After Pan Dongdong closed the door forcefully, he slowly collapsed on the ground with his back against the door, tears freely flowing down his face.
Although she was safe now, whenever she thought of the madness in Min Rou's eyes when she tortured her just now, she was scared to death, and her legs were so weak that she had no strength at all.
Sister Dong's name has always represented "mysterious strength" in Shencheng. She is very aware that she has ambitions that most women do not have, and she stubbornly believes that she can face any difficulty, even death!
However, Pan Dongdong didn't want to suffer such humiliation before she died, being fucked by a man and a woman while guarding Min Rou's face... The moment Dayong lay on her body, and when Min Rou burned her lower body with a cigarette butt,
Only then did she realize that she was far from being as strong and uncaring as she thought!
At that moment, she realized that dying happily had become a luxury, and that everything in front of her was a nightmare that she had to fight to wake up from.
Fortunately, Pan Dongdong's nightmare ended when Tang Peng broke in.
Now, Tang Peng, who instantly killed the Dayong brothers, was dealing with that vicious woman outside, while Pan Dongdong was sitting behind the door of the suite crying.
"ah!"
A miserable snort came from her nasal cavity, interrupting Pan Dongdong's silent crying and causing her mind to start functioning normally: this was the sound coming from Min Rou.
After hearing Min Rou's scream, Pan Dongdong's sorrow suddenly disappeared. She couldn't wait to see what Tang Peng was doing.
Out of female thinking, the first thing Pan Dongdong thought of was: Tang Peng was forcing a woman to fuck Min Rou... After all, that guy was a man, and although Min Rou was older, she had something that most interested men.
, for example, she has a graceful temperament like a princess, which can easily arouse men's desire to conquer her.
Women who are too soft on the surface, just like women who are too strong and too mysterious, are unusually attractive to men.
Thinking that Tang Peng might have fucked Min Rou with a strong woman, Pan Dongdong felt a surge of joy in his heart at first, but then he felt an inexplicable disgust: he let that woman take advantage of him.
Pan Dongdong slowly stood up, opened the door a crack, and looked outside.
…
When Min Rou asked Tang Peng angrily what she wanted to do to her, Tang Peng waved the tattoo gun in his hand.
"What?"
Min Rou was stunned. Before she could understand, Tang Peng's left fist had already hit her hard on the lower abdomen!
"Well!"
Min Rou let out a scream that only she could hear. She bent over like a big shrimp, hugged her belly with both hands and lay on the sofa. Cold sweat was like water splashing, and her whole body was soaked in an instant.
It turned black in waves, all the strength disappeared, and he couldn't even roll. His body just kept doing physiological twitches.
By the time Min Rou felt the severe pain in her lower abdomen and had the strength to moan in pain, her limbs had been tied up by the dress she was wearing (torn into rags), her mouth was blocked, and she was completely naked.
A strand of clothes, like a pig being carried onto the chopping board, was lying on its back on the table.
"What are you going to do!?"
Seeing the scary smile on Tang Peng's face, Min Rou ignored the pain in her lower abdomen and struggled desperately to shout out these words - but she couldn't shout out and only made a snorting sound.
Tang Peng shook the tattoo gun in his hand and said with a smile: "When I came in just now, I seemed to see you pointing a cigarette butt at Pan Dongdong... Well, since I want to get some justice for her escape, shouldn't I also do it for you?
Leave some unforgettable mark there? But I think burning people with cigarette butts is too cruel, so it’s better to use this to be more civilized.”
Tang Peng didn't look at Min Rou at all. He muttered to himself like a pervert, opened the tattoo gun, and sucked some colors from the color bottle next to him. He pressed her lower abdomen with his left hand and slowly moved the tattoo gun to her lower body.
: "Oh, I'm a little worried now. What kind of graphic should I tattoo here? Is it a SpongeBob SquarePants, or a big shark? Or a black rose? These are not good, SpongeBob SquarePants is too cartoony
, The big shark is too ferocious, and roses represent love. People like you don’t have much emotion. Well, I think it’s best to get a skull tattoo, so that when Yan Qiye crawls on you again, you will definitely be stimulated differently...
…Hoho, this idea of mine is really trendy. Fortunately, I’ve done tattoos on Feng Bao’s idiot before, so I know a little bit about this…”
"You pervert, don't touch me, don't, don't!"
Min Rou struggled desperately, and when she yelled these two words in her heart, she felt a pain in her lower body, and the nerves all over her body tightened suddenly!
…
"It turns out that he was giving her a tattoo, not forcing her to fuck her. Ha, well, treat the other person in his own way, that's a good idea!"
Pan Dongdong looked outside through the crack in the door. After seeing Min Rou's violent resistance but to no avail, a huge joy surged through her body, causing her to laugh silently on her back several times before closing the door.
After Pan Dongdong escaped from the disaster, after making sure that Tang Peng did not do what she least wanted to do, she felt so relaxed that she really wanted to sing loudly. After closing the door, she threw the evening dress in her hand to the sky, held on to the wall, and twisted
The snake-like waist danced the pole dance she saw on TV - now she needed to express her excitement in this way, closing her eyes and imagining every memorized movement, twisting in an enchanting and evil posture,
Annoying.
It's a pity that no one can watch this nosebleed scene.
After dancing, Pan Dongdong spread his arms and took a deep breath, then walked into the bathroom with his chest held high.
Half an hour later, Pan Dongdong, neatly dressed, walked out of the suite like a noble queen of the night.
At this time, Tang Peng had finished the work and was sitting on the sofa smoking. Min Rou's limbs had been loosened and the cloth strips from her mouth had been taken out, but she was still lying on the table like a dead pig, stunned.
He looked at the ceiling, motionless.
After only glancing at Min Rou, Pan Dongdong stopped paying attention. He grabbed the skirt of his skirt with his left hand, gently turned it in a circle in the center of the room, and asked softly: "Tang Peng, does it look good?"
"It's okay. I have good vision and skills. This thing suits you very well."
Tang Peng admired Min Rou's lower body with a look of intoxication on his face.
In the elastic and white triangle area, there is a life-sized skull tattooed on it. As Min Rou's lower abdomen rises and falls slightly and her legs twitch, it becomes more and more lifelike and weird.
Tang Peng believed that if Min Rou was sent to the red light district, she would be able to become a 'courtesan' just because of her tattoos. Men generally like submissive and noble women, but after sleeping with them, they will turn into 'cannibal' monsters, right?
?
After admiring it for a moment, Tang Peng threw away the cigarette butt, stood up, and said to Pan Dongdong: "Although this tattoo is beautiful, I think you'd better find some clothes for her. After all, she is still your mother-in-law. Besides,
She seems to be attending tonight's reception, right? If she doesn't show up, I think her subordinates will be very anxious and may ruin the friendly atmosphere of the reception... Well, let's do this, I'll go down first, I believe your mother-in-law
She won't do anything stupid to you again, and she should also know what she should do next. After all, she doesn't want everyone to know that she has left a certain mark on her body. Hey, where is the black skull, so cool."
After laughing at Min Rou, Tang Peng shook the phone in his left hand and was about to walk towards the door when Pan Dongdong called out: "Tang Peng, slow down."
"What's wrong? Are you still afraid that she will play tricks? Don't worry, I'm holding her pigtails, and she doesn't dare... Oh, so you want me to change clothes. Alas, it's a pity that my clothes are like this
But Teacher Xiahou just bought it for me."
Tang Peng turned around and saw Pan Dongdong pointing at his clothes, and then he came to his senses.
When he killed the Dayong brothers just now, his clothes were spattered with blood. If Pan Dongdong hadn't reminded him, there would have been an uproar when he walked out.
"I...I have clothes here that are suitable for you. It happens to be from this brand. Teacher Xiahou will definitely not be able to tell that this is not the one she bought for you."
After Tang Peng said that Xia Hou Fuzui bought this dress, the smile on Pan Dongdong's face became obviously unnatural, but she quickly adjusted it, walked into the suite quickly, and took out a set of the same brand.
clothing.
In fact, in Pan Dongdong's wardrobe, there are several clothes of the same size, but from different brands, such as Armani, Goldlion and so on.
A few minutes later, Tang Peng whistled and walked out of the office.
As for how to deal with the two corpses in the office, Tang Peng believed that with the abilities of the two women, they would be able to deal with them properly. He was not even afraid that Min Rou would take revenge on Pan Dongdong because he had taken some photos on his cell phone.
If these things are exposed, Min Rou will lose everything she has. She is a very calculating woman and will never lose something for a small thing.
Thinking that the majestic king of killers would threaten a woman in such a despicable way, Tang felt a little embarrassed.
However, as he stepped out of the elevator and entered the lobby on the first floor, this embarrassment disappeared.
…
As the time approaches nine o'clock, there are more and more people in the hall. At first glance, they are all gentlemen and ladies, whether they are old or young, familiar or unknown, all with reserved smiles on their faces.
Chatting together.
Even the waiters carrying silver trays and dining carts were all wearing white suits and black bow ties, and they were so elegant that it was impossible to tell that they were serving people.
Tang Peng walked out of the elevator as if he had just walked into the lobby, without attracting anyone's attention at all.
After looking around, he didn't find anyone he knew. He walked slowly to a corner of the hall and struck up a conversation with the beautiful bartender who was mixing drinks: "Sister, you are seventeen years old this year, right? Ordinarily you are only now.
You are of school age, why do you come here to do this at such a young age? It’s not a work-study program, right? If that’s the case, how about you work in my company?”