Zhou Jirong suddenly jumped away and made a gesture of surrender, "I beg for mercy."
"I told you to keep an eye on her. You think I am farting! Where is she?" Ling Yansen was very impatient. There was sweat on his forehead with a cold face. He knew exactly where the bar was. She wanted to stay inside for a while.
Every second is more dangerous!
"In the private room over there. Aren't I afraid that you won't know the way and I'll come out to greet you? I don't know a good heart!" Zhou Jirong complained, pointing towards the long aisle in the bar, and a cold wind suddenly blew in front of him.
Look again, Madman Ling has disappeared.
Zhou Jirong squinted his eyes, smiled, and walked over slowly, waiting to watch the show.
Qingwu was still a little conscious at first, and she knew that someone was taking her into a place with poor lighting. However, her whole body felt weak and weak, and the thirsty feeling in her throat became stronger and stronger. She didn't know what was going on in her body, but it was getting hotter and hotter.
She felt even more uncomfortable than before, like millions of ants tickling her. She started to move, as if this would make her feel better. She was groggy and just wanted to cool down her body.
The man in his early thirties stood aside, staring at the woman next to him like a mouse. He had plump buttocks, snowy breasts, and a small waist, and a face as charming as a peony covered with dewdrops.
Ling's black satin-like hair, her beautiful and delicate collarbones, her slender white legs exposed from the skirt, her shallow shoes with her arched insteps, all of this is a scene.
A terrible gluttonous feast!
He could tell something was wrong with her. Although she smelled of alcohol, he had never seen a drunk woman be so charming in the many years he had been in bars. Experience told this man that the woman in front of him must have been drugged.
The quantity is not light!
The man felt the changes below him, and looked at the door repeatedly with fear. The man said before that he would be back to pick up the woman in five minutes, but now it has been at least ten minutes. Why hasn't he seen anyone yet? Yes.
Not coming back?
Thinking of this, a coveted smile appeared on his honest face. He stood up and sat close to Qing Wu who was struggling with the buttons of her clothes.
Qingwu felt dizzy, her head was swollen, her eyes were blurred, and the temperature in her body was making her feel more and more uncomfortable. She touched the pearl button and was anxious to untie it, but she couldn't get it off after trying it all over.
Someone suddenly came close to her. In her blur of consciousness, she smiled sweetly at the invisible face, "Don't you know how to button women's clothes? Well... help me unbutton it... I feel so uncomfortable.
...Hurry up...okay?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she was startled by her own charming appearance. Those sultry ending sounds didn't seem to come from her mouth at all, but she was eager to get rid of this bondage and wanted to jump into the ice pool, so she squirmed even more
The figure begged the person next to her, with her watery almond-shaped eyes open, hoping that he would come close and help her.
The man swallowed hard. Such a beautiful feast was right in front of him. He could easily get it as soon as he leaned over. The erotic words were heart-wrenching. How could he have time to look forward and backward? He raised his slightly trembling hand and touched her as soft as a bone.
Her little hand rubbed it, causing her to sigh in comfort, so her graceful figure twisted even more crazily, wanting more. She squinted her eyes, raised her head, and offered her lips as moist as a cherry. The man looked at
His eyes were straightened, and soon, his hands began to move dishonestly on her exquisite curves, and then, impatiently, his hands went straight to the long-coveted pair of breasts, enough to make anyone
The man’s crazy plump breasts.
"Bang!"
The door of the private room was kicked open. The door could not withstand the huge force and bounced hard. The man was startled and turned his head. His body was shaken by the coldness from hell that suddenly appeared in his mouth.
A trembling one.
In the dark and cold beam of light that poured in, I don't know when a very tall man had already stood. He was wearing a vicious aura, a chilling aura that could sting anyone to death. He stood up straight, with his hands clenched in fists.
, the joints cracked, and against the light, the man couldn't see his face clearly, but he could clearly see his chest rising and falling rapidly due to the huge anger.
The man instinctively shrank his body. The woman beside him was still twisting in an unknown way, but he trembled and quickly took his hand away, almost bouncing and stood up, far away from her.
Ling Yansen had a stern face, and his extremely dark eyes were fixed on the disheveled woman in the corner, who was sucking her fingers with dull eyes. He was so angry at her unconsciously charming and sultry appearance that she almost burst into smoke! She
You have no idea how dangerous your situation is!
He strode over with a chilling air, uncontrollable anger, and the terror of Hell, and came to the trembling man. He smiled coldly. Before the man could react, he only felt the vital part of his lower abdomen.
Severe pain hit him, and he bent over in pain, and then the shoe kicked on his face and stepped on his body, causing his internal organs to be kicked to pieces in huge pain.
He screamed, but the man on top of him moved very fast, his fists and feet came down like raindrops, and he struck hard, clearly intending to beat him to death. He had no time to fight back, and he couldn't find any opening to counterattack. His whole body was covered with blood.
It felt like it was being torn apart, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even scream for help.
So, what Zhou Jirong saw when he slowly walked in was such an intense and chaotic scene.
Ling Yansen's eyes were red and he was panting. The pointed head of his Italian leather shoes was very good at picking places and kicked the man on the ground at the most critical part, until the man bent his back in pain and couldn't even cry out in pain.
, he patted the dust on his hands, took off his suit jacket in twos and twos, walked over and wrapped the woman tightly in the corner, twisting restlessly like a snake.
Seeing Zhou Jirong come in, Ling Yansen spit out the cigarette butts rudely. His eyes, which were slightly squinted with disgust, were as dark as the sea, and he couldn't see much emotion. He walked to the dying man on the ground, squatted down, and looked at Zhou Jirong expressionlessly.
Said, "The logistics department here should have a lot of fruit knives, right? Hurry up and get me one!"