107. Chapter 107 Burning Qiongfang in exchange for the way back 7
"Okay!" The man who came first pinched the woman beneath him, "This woman is so smart!" After saying that, he burst out laughing.
The man behind him took a look and quickly untied his belt.
"No, no..." Yu'er's tears were like bursting from a dam, and her originally bright black eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. Why, why is this happening?
The man who came after him stretched out his hand and pinched her chin. She felt a burst of pain in her mind, and then a hard, disgusting thing was inserted into her mouth. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" She wanted to vomit, wanted to bite, but
It takes no effort at all to move my chin.
"Brother, you are so awesome. You can think of all the ways to take off your chinbone." The first man laughed twice more, and rubbed his hands roughly, "It's so tight!" After that, he quickly unbuttoned his pants.
, holding his thick treasure and pushing it hard into the soft body.
Yu'er's whole body trembled, why is this happening, why is this happening. She thought that following the young lady would lead to the fate of being humiliated, but now she still can't escape. She wants to commit suicide, but she can't even die.
In the yard outside the house, the attendants stood there quietly one by one. Although they were extremely anxious, they did not dare to make any moves now.
When the people in the flower house heard the shouting just now, they knew something was wrong, but now no one dared to run to the backyard. On the third floor, Qianhe opened a window and looked out. She only saw the small courtyard.
There were more than a dozen guards standing there, and a Mongolian in rich clothes was sitting at a stone table not far away.
It turned out to be Mongolian. If it were Mongolian, things would be difficult to handle.
"Qian He's mother, I just reported it to the police. Mr. Chen is searching nearby, and he will be here soon." A police officer looked panicked.
Qianhe's face turned blue. Damn it, how could you report this to the official! Mongolians are officials, and it is not illegal for Mongolians to kill people. But at this time, she had no way to explain clearly to this ghost slave. She began to regret in her heart, this matter was absolutely
It was for Zhang Nuoqing, but even if she knew, she couldn't tell.
If the other party knew that she knew something, she might not be able to save her life. At the critical moment, Zhang Nuoqing disappeared. If I had known she should have handed her over long ago, at least I had never heard of the murderous Prince of Peking.
rumor.
In this situation, she couldn't do anything. She was waiting to die here. Thinking of this, she hurriedly started to pack her things. Fortunately, she had made a lot of money recently, which was enough for her to live richly for the rest of her life.
In the small courtyard, a gust of wind blew by, and a few pink petals fell from the peach blossom tree that was in full bloom. Busy Brother Ci sat quietly, waiting for Arnold to come back.
A burst of messy footsteps disturbed him. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the large group of people who had just walked out of the flower house. A coldness flashed in his brown eyes, "Agula, if we don't want to open this brothel, then we
Just help them!"
"Yes!" Agula saluted and strode towards Mr. Chen who had just walked into the courtyard.
Mr. Chen originally thought it was just an ordinary murder, but as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he felt a bit colder around him. The shining knife, the pair of red eyes. And the man in a gorgeous robe sitting not far away,
Everything told him that things were not that simple. As a result, the official voice he originally wanted to shout became stuck in his throat.