"You want to kill me? You'll need two more years of practice."
The man's eyes were cold and he sneered. In the next moment, his hand turned claw-like and reached for the girl. His attack was unexpected, but she was prepared. She bent down to evade, her body spinning in mid-air. His claw missed, but his other hand twisted back with a strange motion to accurately grab her arm, pressing her into the corner.
Their bodies were close, her hair wet and dripping water. She wore a thin T-shirt over her long, bare legs, revealing glimpses of her beautiful figure. Having just showered, her fragrance wafted alluringly to his nose.
She tilted her head, leaning into his body with seductive eyes, "Second brother... your skills are improving. But I wonder if you've made progress in that other area?" Her tone was coy and soft, enough to make one's half the body go numb.
