Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

Back from the Dead

Evening.

The suburb of City F.

The ground was a little damp from the recent rain and the air was a little low. Two men in black were

seen walking furtively in the night, carrying a sack.

They turned the corner into a path without street lights.

"Boss, what do you think of this place, it's dark and windy, and there's no surveillance." The shorter

black man was the first to speak out, with a face of impatience, "I just looked, there's no one around,

let's release this idiot, the drug on her, it won't be long before it kicks in."

The taller man showed a disgusted smile, "What's your hurry? But yes, it took a lot of effort to bring this

girl here, and finally we can get what we want."

"Yes, yes, boss, I think this alley is quite suitable, let's hurry up and get the job done!"

The short man rubbed his hands in anticipation, the tall man put down his heavy sack, unsealed the

rope, and inside was a beautiful looking girl!

The moonlight spilled in the path, shining on the girl's face, the girl is only 17 or 18 years old, light

eyebrows, small round face, I see pity.

This small family's face is screwed together, the little face red, eyebrows tightly wrinkled, is actually

drugged.

The two men in black can't wait to see what the girl looks like.

The short man said impatiently, "Boss, you were first before, this one let me first."

As he said, he took off his pants.

Just when his dirty hands were about to touch the girl's white body, the girl suddenly raised her arms.

The two men didn't pay any attention.

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, a pair of jewel-like eyes that shone with an eerie light.

She just opened her eyes and saw the "salty hands" slowly approaching like her, reflexively picking up

the tree branches scattered around. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The two men have not reacted, the girl quickly stabbed the branch into the body of the short man.

The girl in front of you looks soft, but her action at the moment is really fast, accurate and hard, the tree

branch straight to the chest of the short man, the short man did not have time to shout, it is no longer

alive.

"Shorty!"

The tall man, who was laughing at the monkey business of the short man, saw this sudden scene and

snapped up the smile on his face. He looked at the girl who was full of cold colors and couldn't help but

be dumbfounded.

"You, when did you wake up, you dead girl, what do you want!"

The tall man was somewhat frightened by the girl's expression, but he still forced himself to be calm

and walked towards her.

He was about to swing his fist and hammer at the girl when the girl had already picked up the branch in

her hand and stabbed the tall man in the chest ahead of him, in the same position as the short man,

with the same precision.

The tall man's fist had not been lowered, he probably did not expect his life to end so easily in the

hands of a small girl. His eyes were open and he fell down with eyes full of disbelief.

Klara Bell looked at the two fallen male bodies in front of him and was a little confused.

Herself, wasn't he dead.

She remembered that she was practicing a supreme martial art and could not get past the bottleneck.

She was so ruthless that she sent her power hard, but burst her body to death.

This strange environment ......

A dark and damp path, surrounded by silence, except for two corpses no one else.

The meager fighting aura, like telling herself that this is not the Dragon Mainland Klara is familiar with.

A wave of memories that clearly did not belong to her but seemed to have been experienced came

rushing back.

Her body shook slightly, the pressure on her brain making her a little dizzy.

After a while, she finally adjusted to the memories in her head.

Good, she was dead. But it was not expected that she had borrowed a body and returned to a young

girl with the same name as her.

Although this body has a beautiful face, but it does not know how to dress up, the whole day to make

themselves unkempt, and with the beauty has also dropped a few levels.

Also dumb as hell, learning everything to be two beats slower than others.

The whole day around the family's brother and sister, but no one is willing to pay attention to her, and

occasionally take her jokes, she can not hear the good or bad words.

The two unidentified men pretending to be beggars drugged her and took her to a remote town far from

home, trying to force her.

Klara cleared her head and shook her head with a smile.

Is her brain not working?

The first thing you need to do is to take care of the problem.

She is known as the "ghost medicine girl", she is not a vegetarian.

Suddenly, Klara's legs went limp and she almost sat down on the ground.

It was probably the drug taking effect.

She braced herself and left the isolated path slowly and surely.

At the same time.

On the highway.

A blue Lamborghini sped by, Milo sitting on the passenger side with a nervous face, looking at the man

in the back seat from time to time, "Mr. Davidson, you hold on, we're almost there."

Sitting in the back seat of the car is a man wearing a white shirt.

Although wearing light-colored clothes, but gives the impression that it is not sunny at all.

The high nose, slightly taut lips, all of which are emitting a cool aura that belongs exclusively to him.

This impeccable face is haggard, and you can vaguely see the pain flickering in his eyes.

"I can't, quick, you guys leave immediately." The words that came out in a magnetic voice were

unquestionable.

"Stop the car!"

"No ......" Milo just opened his mouth to refuse.

I saw Stanley Davidson a stern look over, low yell: "Get down, driver stop!"

The driver dared not disobey, and hurriedly put out the car. The bodyguard was the first to get out of

the car, Milo looked at Stanley, wanted to say something, but still got out of the car.

"Mr. Davidson, you must hold on, I'll call Dr. Austin immediately." Milo opened his mouth and said

cautiously.

At this point, Stanley had no strength to respond to Milo, the sweat on his head dripped down his

cheeks one by one, but the body temperature was like ice.

Milo could see that Stanley was a precursor to an attack, and dared not stay any longer, taking the

driver and bodyguards with him to leave.

The unpopulated avenue, the street lights shining on the blue car, more and more gloomy.

I don't know how long it took, a ghost-like figure, from a side road trembling out.

This person is none other than Klara, she saw the lights on and let out a long breath, finally out of that

ghostly place.

From her newly received memories, she learned that the only way to get back was to walk to the main

road and find a means of transportation called a "car".

But Klara took a glance, this midnight, where to find a "car" it.

Klara's brow was furrowed, before she was familiar with this world, she was first embarrassed by the

car problem.

Her body was getting hotter and hotter, and sweat was covering her body.

No, she had to leave as soon as possible.