Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

"What? You're just going to sit there and wait for death?

Chapter 355

Zhang Luan asked in surprise, squinting his eyes as he looked at her.

"If it were usual, I would definitely run with you, or even pull you down with me, but now..." Ivy moved her legs slightly.

Zhang Luan was still inside her, but this slight movement made her tremble all over and she suddenly arched her body as if she had been electrocuted.

Her feet kicked wildly in the air, her toes cramped and tensed, her chest heaved violently like waves blown by the wind, sweat slid down her collarbone, soaking her messy blonde hair.

Her cheeks flushed, her blue eyes were completely unfocused, her mouth opened slightly, and she let out a high-pitched scream.

His body seemed to be completely ignited, and he fell down, his legs still twitching uncontrollably, as if all his strength had been drained.

"No, it's hard for me to stand up now, and I can't run away at all!" Ivy leaned back in the recliner, breathing rapidly, with a resigned expression.

Her blonde hair stuck to her forehead and wetly stuck to her cheeks, and her eyes were blurry with a hint of despair.

"Where is the best shooting position for a sniper?" Zhang Luan asked, slowly withdrawing from her body.

Ivy immediately tightened her legs, curled up her body as if afraid of losing something, and lay sideways on the beach chair.

The slender and well-proportioned legs were tightly crossed and trembling slightly. There were still traces of Zhang Luan's fingers on the barley-colored skin.

She hurriedly reached out to adjust the bright red thong that had been pushed aside to cover her private parts. Her plump thighs contracted hard, the muscle lines of her legs were tense, and her small toes were still trembling slightly, as if trying to retain the sense of fullness that she had just lost.

The side-lying position made her proud breasts almost overflow from the edge of the bikini, rising and falling with her rapid breathing, and her long golden hair fell like a waterfall on her shoulders and the beach chair.

Her slender waistline formed a charming curve, and the sweat made her skin sparkle under the sunlight.

Ivy's eyes were hazy and dazed, as if her soul had been taken away, leaving only an empty shell, and she instinctively wanted to keep that.

Her blue eyes were half-open, her chest still heaving violently, and her face still had a flush that had not subsided.

She stretched out one hand and placed it on her lower abdomen, while the other hand hung limply on the edge of the beach chair, her fingertips trembling slightly.

"Why don't you understand? Whether you live or die, I must die. You can't save me like this!" Ivy said breathlessly.

She reached out and grabbed Zhang Luan's big hand, placed it on her cheek, and rubbed it gently. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a lost little animal seeking shelter.

"Who said I would die? No one will die today!" Zhang Luan smiled slightly, with confidence on his lips.

Chapter 359 The killing is over, and the filling continues

"Well... okay!" Ivy sighed softly and pushed him to the side.

"Is this the place?" Zhang Luan asked curiously, looking around as if looking for the sniper.

At the same time, the command center on the other side immediately issued an order: "The target has entered the position, take action!"

"boom!"

With a dull gunshot, the sniper bullet flew through the air at lightning speed and headed straight for the back of Zhang Luan's head.

Ivy looked at Zhang Luan nervously, her heart almost stopping. She knew this man was no fool, but she couldn't imagine how he could survive such a tightrope.

With a dull thud, the bullet grazed the scalp and deviated from its direction, hitting the trunk of a coconut tree nearby, sending bark fragments flying everywhere.

"Hurry, hurry, the sniper missed, take action immediately!" The command center ordered anxiously, with a hint of uneasiness in the voice.

The sniper holding the sniper rifle was completely at a loss at this time, looking at his scope with a confused look on his face.

He is the most accurate shooter in the team, confident that he can knock down the target from a thousand meters away and has never missed.

This time the distance was only 300 meters, the weather was clear and the wind was light, which were ideal shooting conditions.

He was very sure that he had not missed the target. The crosshairs were firmly locked on the back of the target's head. When he pulled the trigger, everything was perfect as usual.

But the bullet seemed to be deflected by some invisible force, deviated from its intended trajectory, and hit a coconut tree that was completely out of range.

This doesn't make sense at all, unless—

The sniper gasped, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. He recalled the snippets of information about the target possessing some special abilities, which they had considered a joke back then.

Now it seems that it is not groundless.

Zhang Luan's smile deepened. He looked down at Ivy and whispered, "Did you see that? I said no one will die today."

Ivy stared at him in disbelief, her eyes wide open, a hint of shock and awe flashing in her blue eyes.

All the assassins lying in ambush around revealed their true colors.

A killer hiding behind the reef suddenly leaned out, holding a submachine gun with flames spurting out of the muzzle.

Another guy pretending to be a tourist threw away the ice cream in his hand, pulled out a pistol from his waist and quickly aimed.

There was also the burly man who had just been playing beach volleyball. He bent down, dug out a rifle from the sand, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Gunshots rang out one after another, and bullets poured down like a rainstorm.

Ivy immediately rolled off the lounge chair and nimbly lay on the side of a surfboard, her bright red thong leaving a trail on the beach.

She clung to the surfboard, her chest squeezed out of shape, her blue eyes filled with tension, her breathing was rapid, and her blonde hair was disheveled, covering half of her face.

Zhang Luan remained calm and walked towards the killer closest to him.

He possesses advanced magic that can petrify his skin, and the surface of his skin seems to be covered with a layer of indestructible rock.

The bullet hit him, making a crisp "ding ding" sound, like hitting metal, and then bounced off and scattered on the beach.

The killer opened his eyes wide and fired the pistol in his hand repeatedly, but saw that Zhang Luan was unharmed, and his steps were as steady as a mountain, approaching step by step.

The killer ran out of bullets, a look of horror appeared on his face. He quickly threw away his gun, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and rushed forward.

His movements were nimble and swift, the dagger flashing coldly in the sunlight as it pierced Zhang Luan's chest.

However, in Zhang Luan's eyes, all this seemed to happen in slow motion. He stretched out his hand easily and grabbed the killer's wrist accurately.

"Crack!"

With a sudden force, the wrist bones broke, the killer let out a scream, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Luan punched him in the chest. The crisp sound of broken ribs could be heard clearly. The killer vomited blood and his body collapsed on the beach like a rag.

"Damn, the bull is down. This guy is not afraid of bullets at all!" A killer shouted in the distance, his voice full of panic.

Zhang Luan turned to look at the other killer, and suddenly exerted force with his legs, splashing a cloud of sand and dust on the beach.

The whole person almost flew over, at a speed so fast that it was difficult to capture with the naked eye, carrying an invisible pressure.

The killer had just raised his gun, but before he could fire, Zhang Luan stepped down heavily.

"boom!"

The killer was stepped into the sand and his body slid three or four meters on the beach. His chest collapsed, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he died instantly.

There was a sudden silence on the beach. The remaining killers looked at each other, their hands holding their weapons trembling slightly.

Zhang Luan defeated the remaining killers one by one.

His movements were as smooth as flowing water, and each blow was precise and deadly. He shattered one killer's throat with a single blow, pierced another's heart, and severed a third's spine with a single kick.

In just a few minutes, he and Ivy were the only ones left on the beach, along with scattered bodies and weapons.

Zhang Luan walked slowly to Ivy and looked down at her.

Ivy was still lying next to the surfboard, her long golden hair

Chapter 356

His hair was scattered on his shoulders, and his blue eyes were full of shock and fear.

Her body trembled slightly with nervousness, and her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, almost bursting out of her bikini.

Her long legs were tightly pressed together, the bright red thong barely covered her private parts, the inside of her thighs were covered with fine sand, and some half-dried white liquid was slowly flowing down her legs.

"How...how did you do that?" Ivy asked breathlessly, her voice trembling.

Zhang Luan didn't answer. He leaned over and lifted her onto his shoulders with clean and neat movements.

Ivy screamed as she was hung upside down on his shoulders, her breasts pressed against his back, her fiery red thong raised high, and her legs hanging limply in front of his chest.

"This position...it's all squeezed out..." Ivy whispered shamefully, feeling more sticky liquid overflowing from her private parts and slowly flowing down her inner thighs.

"It's okay, I'll fill you up in a bit," Zhang Luan said calmly, one hand steadying her thigh, "and they're all dead, they can't see or hear."

"The killer organization won't let us go," Ivy's voice trembled. "Are you still in the mood to continue?"

Zhang Luan chuckled, "I was worried they wouldn't come. If they do, that would be even better. We can sit here for a while so they don't get lost when they come."

He carried Ivy on his back and strode towards the villa in the distance, leaving behind a messy beach and corpses everywhere.

The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light, Zhang Luan thought.

Although they pose no threat to me, I don't like being bothered by flies.

Through Ivy, perhaps we can learn more about this organization.

Ivy felt the solidity of the man's shoulders, and recalled the scene where he easily killed those killers just now. A strange feeling came over her heart.

His strength and powerful strength made her feel excited and stimulated involuntarily.

She could feel her lower body becoming even more intense, not just the remnants of before, but also a new desire rising within her.

Who is this man? Why does he have such powerful strength?

What confused her even more was why, after experiencing a life-and-death crisis, she could still have such a strong desire for him?

Zhang Luan threw Ivy onto the bed.

The sexy body bounced twice on the soft mattress, her breasts trembled violently, and her long golden hair was scattered on the pillow.

Zhang Luan reached out without hesitation and tore off her fiery red bikini bra, followed by her thong.

The sound of fabric being ripped echoed through the room, revealing Ivy naked before him.

Her lower body was shaved clean, her skin was tight, and she exuded the wild beauty unique to European and American women.

Because of years of training as a killer, her muscles are tight and strong, her belly is flat, and her waist is flexible yet powerful.

"Turn around and face me." Zhang Luan ordered in a low voice.

Ivy obediently turned over and knelt on the bed with her back to him.

Her back is like a sculpture, with a straight back, smooth lines, and slightly raised shoulder blades, revealing a sense of toned strength.

She was tall, with firm buttocks, long legs, slightly taut muscles, and traces of lingering on her inner thighs.

Zhang Luan sat on it, his body pressed against hers.

He covered her eyes from behind with one hand, his palm covering her blue pupils and plunging her into darkness.

His other hand reached into her mouth, and his rough fingers pinched her tongue, forcing her mouth to open slightly, causing her to let out a low whimper.

He fought from behind, his movements fierce and relentless.

Ivy's body rocked back and forth to his rhythm, her tight muscles trembling slightly beneath her skin, and sweat slid down her back, glistening in the light.

"European and American women are just not good at being played with," Zhang Luan whispered with a hint of teasing in his voice.

He could feel that the more Ivy was treated like this, the stronger her body's reaction became.

Her breathing became more rapid, and a suppressed moan came from her throat. Her tongue struggled between his fingers, but with a strange obedience. Her tight muscles contracted with his movements, as if instinctively catering to him.

Chapter 360 Cutting out the roots

On the side of the road, an inconspicuous black van was parked quietly.

Inside the car, on the monitoring screen of the command center, more than a dozen life signal points representing professional killers went out one after another, and finally only a red dot marked "Ivy" was still beating.

"The whole army was wiped out..." The operator's voice trembled, his fingers hovering above the keyboard, unable to believe the scene before him.

The car fell into dead silence. Several technicians looked at each other, cold sweat oozing from their foreheads.

"Ivy's signal is still there," a bespectacled analyst said, breaking the silence and pointing to the single beating red dot on the screen. "And her heart rate is incredibly strong...over 120 beats per minute."

"Is she exercising vigorously?" asked the man in black sitting in the corner with a frown.

"Maybe he's trying to escape, or..." The analyst hesitated, pulling up more detailed physiological data. "Rapid breathing, elevated body temperature, endocrine system hormone levels..."

"She wasn't killed," the commander sitting in the front row interrupted him in a cold voice, "She's still alive, and in a very special condition."

"Should we retreat?" the deputy commander whispered. "More than a dozen elites have lost contact. The target is clearly much more dangerous than described in the intelligence."