At night, the middle-aged housewife stayed at the Dahlia Hotel and was enjoying her happy life as a queen.
After following Tang Zheng on the move for a whole night and beating up several prostitutes, looking at their panicked expressions and their constant begging for mercy, the middle-aged housewife's timidity had long since been discarded, and she felt complacent again.
She was eager to try and earn her sin points like crazy, but she was immediately given a slap in the face.
Tantai Zongqi didn't like the housewife being in the way, and because he needed someone to stay at the hotel, he kept the housewife. Unexpectedly, he aroused malicious speculation.
"Humph, you didn't take me with you. You're such a stingy guy. Aren't you just worried that I would share the sin points? You also said that I was too weak and would hold everyone back. Damn, they are a bunch of selfish guys."
The housewife kept on cursing, not even thinking that she was the most selfish guy.
In the most luxurious room in Dahlia, the housewife took a comfortable hot bath, lay on the bed, and enjoyed a massage from the maid.
As his power increased, Tantai not only hired thugs, but also hired five maids to take care of everyone's diet and daily life to reduce fatigue. However, unexpectedly, it made it easier for the housewife to dominate.
"Press hard, you didn't eat at noon?" Feeling the force coming from her shoulders, the housewife suddenly turned over, got up, and pinched the maid's chest hard with her hands.
The maid was in pain, folded her hands on her chest, and screamed.
"You still dare to scream, shut up." The housewife yelled, and the spitting stars flew far away. The maid's screams made her even more furious, and her hands kept tearing at her body.
"Please, don't hit me, I will do a good job." The maid was hired from the slums and had several younger brothers and sisters to support, so she cherished this job with a good salary, even though she suffered such abuse.
, didn’t dare to resist and just kept begging for mercy.
The maid didn't know that her weak behavior only encouraged the middle-aged housewife to be violent.
Bang, the housewife grabbed the maid's hair and slapped her hard on the face with her hand. She slapped her in the face more than ten times in a row, until the corners of her mouth were cracked.
"Bitch, you are so shameless. My palms hurt from the spanking." The housewife panted, her chest heaving and feeling a little tired, so she pushed the maid off the bed.
The maid sat on the floor, enduring the pain and begging the housewife for mercy.
"Please, don't drive me away, I will try my best."
"Go, call those four maids over." The middle-aged housewife watched the brown-haired foreign woman being beaten by herself, and suddenly felt a sense of superiority. She smiled proudly and took a piece of fruit from the fruit plate next to her.
I enjoyed the bunch of grapes happily, and even the sour juice seemed to become delicious.
The maid went out, and the housewife suddenly laughed wildly.
"Tantai, Tantai, do you think you are so self-righteous that I can't accumulate sinful points in a hotel? Aren't these maids the best targets? I don't even have to leave the hotel, and I don't have to take the initiative to find prostitutes to beat me.
, you can get sin points." The middle-aged housewife was like an old hen who stole the neighbor's food, smiling happily, "Well, how should I torture those maids? Let them slap each other? No.
, are too weak, find an excuse to beat them seriously? Or just kill them. Anyway, there are many gang members in the hall. In the name of Tantai, can't we just let them dispose of the corpses? "
The middle-aged housewife has completely ignored the lives of others in order to survive, and she doesn't think there is anything wrong with this. Anyway, no one will hold her legally responsible in the end.
"Maid, where did you die? Come quickly!" The housewife couldn't wait any longer and shouted several times, but no one showed up. Instead, she heard several slight gunshots, which made her tremble.
"There won't be bad guys, right? No, this is Tantai's lair." The middle-aged housewife grabbed the Thompson submachine gun placed next to her and stared at the door. Then she remembered that there was a mobile phone and hurriedly went to get it and dial the number.
, call Tantai.
Click, click, click, bullets broke the door and entered the room.
Hearing the whizzing sound of bullets flying around, the middle-aged housewife screamed in fright, rolled off the big bed, and crawled under the bed. After all, she had never seen a dangerous newcomer before, so she had long forgotten to fight back.
Bang, the door was kicked open violently, and four villains in black suits broke in and fired a round at the big bed. They were members of the Tuna Gang. After collecting information about the trouble in Tantai, they started to take action.
Destroy his lair.
A bald man walked in. He had severe rhinitis and kept sniffing.
"Little boss, there is a middle-aged woman here, and the information is correct, she is one of them." A man in a black suit opened the bed sheet and saw the middle-aged housewife.
"Drag her out, take her to the hotel door and burn her to death, as a warning to those yellow-skinned people." The little bald head looked at the room for a few times, then turned and left.
"Don't touch me, get out of here, or Tang Zheng and Tantai will kill you." The middle-aged housewife struggled and threatened these people loudly.
Seeing the housewife's ugliness, the men in suits laughed. If they were afraid of threats, they would not do this business.
"Get out of here." A man in a suit fired several shots at her side. After calming her down, he grabbed her silk pajamas.
Tear, the pajamas were too thin and were torn directly. The man in the suit cursed, grabbed the middle-aged housewife's hair again, and pulled her out.
"It hurts so much, let go!" the housewife yelled, slapping the man in the suit's arm.
"Bitch, be quiet." The man in the suit slapped her so hard that the corners of her mouth cracked and she almost fainted.
"Fu~ck, these breasts are going to droop to the ground." The man in the suit poked the housewife's sagging breasts with the muzzle of his gun and laughed at her.
The middle-aged housewife was only wearing a pair of pajamas. After being torn off, she was left with only a pair of underwear. It was quite unsightly, but the man in the suit was not interested either. It was too much.
The man in the suit knocked the phone out of the housewife's hand, grabbed her hair, and dragged her out.
"I don't want to die!" The housewife grabbed the wall to stall for time, and was immediately beaten. Several pairs of big feet wearing black leather shoes kicked her in the lower abdomen and back, causing her to gasp in pain.
When they reached the stairs, the man in the suit let go, then kicked the housewife on the butt, causing her to roll down. Then he grabbed her hair, pulled her across the hall, and pulled her to the front of the Dahlia Hotel.
Behind the housewife, there was a bright red blood stain, and her head was bruised.
The bald boss was leaning against a Ford car, smoking a cigarette. When he saw them coming out, he nodded to his subordinates.
The subordinate understood, opened the car door, took out two barrels of gasoline from inside, walked to the housewife, unscrewed the cap, and poured it down.
"No." The housewife instantly turned into a drowned rat. Smelling the strong and pungent smell of volatilized gasoline and feeling the wet burning sensation on her skin, the housewife's face suddenly became ugly. She struggled to get up and wanted to run away.
, but after a few steps, she stopped because a man in a suit stood in front of her and clicked a lighter.
"No, don't!" Looking at the flame, the housewife's face suddenly turned pale, she staggered, turned around and ran to the side.
The men in suits gathered around, took out their lighters, lit them, and deliberately swung them around the housewife.
The whole long street was filled with their unbridled laughter and the panicked screams of the housewife before she died.
"Save me! Someone save me, Tang Zheng!" The housewife kept begging for mercy, but she didn't get any mercy, and then she started calling Tang Zheng's name.
"Stop playing around, kill her, and then leave." The bald man took a long puff of cigarette and then flicked the cigarette butt out.
The cigarette butt fell to the ground, ignited the gasoline, and spread to the housewife's body, like a lit torch. With a bang, violent flames rose up.
The housewife screamed and ran wildly, and she could even hear the sizzling sound of the flames grilling the flesh.
Tang Zheng drove over in a police car and saw the housewife being roasted alive and struggling to run around.
"Get away!" A man in a suit was very arrogant. When he saw the police car, he immediately fired several shots at the nearby road, hoping to make Tang Zheng retreat.
"Housewife?" Tang Zheng frowned, opened the car door and walked out.
"Captain, save me!" The housewife saw Tang Zheng and ran a few steps with her last strength, but still fell to the side of the road and climbed over with difficulty.
"I told you to get lost, didn't you hear me?" the man in the suit roared angrily, pointing his gun at Tang Zheng.
"Fuck!" Tang Zheng took out an AT4 and didn't even put it on his shoulder. He pointed it directly at the man in the suit and pulled the trigger.
Boom, the rocket with brilliant tail flames hit the man in the suit, turning him into pieces of flesh all over the sky, not even a whole body was left behind.
"Kill him." The bald man was startled, and just as he was about to get into the car and leave, he saw the policeman took out another AT4 and aimed it here.
Boom, the car was blown up into the sky, and then hit the road with a bang. The bald boss was blown out by the air wave and was injured, unable to get up for a while.
"I'll kill you with one shot. It's too easy for you." Tang Zheng pulled out a gun and fired at the black suits who were still standing. They were all kicks, and the gun was bound to hit. It only took five seconds for him to lie on the ground.
Seven of them were left crippled, and one of their legs was all smashed.
Tang Zheng carried the rifle and walked towards the unused gasoline barrel. There was a man in a black suit gritting his teeth and holding up the gun, intending to shoot Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng raised the muzzle of his gun and shot his wrist, causing screams.
"I suddenly discovered that this game is really good!" Tang Zheng unscrewed the cap and poured gasoline on the bald boss. The guy took out his pistol and before he could fire, Tang Zheng chopped him into pieces with his kick.
It hit my wrist and crushed the bones.
Tang Zheng followed suit, dousing each black suit with gasoline, then threw away the gasoline can, took out a cigarette, and held it in his mouth.
"No, don't kill us, I can give you a lot of money." The bald boss was not as calm as when he tortured the middle-aged housewife just now. At this time, he was like a humble maggot, begging Tang Zheng for mercy with tears streaming down his face.
"I'm sorry, I'm not short of money." Tang Zheng snorted and flicked out the cigarette.