Part Four, Chapter Five, Playing Fifty Boards Each
I turned around in despair and wanted to leave those idiot maids. I didn’t know where I wanted to go, and I didn’t know where I was going. Haha, maybe it’s better to fake it and die for real. Should I commit suicide? But I promised Feng Jingchen
I won't commit suicide, but if I have to stay here and face the face of death, I really might as well just die. A man who goes back on his word, a man who kills without blinking an eye, a man who treats human life like an ant, a perverted man, he
Apart from having a beautiful body, he is basically a devil and a beast!
"Where are you going?"
The maids asked me questions, but I didn't even pay them any attention. I just floated towards the room like a ghost.
"Stop, the master told you to work, don't be lazy." Damn them, do I still have time to work? Before, I was polite to them because they were valuable, but before, I thought about it.
Maid, that's because I want to explore the terrain, now?
A maid grabbed my long hair, and I shook her away slightly. The following maids surrounded me. Are these idiot maids going to fight with me? They are also suitable for serving in bed.
Just their rotten master.
In addition to scratching me, they also pulled my hair. I think the strongest woman around Death may be Qin Lang, but Death still doesn't cherish her, fool!
I fought back at the group of female monkeys without any courtesy. There were six or seven of them and I was alone, but I felt that beating them was as easy as beating Manny, even though my face was also scratched by them.
"What are you doing?"
As this voice came out, the maids quickly stopped moving and lowered their heads slightly: "Master!"
The God of Death walked towards us, and I regained my corpse-like expression and walked towards the bedroom where I had just lived.
"Stop!" Oh, can I listen to the God of Death? I basically continued walking as if I didn't hear what he said. He quickly approached me and grabbed my arm, although I couldn't move at all because of him.
, but my feet were still moving, as if he hadn't caught me. I finally felt that my greatest ability was to pretend to be dead.
The God of Death's breath is no longer stable, it seems that he is angry at my actions.
"Master!" The eldest sister who had slept with the God of Death four times walked up to the God of Death and said, "Master, she doesn't do any work."
"So you just beat her?" Death's voice was calm and a little cold.
"Yeah." All the maids nodded.
"Did she hit you?"
"Yeah, beat it."
After hearing what those maids said, the God of Death grabbed my hair and gave me a slap. In the past, Feng Jingchen would teach others a lesson if they slapped me, so it didn't matter. There was still no change in my expression.
And those maids smiled proudly.
"Come here!" The God of Death smiled slightly, then touched his left ear. Hearing the God of Death's call, several men came over: "Take these bitches like Luya away from me." Uh? This
What does it mean? I don't understand, but after the God of Death finished speaking, the maids all showed panic expressions and knelt on the ground, begging the God of Death. And what did the God of Death mean when he just touched his left ear?
"Please, Master, don't kill us." The God of Death wants to kill them? Sure enough, the habitual action of the God of Death touching his left ear is to kill people, but why? What is going on?
"Oh, I am the only angel who can torture her, but you have hurt the beautiful face of my angel, so you all deserve to die!" The eyes of the God of Death were full of murderous intent, and I mentally screamed, but of course it was not because of the God of Death.
I took a breath, but I feel that the God of Death is accumulating resentment. I hope that he can continue to accumulate resentment until everyone around him leaves him and he is left with only an empty frame. Then Feng Jingchen will be relaxed.
He personally judged the God of Death with his hand of God, hahahaha!