"What's the matter? I have long legs anyway!" The
hostess thought so, and ran all the way to the United States.
After that, the main woman decides whether to go to school or directly kill with a gun.
"What's the matter? I have long legs anyway!"
Thinking of this, the hostess chose to go to school.
The hostess had to go to the police station to kill a prisoner who came to custody that day. She had a hundred ways to kill that person.
"What's wrong with this, I have long legs anyway!" The
hostess thought, putting on a miniskirt, pretending to be drunk, and putting on one-piece stockings, and got in through the vents-such a narrow place, not stubby legs. People can live it!
The female protagonist who has little contact with the outside world has to fall in love.
"What's the matter, I have long legs anyway!" The
hostess thought this way, and soon there was a painter who was dying, and she could walk with her legs in the big T-shirt of the gunner. Come and go.
The main female killed a person, and the villa looked like a bunker.
"What's the matter? I have long legs anyway!" The
hostess thought this way . She put on tights and got in from the shark pond. Only her wet clothes showed her legs, didn't she.
The heroine's secret home was finally discovered, and the FBI came to outflank it.
"What's the matter, I have long legs anyway!" The
hostess thought this way, wearing a vest and hot pants, and no shoes, so she went out with a heavy machine gun on her back. (I don't know what kind of gun it is. Anyway, it's a heavy machine gun, right!) The
heavy machine gun looks petite and long!
The main female has a final revenge. They are big bosses, not small characters!
"What's the matter? I have long legs anyway!" The
hostess thought so, and when the boss called him, the dog bit him to death.
"What's the matter? I have long legs anyway."
Thinking of this, the hostess called the artist and walked away with her long legs.
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