At a high-end leisure resort, by the huge swimming pool, Wu Simiao was lying on an antique Taishi chair wearing only a tight-fitting triangle crotch, holding a glass of gorgeous red wine in his hand, and squatting next to his thighs to massage was a man wearing a t-shirt.
Wu Simiao, a young woman with a bikini and a coquettish figure, nodded with satisfaction, took a sip of red wine, and from time to time stretched out her hand to pinch the papaya-shaped breasts in front of the woman's breasts, with an extremely carefree expression.
, causing this woman to moan...
"Oh...Fake, please be gentle." Wu Simiao suddenly screamed in pain, and there was a sharp pain in his little tui.
"I'm sorry, sir, I thought it was a birthmark." The woman in bikini said hurriedly, looking at the large piece of purple skin on Wu Simiao's little tui.
Birthmark? Thinking of this made Wu Simiao furious. Unexpectedly, this large bruise did not get better even after applying medicine for five days. It seemed like an injury just suffered. There was no sign of improvement in five days, and the limp was still severe.
Let Wu Simiao shout "What a ghost."
Thinking of this, Wu Simiao suddenly smiled ferociously, bastard, you should be lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital now. This is what you will get if you offend me, and he smiled proudly in his heart...
If it weren't for the inconvenience of tui, Wu Simiao would have wished to observe them on the spot. He was very confident in the three thugs, but now he could only express regrets.
Generally, when retaliating against others, if you are not present, you will lose the pleasure. Only by seeing your opponent lying at your feet begging for mercy can you truly satisfy the pleasure of revenge. This is a kind of spiritual distortion, which is also true for most normal people.
A state of mind one has.
Wu Simiao suddenly remembered that this matter should have been completed yesterday. Why didn't Mr. Li call now?
However, he has never worried that the mission will fail. Anyone who comes out of the organization is not a desperado who is bleeding from the edge of a knife, but he can easily catch someone with a little training.
"Okay, let's get straight to the point." Wu Simiao patted the bikini girl's plump tunics and pointed at her own triangle. The bikini girl peeled off his triangle without any hesitation, leaned over and buried her head.
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Wu Simiao, who was extremely comfortable, did not change her sex. It suddenly occurred to her that it was time for those two bitches to show them some beauty. I was really looking forward to it. A mean smile appeared at the corner of Wu Simiao's mouth...
Just then, the cell phone next to me rang...
Wu Simiao picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID. His eyes lit up. After answering the call, Wu Simiao couldn't wait to say: "Hello, Mr. Li, things must be going well."
"It went well? Huh, Wu Simiao, you have to take full responsibility for this matter. Now go to the young master to take the responsibility, do you understand?" Li Laoqiang's angry voice appeared on the phone.
Wu Simiao's heart skipped a beat and seemed to feel something was wrong: "Old Li, what's going on? You failed?"
"The three elites I carefully trained are all lying half-dead in the military hospital. What do you think is going on?"
"Ah, how could this happen? That person is so powerful?" Wu Simiao was shocked, almost breaking into a cold sweat, and something suddenly became weak.
"Okay, I will report this matter to the young master truthfully."
"Wait a minute, Mr. Li, are you going to let him go like this?"
"This is my business. You don't have to worry about it. You still have to worry about yourself." After finishing speaking, Mr. Li hung up the phone.
"Go away." Wu Simiao, who was in a bad mood, kicked the bikini girl over. The bikini girl who fell to the ground glanced at Wu Simiao with disdain and left in a hurry.
What three elites are just three trashes? Wu Simiao cursed fiercely. He wanted to call the young master, but after thinking about it, he became cruel and dialed another number...
Less than ten minutes after Wu Simiao made the call, a dozen men with violent eyes came over...
"Your name is Wu Simiao?" one of the fierce-looking men asked. This man was Zhang Sen's subordinate, A Biao!
"You bastard, don't think that a large number of people means a gang. I am Wu Simiao. What dare you do?" Wu Simiao, who was in a bad mood, started to curse, as if he was used to being arrogant.
boom!
A Biao kicked Wu Simiao to a pulp. Wu Simiao's face was twisted in pain and he almost couldn't recover. He knew that he had really encountered the underworld.
"take away."
A Biao coldly waved his hand behind him, and two of his men walked out from behind, dragging Wu Simiao away like a dog to death...
The whole process was clean and tidy, without any unnecessary nonsense.
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For a scum like Wu Simiao, Ye Chenfeng cannot feel the pleasure of taking revenge with his own hands. This kind of person is really too insignificant in his eyes. In his previous life, he killed countless martial arts masters without any pleasure. Now he wants him
Ye Chenfeng was a little unable to deal with a piece of garbage with his own hands.
If he hadn't prevented him from hurting Qin Ruoman and Su Xinmei, Ye Chenfeng really wouldn't have thought of solving it so quickly, so he handed the matter over to Zhang Sen directly.
In addition, Zhang Sen was told to interrogate him carefully. Although the three hapless guys who looked like killers were nothing in Ye Chenfeng's eyes, they were by no means comparable to ordinary hunhuns. The murderous aura faintly flowing out of them and the emotion when they shot
Ruthless, Ye Chenfeng concluded that these three were all bloody desperadoes. It didn't sound like they were killers, but more like people trained by an organization. Regardless of who they were, since Wu Simiao could mobilize these people
, indicating that Wu Simiao has a lot of energy, or there is some big backer behind him, so Zhang Sen is asked to interrogate the origins of these people.
During this period of time, Zhang Sen was very proud of himself. Not only was Ye Chenfeng's physique transformed and taught him internal skills and mental skills, but the brotherhood was also reorganized. His brothers even surpassed the power of Brother Qing and Brother Qiang, becoming the third-largest in the new city.
A dazzling new star in one of the great underground forces.
"Now you answer whatever I ask, do you understand?!" In the warehouse of an underground casino, Zhang Sen looked at Wu Simiao who was being brutally tortured and said with a smile, with several subordinates standing beside him.
"I'll tell you everything I know. Please stop beating me." Wu Simiao said weakly. He didn't expect these people to be so cruel. They didn't ask anything when they came. They beat them violently at first, and then didn't ask any questions until they were beaten enough.
"Explain to me clearly who those people are and what your relationship is with them." After this period of tempering, Zhang Sen's demeanor has become much calmer, and the anger in his eyes has subsided a lot.
"Those people were just trained by the same family. I have nothing to do with those people."
"It doesn't matter. Why would he help you deal with my brother? My patience is limited, so I advise you to explain it clearly and honestly."
"I am just a manager of this family's industry in the United States. I am in a different system from those people. Usually when companies compete, they will come forward to solve the problem, so there is a connection."
"Company competition? It's about taking advantage of others. What's the difference between us?" Zhang Sen sneered: "Tell me, what kind of family is that?"
"The Liu family in Beijing."
The Liu family in Beijing? I seem to have heard of it.
Next, Zhang Sen asked some other questions, but there was no useful information. Generally, it is normal for a big family to cultivate dark forces. Some families even directly control a mafia gang. This is not surprising.
"Okay, we have nothing to do to send him away now." Zhang Sen signaled to A Biao. Obviously, Zhang Sen didn't know that Ye Chenfeng had suffered a gunshot wound because of Wu Simiao's revenge, otherwise he wouldn't have taken advantage of him so easily.
"Send me away, what do you mean?" Wu Simiao suddenly remembered the clip on TV, and suddenly shouted in horror: "You want to kill me? No, I've told you everything I know... Even your brother won't survive if you kill me...
"
"Oh, what do you say?" Zhang Sen raised his hand to stop A Biao, who was smiling ferociously.
"One life for another, you have to agree to let me go."
"One life for another? I'm afraid you can't afford it. Since you don't say it, I won't force it. A Biao, send him on his way!" Zhang Sen said coldly. With Xiaofeng's skills, no ordinary person can take him.
Life.
"You guys, don't, I don't want to die, please let me go, I'll give you all the money..." Wu Simiao really didn't expect that he would be retaliated against, and he would end up dead. Now, he regrets
It's too late!
A person's life is full of variables. No one can predict what they will face in the next moment of their life?!!!
If you are unlucky and fall into the hands of certain people, your life will be as fragile as an eggshell!dd