As for the specific medicine... any man who is a normal physiological aspect can understand it.

Wang Yan kept screaming and did not answer these questions.

This further stimulated Xiao Pingyuan's anger and completely turned into a sky-sky fire.

Grabbing her hair and smashing her toward the wall. She couldn't maintain balance no matter how hard she struggled. Her high heels were thrown to one side, Wang Yan's face was covered with blood, and a terrible wound of three centimeters was torn apart on the side of her forehead. Her hair was mixed with blood, and she kept flowing to the half-naked ****. The continuous heavy blows made her lose her strength, and her physical energy was consumed sharply at an unprecedented speed. Her hands and feet became weak, and her whole body was trembling. Her chest and neck were hit continuously, and more wounds were blooming.

Xiao Pingyuan obviously had no intention of letting her go. He grabbed Wang Yan's shoulder with both hands, bent his knees and kicked her hard towards her abdomen.

Her face turned pale, but she still didn't say a word and didn't beg for mercy. Xiao Pingyuan, who was completely angry with this attitude, simply threw Wang Yan horizontally for more than half a meter away. This was the limit of his strength, but it caused even greater pain to this poor woman.

The bar has been occupied by Xiao Pingyuan's subordinates. They were more than a dozen bodyguards who came to hear the news and were armed with guns and ammunition. As the owner of the manor, Xiao Pingyuan's number of guards under him was much more than this, about a hundred people. But he felt that there was no need to transfer more people, because it was more important than catching a woman to vent his anger.

Yang Yanhong is indeed very beautiful. A few days ago, Xiao Pingyuan looked at this woman carefully from a distance. He was moved at that time, but he didn't do anything.

He is a man who wants to be very respectful. He should never be rude when dealing with women without being rude. They all like the kind of gentle and gentle. Xiao Pingyuan has always believed that only gangsters can use violence. But today... he really can't help it.

He never expected Yang Yanhong to be so fierce no matter what.

Oh my God! That terrible speed doesn't look like a human. Perhaps only the legendary martial arts masters have that ability. This also shows why Yang Yanhong was able to survive until now in the world where the virus broke out. Because she has this ability and she has absolute strength.

Xiao Pingyuan always felt that he had the opportunity to get Yang Yanhong. The premise was that Wang Yan had to cooperate. The medicine powder had been given to Wang Yan. It can be seen that Yang Yanhong trusted her very much. As long as she was drugged in wine or rice, she could let herself do whatever she wanted. When the raw rice was cooked, she must have to default on the facts and be my bride honestly.

I'm afraid there will be no such opportunity again in the future. Both sides have broken up, and she killed one of his bodyguards. Even if there is really a chance, Xiao Pingyuan could not express kindness to Yang Yanhong. After all, he is the owner of Bihe Villa, and everyone here is watching him. If his subordinates are killed, they have to shrink and do nothing, and they will completely lose their hearts.

After venting from Wang Yan, he announced his decision to expel Yang Yanhong.

Xiao Pingyuan made up his mind. Maybe he couldn't deal with this woman, but it would probably be fine to drive her out of here. Even if she could fight and snatch several guns away, it would be impossible to kill everyone in Bihe Villa.

Looking at Wang Yan lying on the ground dying, Xiao Pingyuan finally felt tired. He spat at Wang Yan with thick phlegm and waved impatiently at the bodyguard standing beside him: "She is yours, you can do whatever you want."

Just the power to be a man and a strong man.

Before he finished speaking, several crisp gunshots came from the direction of the bar gate. The light was dim and you could see people falling down. The screams and gunshots were mixed together, and there were all kinds of chaotic calls for help.

No one knows when Yang Yanhong broke in.

Her hands held a gun and could aim at two targets at the same time. The bullets were fired from a very close distance, shooting one after another unexpected bodyguards. Her heavy body fell down with a scream, knocking over the table and chairs, and smashing the wine bottle.

People, including Xiao Pingyuan, could hardly believe their eyes.

She couldn't see her movements clearly, and could only see the fires ejected from the muzzle and the heads that were bombed by bullets. Blood splattered everywhere, and the number of dead people soon exceeded that of living people.

Soon, there was only the last bodyguard left in the bar.

He didn't dare to do anything, and he had no idea of ​​being a foe in his mind. He turned around and ran towards the bar gate.

Yang Yanhong refused to let him go.

He grabbed the bodyguard's arm in the air with one hand, pulled it down with unparalleled strength, swung it high with a standard judo swing, and smashed it hard to the ground.

Xiao Pingyuan calculated at least one thing correctly. Yang Yanhong had practiced judo, but she was not so skillful and had no level. She was just an ordinary beginner of ribbons.

The bodyguard's arm was twisted into a twist. Yang Yanhong raised her feet, stepped on the other person's body with hard high heels, and shot through the other person's neck with accuracy and accuracy, then kicked the body that had lost its signs of life away, and walked towards the trembling Xiao Pingyuan.

"You... don't kill me!"

The owner of the villa clearly felt the murderous intent coming to his face. He had no time to say this, and immediately felt the hot and hard muzzle hitting his forehead. The tingling heat prompted Xiao Pingyuan to avoid it, but the gun body was touched by the trigger. The bullets spewed out of the muzzle with flames, and Xiao Pingyuan's entire head exploded, and various contents exploded into a red and white rain, splashing everywhere.

The dancer who had run to report the news before rushed to the dying Wang Yan, helped her up from the pool of blood, and cried and shouted: "Sister Yanzi, wake up! What's wrong with you?"

Wang Yan is not dead yet, but her body is covered in blood. The muscles on her face are twitching, which is extremely painful. Although the injuries on her body are scary, they are not fatal.

Yang Yanhong walked over quickly, picked up Wang Yanheng, and gently placed it on the sofa.

"Why don't you do what that bastard said?"

Yang Yanhong stared at Wang Yan with blood on her face, and her tone was filled with emotion: "Actually, I can deal with them. I have a way, and they are nothing in front of me."

Wang Yan squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and his voice trembled: "... Do you remember that I said... I like you very much?"

It is really ambiguous for a woman to say such things to another woman. But Yang Yanhong knows that Wang Yan definitely has no meaning in that aspect.

She refers to the story she once told herself.

Yang Yanhong nodded: "Of course I remember."

"That...that woman saved my life...you, you really look like her..."

Wang Yan raised his right hand and gently stroked Yang Yanhong's cheek with his bloody palm, her eyes softer than ever: "You and her are the same type of people... I, I can't do something that I'm sorry for you."

It is very simple, extremely simple, and it is also a very precious mentality of repaying kindness.

Yang Yanhong felt the corners of her eyes were a little wet: "You have a good rest! I will deal with the rest."

Wang Yan lay on the sofa and nodded slowly. For some reason, she was filled with comfort at this moment and had extremely calm confidence in Yang Yanhong.

She is indeed different from me.

I must trust her.

Yang Yanhong stood up from the sofa, looked at the crying news dancer, and asked lightly: "Can you use a gun?"

The other party stopped crying and shook his head timidly.

Yang Yanhong handed over a pistol, then briefly demonstrated it with the weapon in her hand, and said seriously: "Now we can only rely on ourselves. I ask you, are you willing to be the toy for those men forever?"

The dancer was shocked by the blood and murderous intent emitted from her body, and shook her head repeatedly: "Of course I don't want to."

"Then let's gather people who know you and feel that you will be on our side."

Yang Yanhong quickly pulled out the magazine, checked the bullet stock, and said without raising her head: "From now on, turn this place into our territory."

The dancer didn't understand the meaning of this sentence: "What did you say?"

"The person with the surname Xiao is dead. A new master is needed here."

Yang Yanhong explained in simple words, her voice full of fierceness and indifference: "I want to control this place. You have to make a choice now: either follow me or do nothing."

Of course there is a third option. But as long as you are not a fool, you will not choose that path.

What's more, the dozen corpses lying on the ground have not yet become cold, which is a very vivid proof.

...

The killing lasted all night.

If it weren't for seeing it with my own eyes, no one would believe it: a woman wearing high heels over ten centimeters could actually run quickly. She even wore a short butt skirt that barely covered her butt. However, the thin shirt was covered with blood and had turned from white to bright red.

Xiao Pingyuan's guard is very loyal, and I don't know what method this guy used to control those people. In fact, there are only two conditions: the first is material and the second is a woman.

Yang Yanhong's killing is crazy.

She never asked questions, and never shouted "Surrender and not kill" from beginning to end. In short, as long as you dare to pick up a weapon and point it at her, you will be enemies. No matter whether you are holding a gun or a machete stick, the ending will be dead.

She certainly doesn't have that many bullets. But for the infected body, machetes, sticks and even fists can kill people.

Killing is an effortless sport. It is more difficult to deal with evil corpses than to deal with humans. However, there is an advantage to dealing with humans: as long as you show enough violence and barbarism to allow the living to see the horror brought by the dead, many people will choose to surrender.

When Yang Yanhong reached the 93rd person, the remaining people in the entire Bihe Villa chose to surrender.

No one wants to fight against a mad woman. She is very powerful, outrageously powerful. In the face of this terrible force comparable to a steam roller, there is nothing but obedience, death.
Chapter completed!