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Chapter 32 The Shadow of the Plague

There was a slight gasp in the empty hall. There were circles of scented candles hanging between the black marble pillars. A plume of green smoke rose straight up and reached the black ceiling. The jumping flames illuminated the entire hall. , especially behind the golden dragon couch on the high platform is a whole yellow jade screen wall, on which the shadow of Mr. Jing with his head held high is floating.

Little Swan's top star, Beibei, is kneeling under the dragon couch with a neck ring, exerting all her skills to please men, while Duan Peiling, who is wearing palace clothes, holds ice cubes in her mouth and breathes out kisses gently. Cross Jingye’s broad back.

Because Yuqian Palace is too huge and empty, the secret sounds made by Beibei and Duan Peiling did not stir up any waves in the heavy fragrance. Although there were many people standing in the main hall, their expressions were solemn, and no one dared to turn around. Looking towards the dragon couch on the high platform, they were all staring at the void directly in front of them. This scene had a solemn feeling that made it difficult to breathe.

On a high platform made of white jade like a pyramid, Beibei, who was so proud and domineering a few days ago, was sweating profusely. Her fair skin was dotted with large beads of sweat, and her eyes were filled with tears. Despair and panic, because she found that no matter how hard she tried, she could never arouse the desire of the man in front of her.

As the number one little swan, Beibei is not only beautiful, but also has some ability to attract men. She once thought that there was no man in the world that she could not stand up to. Even a gay would be fascinated by her and indulge in the abyss of desire. She was confident that no one would Can understand a man's weaknesses better than she does.

However, not only did she get fucked by a little boy for the first time two days ago, but today she was tortured to pieces by Mr. Jing, who thought he was her prize.

What's even more terrifying is that now, she is trying her best to please the man in front of her, but he doesn't respond at all. Beibei doesn't know what kind of terrible things this violent man will do, and her whole body is trembling.

Master Jing seemed to be used to this situation. He stretched out his hand and pressed the ruby ​​dragon eye at one end of the dragon couch. The ingenious golden hollow armrest slowly rose up, with five slender crystal needles arranged inside. Under the illumination of candlelight, , the crystal needle exudes colorful light, which is dazzling.

Master Jing casually picked up a syringe, clenched his fist skillfully, and inserted the syringe into the bulging cyan radial artery at his wrist. Suddenly, the wine-red liquid in the slender syringe began to boil violently, as if boiling. The water bubbled up in the needle at a glance.

Master Jing pushed the syringe to the end without hesitation, then looked at the empty syringe, then put it back into the box, pressed the longan button, and the box was put back on the armrest.

After more than ten seconds, Beibei felt that Master Jing's skin was heating up. The blue blood vessels became thicker under the somewhat transparent skin. There were slight waves on his skin, as if there were countless bugs in the muscles. surge

Duan Peiling was already used to this scene and was still caressing Master Jing's body as if she didn't care. However, Beibei, who was lying between Master Jing's legs, saw such an incredible thing for the first time. She stopped moving and looked at him in inexplicable horror. Looking at the scene in front of me.

Master Jing raised his arm that became stronger and pushed Beibei's head down hard, and said coldly: "I didn't tell you to stop."

At this time, Beibei had already released even a hint of sound, because (the following eight hundred words are omitted)

Beibei looked at Duan Peiling on the dragon bed, whose throat and arteries were bitten by Jing Ye. Thick blood spattered all over Jing Ye's ferocious trapezoidal cheeks and upper body full of explosive muscles. Duan Peiling's eyes became increasingly dull.

, there was a whooshing sound in his throat, Jing Ye's strong arms still tightly held the woman who was as charming as a flower just now in his arms, and his bear-like body moved tirelessly like a perpetual motion machine.

Beibei had completely lost her mind. She wanted to escape from the dragon bed dripping with blood, but she had no strength at all. Moreover, the iron chain tied to her collar was still in Master Jing's hand.

She saw Mr. Jing throwing Duan Peiling's already soft body away under the steps like a deflated inflatable doll, and then pulled her up from under the bed.

Master Jing looked at Beibei's dull expression, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled cruelly, "I'm sorry, I was too excited just now and couldn't hold it in anymore."

After Feng Luwan hung up the call with her hair pulled up and dressed in business attire, she turned to Bai Xiuxiu who was running on the treadmill and said: "Chairman, Liu Dongqiang died around ten o'clock in the evening. The cause of death is still unclear."

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window is the glorious Xiangjiang River, and Bai Xiuxiu's graceful figure is reflected on the glass. Her fragrant milk is gently swaying, and her slender waist and jade legs are really like a lotus growing step by step.

Her crystal clear cheeks were covered with blush and warm moisture, and she couldn't tell that she was a woman in her thirties. She was simply a mature woman who had just entered society.

Wearing cotton shorts and a white tight-fitting shirt, Bai Xiuxiu slowed down the speed of the treadmill. She began to walk slowly on the treadmill. At the same time, she picked up the towel hanging on the treadmill and wiped the sweat on her forehead. She looked at the silence outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

The night view of the Xiangjiang River, panting slightly, said: "Liu Dongqiang deserved his death, but it is a pity that the line we have laid for so long has been cut off like this."

Feng Luwan frowned and said worriedly: "This is really bad! Star Gate and Ou Yu caught Kaz in Thailand, but we haven't found the edge of the 'Black Death' organization yet. The only clue we have now is

It's Master Jing, but Master Jing is so cunning that he never showed any flaws."

"Don't be impatient. I have been following you for so many years. You can't say dejected words at this time. Besides, the Black Death organization has a much longer history than our Tai Chi Dragon. Even the people from the European Aerospace Defense Group and Stargate have

We are helpless, how could it be so easy to catch someone from their organization?" Bai Xiuxiu said calmly.

"I wonder if Stargate has obtained any information from Kaz."

Bai Xiuxiu shook her head, "Kazi hanged himself in a detention center in Thailand under heavy guard. He is just a puppet. Even if he knows something, his knowledge is limited. Alphabay's closure is just another name for the Black Death.

Re-open a website and continue the black trade. They need a large number of living people to test a mysterious medicine. It is said that this thing called the God gene is currently only available in Stargate, Ouyu and the Black Death. Originally, the Black Death was in the tenth century.

I only learned about the Fourth Century Gouzi Doctors Alliance from the Qianlong Group."

Feng Luwan suddenly realized: "So the 'Shadow of Plague' used by the Black Death to control middle-level cadres was derived from the research on God's genes?"

Bai Xiuxiu got off the treadmill, picked up the water glass placed on the bar next to the floor-to-ceiling window, nodded to Feng Luwan and said, "I guess you should go find out how Liu Dongqiang died. If he was killed, then check
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