Hong Yi was dragged to the ground by Wei Li with a pale face.
One leg went weak and he knelt down directly towards Wei Li.
How powerful is this man?
"Chief Wei, let's find a place to have a good talk.
This way of establishing authority is no longer necessary.
Wei Li glanced at him and then nodded.
The Sword of Hell is inevitable.
Han Yi will perish as a result, and Komachi will return to him.
The most important thing is that no one can threaten him anymore, not even people from the Angel Alliance.
He would not let go of any news, he just hoped that the old man in front of him would be more understanding.
"Hong Yi, if you help me obtain the Sword of Hell, I will not treat you badly."
…
Quiet suite with luxurious design.
Even compared with the most luxurious presidential suite in Tenglong Hotel, it is not far behind.
However, the two people staying inside had weird postures.
The huge double penis, in two places, was hung with salt water.
"Hey, why did you become like this?"
In Ye Zhiding's opinion, Han Yi should be physically strong.
No matter when, his whole body is full of power, like a Super Saiyan.
"I don't know." Han Yi turned his head. Now he didn't want to talk nonsense to this woman.
Ye Zhiding sneered, "Forget it if you don't tell me. I'm afraid Young Master Han is too hungry and has eaten too much."
"Maybe it's what you think." Han Yi lowered his eyelids tiredly.
As a result, Ye Zhiding felt very uncomfortable.
I obviously have gastrointestinal pain, but now I feel a tightness in my chest.
Damn it, it's all because of this dead man, he talks like a ghost.
Ye Zhiding simply snorted and turned around carefully.
Neither of them spoke anymore, but they knew that the other person had not really fallen asleep.
The weird atmosphere made Ye Zhiding feel more and more uncomfortable.
"What did you do this afternoon?"
Han Yi's voice sounded so sudden that at least Ye Zhiding's breathing was stagnant.
She frowned: "I didn't do anything."
She never liked to dwell on the past, and what happened in the afternoon was too dangerous.
All kinds, exciting, ambiguous, dangerous...
Han Yi was silent for a moment, then suddenly took a deep breath and moved towards Ye Zhiding.
The man's breath is getting closer and closer than ever before, and I don't know if it's because of my previous psychology.
Ye Zhiding's breathing became heavier, "What are you doing, drinking salt water?"
Han Yi suddenly arched his upper body and bit Ye Zhiding's earlobe without any warning.
"Woman, I hate it when people lie to me."
"When did I lie to you?" Ye Zhiding was helpless, she was too lazy to speak.
Han Yi smiled and said, "You know it yourself."
The cold liquid enters the body through the dropper and forms various circulations.
But compared to Han Yi's cold words behind his back, Ye Zhiding felt that the direct impact was greater.
"Han Yi, I have no idea what you are talking about."
…
What does it mean to lie to him?
From the time she returned to the villa until now, or since the afternoon, she had said no more than ten words to him.
"I suddenly discovered that apart from unreasonable women, there is actually a kind of man like this in the world."
"Oh, you think I'm an unreasonable man, that's fine." The slender body followed the curve of Ye Zhiding's back, directly from Ye Zhiding to encircling her in his arms.