Chapter 181

Then this should be a special mission that his good brother outsourced himself.

"……"

Hoshino Mu frowns slightly.

"This is what the employer specifically emphasized…"

The good brother smiles lewdly and reveals a row of big yellow teeth.

"This woman is a top-quality one…"

"It's just that for you, she might be a bit old."

"But that doesn't matter, we just need to cover her face"

"Just look at the figure, don't look at the face…"

"You come over…"

The good brother talks to himself and walks straight toward the sack.

Accompanied by a lewd smile.

Although Hoshino Mu is not a good person.

But he wouldn't do this kind of thing outdoors in broad daylight.

If it were indoors.

He could consider it!

……

Just as the good brother is about to reach for the sack…

"Rip~"

The sound of the sack being torn apart suddenly comes!

Immediately after.

A knife gleaming with cold light stabs out from the sack.

"Ah!"

The good brother's hand is instantly cut by the knife.

Blood instantly flows down along the lines of his fingers.

"You stinky bitch! You're courting death!!"

The good brother is clearly enraged.

He takes out the dagger from his bosom.

Hoshino Mu does not intend to help.

Since the good brother is a Black Organization member.

He should have the ability to beat a woman.

Moreover, the other party is still in a weak position.

But who would have thought.

He overestimated the good brother's strength.

In just an instant.

The good brother is knocked unconscious by a high-heeled shoe flying out of the sack.

……

At this moment.

The woman is about to crawl out of the sack.

"！！！"

Hoshino Mu is showing his true face at this moment.

It wouldn't be good if his identity were discovered.

So he is quick-witted and changes his skin instantly.

He didn't expect the disguise technique to come in handy so quickly.

Just look.

An adult man with a fierce appearance appears here.

Looking at the woman who just crawled out of the sack.

"？！"

Eri Kisaki?

The woman has long, slightly curly brown hair.

At this moment, she is wearing a bun.

Thin sweat sticks a few strands of hair to her forehead.

She wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses over her blurry, charming blue eyes.

It makes one want to swallow.

From her red, honey-like lips that open and close.

A few heavy gasps are continuously exhaled.

Each one emits a muffled groan that is hard to suppress.

She sticks out her tongue to lick her lips.

That is a sign of being parched.

Appearing in this state.

She has clearly been drugged.

Looking down.

The woman is wearing professional attire that outlines her perfect figure.

Adding a few touches of seductive allure.