qin Shaojie held the gun in both hands and pressed it in.
After a creaking sound, a pistol made of metal was crushed into an iron ball.
"Here you are," said Qin Shaojie, throwing the former iron ball with a gun into Maureen Sal’s hands.
"Hercules?" Maureen sal’s beautiful face suddenly looks ugly. A pair of sapphire eyes are indecisive and look at the iron ball in their hands and say
"Hercules?" Qin Shaojie smiled and said, "I don’t know what it is, but it’s a good name. I am really strong at some times."
"You want to die" Maureen Sal suddenly shouted, and then his eyes turned white again. Qin Shaojie felt that the room suddenly rolled up with a cold wind, and then white snowflakes floated around Maureen Sal’s body.
The snowflake stayed around Molinsar for a moment and suddenly shot at Qin Shaojie like a shell leaving a chamber.
Chapter 5 Force by torture
What can a rope do?
Of course, there are many ropes in different hands.
It can be tied into a scarecrow in the hands of farmers; In the hands of hunters, it becomes a trap for hunting animals; In women’s hands, it can be used to tie a man’s heart.
But what if this rope is in a man’s hand?
The answer is simple. It can bind a bad woman.
Qin Shaojie didn’t move, still half dead, leaning against the head of the bed. Moline Sal’s seemingly glittering and translucent flowers were sharper than snowflakes. At the same time, Qin Shaojie’s hand was magically like an extra climbing rope.
Snowflakes keep hitting Qin Shaojie like a shell, but Qin Shaojie’s protective body and vigorous bullet roots can’t hurt him half a hair in a few centimeters away from his body.
"shua"
Qin Shaojie got rid of the rope in his hand and flew as fast as a swimming snake towards Molinsar.
Molinsar tried to hide, but he couldn’t come. The rope wound around Molinsar’s arm as if it were alive, and then wound around and around. After a while, Molinsar was trapped firmly.
"Let me go," Molinsar struggled to shout to Qin Shaojie, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t get away with it.
The rope is just an ordinary rope, but Qin Shaojie injected a Xuanyuan tactic into it, so that this ordinary rope became a low-level instrument.
It is said that it is a low-level multiplier because Qin Shaojie’s roots have not been quenched seriously, but he just got one on a whim.
But even a low-level instrument with Xuanyuan tactic is easy to bind Maureen Sal.
Qin Shaojie jumped out of bed and walked to Maureen Sal, only to find that Maureen Sal was constantly making the rope freeze and trying to break it, but every time the rope was broken on the ice, it was intact and she was still tied firmly.
"No," Qin Shaojie said with a smile. "How about I make a deal with you?"
"What deal?" Maureen sal looked up and her delicate cheeks were full of unwillingness.
"Very simple," Qin Shaojie laughed. "I already know your name, so I won’t say it. How about saying that you come to Huaxia and then honestly come back with me and let’s study it? I will let you go if you promise me. "
"Don’t worry, I’ll let you go after the research," Qin Shaojie added. "I’m telling you, it’s a good deal. If you engage in scientific research experiments in China, no matter whether you are a researcher or being studied, you will have money to take it."
Qin Shaojie talked about the deal with Molinsar just like the wolf lied to the white rabbit door.
"Hum"
Molinsar disdained to sneer and said, "Do you think I am so gullible as a child? Who will believe your story is a ghost? "