Although Qingyu Club is mainly composed of school girls, there are also some lustful girls, young women, outdated supermodels or celebrities, Chinese, Koreans, Japanese, Europeans and Americans, Africans, cannibals... Well
...This still needs to be developed.
Han Le was lying on a soft and comfortable bed. A girl wearing a uniform similar to that of Linfeng High School was squatting on Han Le's crotch, swallowing some cylindrical object. Han Le enjoyed this feeling very much.
It's comfortable and exciting. This girl looks like she's not yet an adult, with a little childishness on her face. But Han Le likes this smell!
When the girl let go of the cylindrical object and stood up to take a breath, Han Le kneaded the girl's already full breasts with his feet. Han Le smiled yinly and said: "Oh, it's been so long since I last
Come on, Xiaoyue'er, your breasts are bigger again. Tell me! How many men have you rubbed them?"
Xiao Yue'er shyly rolled her eyes at Han Le and said delicately: "Teacher Han, how can you say that to me? She has always been yours alone! Sister Bao'er has already told me that as long as you serve Teacher Han well,
That's fine, but you still say that to me!" Han Le really liked being called Teacher Han when he was shelling the air-raid shelter. That feeling... was really enjoyable!
Seeing Xiao Yue'er crying before she said anything, Han Le didn't have the slightest pity. Instead, he felt an inexplicable agitation in his lower body. "Haha, Xiao Yue'er, tell me, you made a mistake, what should I do?"
"Teacher Han, just punish me!" Xiao Yue'er said delicately.
Han Le suddenly couldn't bear it any longer and pushed Xiao Yue'er directly onto the bed. He easily tore off Xiao Yue'er's school uniform and jumped on her. In the past few days, Han Le was worried and traumatized.
Afraid. With an evil fire in his heart, as soon as he raised his gun and mounted his horse, Han Le sprinted madly. The price of his madness was that Han Le surrendered without a few clicks.
However, it was also because it was too fast, which made Han Le feel very unhappy! Quite dissatisfied! What man wouldn’t want to stand tall and powerful, with full fighting power? He vented his anger so quickly, even if Xiao Yue’er didn’t say anything, Han Le felt dissatisfied!
Unable to bear it. After venting his anger, Han Le directly put on his clothes and walked out.
Disappointing!
What a fucking bummer!
Han Le was so angry now that he didn't even bother to care about the few friends who were still having fun in the Qingyu Club. He walked out angrily, got into his Mercedes-Benz, and yelled at the driver, "Drive."
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"Where are you going?" the driver asked lazily, seeming a little ungrateful. Han Le's tone clearly proved that he was in a very unhappy mood, but at this time, he still asked? Just drive, where are you going?
No matter what!
New here?
But why is this voice so familiar?
Han Le was stunned for a moment, but in a blink of an eye, the anger in his heart defeated his reason, and he poured out all his anger on the driver's head, "Are you a fucking idiot? Why don't you ask me where I'm going? You
Your head was eaten by a dog? Of course you have to go back! Go home!"
"Do you like this Yama Luodian home?" The driver turned his head and showed a sinister smile. However, Han Le was shocked, no! It should be said... he was frightened!
How could it be him?
Why did he appear here?
How would he know he did it?
Han Le was really confused. For a while, he probably couldn't think clearly. When Han Le was still thinking hard, he felt the coldness on his forehead. Han Le suddenly came back to his senses and saw a dark
The pistol was pointed at his head, and he was so frightened that he almost collapsed under the seat. However, he did not have the courage to collapse. He was afraid that if he moved like this, the bullets in the gun would burst out.
"Tsk tsk... It's almost winter, and it's not hot either. Why is Teacher Han sweating so much?" Zhao Qiang sneered.
"You...what do you want?" Han Le's voice was trembling. It seemed that Zhao Qiang had overturned his original impression of him. Before...no! It should be said that just before he got in the car, in his impression,
Zhao Qiang is still a young teacher at Linfeng High School. Even though he is a trainer, even though he is sharp-tongued, and even though he is violent, that is all. He dares to beat people until they are covered in blood, but he
But he didn't dare to kill anyone! Because he was just a little teacher! This was Han Le's original evaluation of Zhao Qiang.
But now! This evaluation has been completely overturned. Zhao Qiang held a gun against his head, as if he wanted to kill himself. But he was smiling. Normally, this smile would be very kind.
But now, why do you think this is still a dream? If you were an ordinary person, would you still laugh calmly when you put a gun to the opponent's head? Moreover, Han Le saw a ferocious look in Zhao Qiang's eyes, without concealing it.
murderous intent!
Although Han Le didn't understand what killing intent was, he at least knew about fear, coldness, and Zhao Qiang wanted to kill him quickly! Han Le was very scared and worried. He was afraid that he would kill him in the next second.
He has become the ghost of Zhao Qiang’s gun. Huh? No, a gun? How could Zhao Qiang have a gun? Is it a fake? To scare yourself?
Han Le had just relaxed when he heard Zhao Qiang's voice drifting into his ears, "Do you recognize this gun?"
"Gulu..."
Han Le swallowed hard, and he seemed to hear the sound of the pistol being loaded on his head. Han Le said in a trembling voice: "No... I don't know..."
"No wonder, you weren't there at that time." Zhao Qiang sneered and said, "Haha, let me tell you! It was this gun that almost killed me and Yu Xi! Do you understand now?
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"..." Han Le's head suddenly buzzed, as if it exploded. In other words... this gun belongs to Brother Hei and the others? What about Brother Hei and the others? Han Le's heart was filled with excitement.
I had a bad feeling.
"Haha, don't think about it, let me tell you! The five people you are looking for, including your driver, have all gone to see Jesus." Zhao Qiang said with a smile. But this time, the smile really made Han Le feel it.
fear.
Dead?
Five people...including the driver, six people in total, all died like that?
Actually... Zhao Qiang lied. The five people were indeed killed by him, but the driver was not. In any case, the driver was innocent. Therefore, Zhao Qiang just knocked the driver unconscious and threw him away.
It's just on the roadside. In this way, it's just to scare Han Le. Anyway, he said he killed five, so he doesn't care about this one, right? He said he killed five and left one. It's so hard to talk like this! And
, now that Zhao Qiang has spoken out, he has no intention of letting Han Le go back alive!
"You... don't mess around. I have many bodyguards outside. You... can't escape like this!" Han Le said in horror. He was very afraid that Zhao Qiang would kill him. He had killed so many people anyway.
Do many people still care about their own lives? From Han Le's perspective, Zhao Qiang has gone crazy! He is completely a lunatic! A devil!
"Oh?" Zhao Qiang raised his eyebrows, and then said with a smile: "You really reminded me. Call your bodyguards and ask them to go back to Qingyu Club."
"..." Han Le really wanted to slap himself. He failed to threaten him, but was threatened by him instead. What is this?
"Fight or not?" Zhao Qiang hit Han Le hard on the head with his gun.
Han Le shivered immediately. He didn't dare to go against Zhao Qiang's words. He took out his mobile phone and called the bodyguards and asked them to stay at Qingyu Club. However, Han Le felt very unhappy! After scolding, he called his brother Hei.
That fox friend of mine also greeted all the eighteen generations of Brother Hei’s ancestors in his heart. Five of his mother-in-law’s people were killed by Zhao Qiang alone. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to spread the word?
Of course, if word of this situation spreads out now, Brother Hei won’t be able to hear it, everything is already in the clouds...
Seeing that Han Le had finished the phone call, Zhao Qiang nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "You really want to kill me?"
Han Le shook his head vigorously, showing an innocent look, "No...it's not me..."
"Is it necessary to quibble now?" Zhao Qiang smiled and shook his head. How did such a person survive to this day? Zhao Qiang wondered whether he was the only man with such a domineering air in Quanbei Port City.
Son?
"..." Han Le's face turned pale, and he was almost scared out of his wits. His chest rose and fell, and he took a few deep breaths, which made him feel more calm, and then said: "Zhao Qiang, if you kill me, it will not do you any good.
The benefits..."
Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes and his smile became more obvious, "Are you threatening me?" Zhao Qiang originally had a strong murderous intention and was determined to kill Han Le. But the moment he saw Han Le, Zhao Qiang wanted to do it now.
Kill him! But it would be too boring to just let him die like this.
"No... no..." Han Le shook his head repeatedly, and the panic in his eyes flashed away again, "I... I was saying good things. After all, the Han family..."
"Don't mention the Han family to me, do you think I'll be afraid?" Zhao Qiang sneered. This idiot takes the Han family too seriously? He raised his eyebrows and looked directly at Han Le, "You can ask
Han Shan, am I afraid of him?" After saying that, Zhao Qiang thought for a moment, why does he feel so wrong? He feels like a gangster!
"No...that's not what I meant, I..."
"What are you?" Zhao Qiang looked at Han Le with more and more contempt. It wouldn't be a pity for such a prodigal pretty boy to die a hundred times. Zhao Qiang sneered and said: "You want to kill me? It's a pity that you don't have it anymore.
It's a chance. You shouldn't, you shouldn't find a group of weak people to kill me. Tsk tsk... spend more money and hire a more serious killer! Hey, by the way, can you drive a car?