Yi Yun was shocked: "Shrimp?"

Zheng Zhifeng added: "I'm here to make you unspoken rules, but my identity is not ordinary. I am one of the eighteen dynasties and the sister of the governor of Penghu. Nian Fang 28 (note, it's twenty-eight, not two-by-eight), has a hot figure and a pure and beautiful appearance. You can't just give me a certificate of promotion. At least ten or eight, so I won't lose.--/--/"

What plane did you do? You finally suppressed the rumors of unspoken rules among the female soldiers. Now Zheng Zhifeng is coming again? Yi Yun's sweat is in the shape of a fountain and sprays it on all sides.

Seeing Yi Yun's stunned look, Zheng Zhifengqi said, "Why are you doing this expression?"

"That... cough..." Yi Yunhan said: "When did I say I want to have a hidden rule?"

"Last time... you said that it's not a matter of money, isn't it just about me?" Zheng Zhifeng smiled bitterly and said, "I was so angry when I heard it, but after thinking about it, I decided to let you snuck..."

It turned out that after being taught by Zheng Zhilong, although she could not accept the unspoken rules of being implicitly, she thought of the great difficulties faced by the Dutch people and Fengyun Shibazhi, and she could not really run away from home and let go. She was a very kind girl, and she was willing to make some sacrifices for her family and brothers and friends. If she really let go and run away, her elder brother would not get a new profession and would not be able to compete with the Dutch people. If King Jiashan did not support him, Fengyun Shibazhi might be really going to be done.

Zheng Zhifeng had been struggling for several days and finally made up her mind to be trapped. What a difficult decision! When she said the words "let you hide", her feet were trembling. This was not a trembling fear, but a kind of humiliation and sorrow.

She had no idea that Yi Yun tilted his head and said, "You are wrong, right? I said it's not a problem with money. It's another problem, not what you want to hide."

"Scared?" Zheng Zhifeng's trembling legs stopped shaking, and said strangely: "When men say it's not a question of money, they all mean that way. Are you not a man?"

"Damn, you are not a man!" Yi Yun was furious: "My buddy is a man who is just a fake one, and he has a good time every night."

"Then why don't you hide in me?" Zheng Zhifeng became more and more aggressive.

"Tsk, why do I have to hide you?" Yi Yun said unhappily: "I am young and beautiful here. If the female soldiers waiting for me to hide in line, they can line up from the imperial capital to Shanghai."

"But they are all small soldiers and ordinary women." Zheng Zhifeng said: "I am the sister of the Governor of Penghu, and one of the eighteen Zhishangs, which is different."

Yi Yun Dahan: "Stop coming, no matter what your identity is. If you really want to dive, turn off the light and take off your clothes. You will look white and black, fat and thin, beautiful and ugly, and have a high and low status. You are not all the same. I don't want to dive into you."

Zheng Zhifeng was so depressed. She finally made up her mind to be hidden, but the other party refused to do it. How could this make people feel sorry for her? She became wise in a hurry and suddenly thought of her: "Do you think I'm too expensive? You can't give you ten or eight promotion certificates, so you can give me four or five... I've reduced my value..."

"Disap, this is not the key issue!" Yi Yun's sweat now took the shape of a cross-squirt.

"Do you think I'm older than you?" Zheng Zhifeng's mouth flattened, like a tilted shoulder pole pressed down from both ends: "Although they are older, I have a baby face. This face is still very young and my body is very young. Look at this skin... tsk, there is also elasticity... There is a saying that if a female junior is holding a gold brick, I am much older than you, so you can hold two gold bricks, which is more cost-effective."

Yi Yun's sweat flowed roaringly, taking the shape of a small waterfall: "If you say you don't dive, you won't dive, you can go back."

"Wow!" Zheng Zhifeng suddenly cried aggrievedly: "Why don't you hide? Why? They finally made up their minds, wow... wu... it's unreasonable. It's so teasing. It clearly implies that they want to hide. They thought for a long time, but finally agreed... Why don't they refuse? wu... deliberately teasing them, and they won't live anymore."

The woman is like this, and she is incoherent when she cries, and she yells the same thing repeatedly, just like a TV adapted from a novel written by a well-known novelist Qiong Yao. The heroine in it always says twice, such as: "Why don't you love me? Why don't you love me?", "Why do you want this? Why do you want this?"

If you don't repeat it twice, you won't feel good!

Zheng Zhifeng squatted in the room and started crying, crying repeatedly while crying, saying "Why don't you hide in me?"

Yi Yun's sweat is now in the shape of a rocket flying. Men are actually most afraid of women crying. If the person who is crying is signed and a female soldier belonging to his family, he would have promoted her long ago to avoid seeing the woman crying. But Zheng Zhifeng is not a family member and cannot be promoted. She wants to cry, what can Yi Yun do?

Zheng Zhifeng cried for a while, suddenly jumped up and snorted angrily: "Okay, if you don't want to hide me, I'll hide you!"

"Shrimp?" Yi Yun was shocked.

Zheng Zhifeng rushed over and grabbed Yi Yun's clothes. She also took the initiative. If she could not successfully get the promotion certificate of the new artillery, she would be embarrassed to see her brother, and would be sorry for the other leaders of Fengyun Shibazhi. She might even have the family to be destroyed. How could she not fight desperately in the face of such huge pressure? Catch Yi Yun's clothes and unbutton it.

"No, this woman wants to push me?" Yi Yun khan suddenly realized that this woman not only could cry, but also a pirate, and she has a strong spirit.

Zheng Zhifeng even used the pitiful profession of "Bowman" and used the little strength given to her by the profession of "Bowman" to her, and wanted to work hard to use the strength.

But Yi Yun has countless professions, so how could a mere archer be used? He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zheng Zhifeng's wrists. Zheng Zhifeng immediately swept up and swept his legs... Although this woman's profession is not very good, she is a master and knows martial arts.

This leg swept Yi Yun's calf and did not knock him to the ground, but it hurt him.

"Wow, I can't stand you, you crazy woman!" Yi Yun cut her hands back, turned over, and let her back to her. She would never kick this way, right?

However, the action of back-cutting two hands requires a lot of effort to suppress the other party and feel pain in order to limit the other party's movement. Yi Yun is a kind-hearted person, and the force on his hands is not used much. As a result, Zheng Zhifeng could still move in this situation, and she actually kicked Yi Yun's calf again.

"It's too much!" Yi Yun was slightly angry and wanted to find a rope to tie up her hands and feet. But when he looked left and right, there was no rope at hand, and the woman who was holding her was kicking people desperately again. She had no time to run away to find the rope, so he had to pull off his belt and tie Zheng Zhifeng's legs and wrists together.

"Wow? Are you untiing your belt? What are you going to do to me?" Zheng Zhifeng screamed, "Didn't you say you don't want me? What are you going to do to untiing your belt?"

"Tsk, crazy!" Yi Yun was tossed by her. After tied up her feet, he pinched her wrist and dragged her into the corner of the house. Then he pulled off a few more curtains, tied her hands up, and threw them on the corner of the house. He walked back to his seat, sat down, and gasped for a few breaths, saying, "Dear, it's more tiring to clean up women than to kill the enemy. I have to go slowly."

"Woo... the big bad guy..." Zheng Zhifeng cried aggrievedly in the corner of the room.

"Well, Sister Feng..." Yi Yun said.

"Don't call me Sister Feng, it sounds too old, call me Sister Feng..." Zheng Zhifeng shouted.

Yi Yun: "..."

I was dizzy. I was obviously older than me, so why did I have to call you Fengmei? Yi Yun Dahan, but he quickly figured it out. In later generations, he watched "If You Are the One". There was a female guest named Liu Jiani on it. She didn't like to call her sister. No matter whether a man is older or younger than her, she didn't like to be a sister, but wanted to be a little woman... This strange mentality is probably the weird Yali brought to women by age.

"Okay, Fengmei, I will tell you clearly." Yi Yun said seriously: "Every promotion certificate I have in my hands can only be used on my family. The female artillery soldiers you see are my slaves. They sign contracts for selling their bodies. Only the family can promote them. If they betray me, they will lose their profession immediately. You are not my family, and I cannot promote your profession. Do you understand this way?"

After hearing this, Zheng Zhifeng's face changed drastically, sweating dripped down, and she stammered: "I...I...I...I seem to understand..."

"Huh? Why do you have this expression?" Yi Yunqi said: "If you understand, you will understand. Do you have to be pale and your whole body is trembling with fear? What do you understand?"

Zheng Zhifeng said in fear: "I understand, what you want is not an unspoken rule, but a sex slave... Oh my god... I... I don't plan to be your sex slave. You... You're about to let me go... Woo... let me go..."

"Puchi!" Yi Yun almost spit out an old blood. What was the woman thinking in her head?

"Woo... let me go back... let me leave this ghost place... I will never dare to come again... Please, let me go..." Zheng Zhifeng cried in fear: "I am not an ordinary woman. You can't force me to be a sex slave, otherwise my brother will rebel..."
Chapter completed!