Tianmu Z looked at the furious Yang Mufan with a leisurely expression, and sneered faintly: "At this point, Yang Mufan, are you still irritating me?! Do you really want me to do something to your wife?! Okay?
, I will make it happen for you!!"
After finishing speaking, Tianmu Z turned his head and showed an extremely ferocious and vicious look at Lone Eagle.
When Gu Ying saw it, he lowered his head slightly again and whispered into the intercom.
The next second, Yang Mufan looked through the LED and saw the muscular man standing far away from Mu Wanqing. He turned and stepped forward, directly pulling Mu Wanqing up from sleeping on the sofa bed, and put on a seductive pose that made all men's blood boil.
posture.
From the corner of his eye, he could clearly see that not only the ten men in Mu Wanqing's private room were getting ready to make a move, but also the dozens of bodyguards in the private room where he was, their eyes were all gleaming with the red light of beastly and lustful excitement...
The color of Yang Mufan's black eyes suddenly became extremely dark and deep.
Seeing them staring directly at Mu Wanqing's body with dirty eyes, at this moment, Yang Mufan only had one thought in his mind, and that was: dig out their dog eyes one after another...
With a hoarse and cold voice, he spoke in a low and gloomy voice: "Tianmu Z, I admire Mu Fan and swear that if anything happens to Mu Wanqing tonight, I will make the whole Tianmu... No, I will let Fanfan follow you.
Anyone who is even remotely involved will be buried with Mu Wanqing."
After hearing Yang Mufan's warning, Tianmu Z was not afraid, but just smiled coldly without any fear: "I know your strength and methods of Yang Mufan, and I also know that you will always do what you say, but so what?!
Even if I go to hell, if I can take Mu Wanqing to be buried with me and make your life miserable, I will still make a profit."
"It's getting late now, Mr. Yang, let's play a game. If you win, I'll let you take Mu Wanqing away. If you lose, you and Mu Wanqing will both die here."
Hearing this, a crazy and bloodthirsty sneer spread out from the corner of Yang Mufan's mouth, and he said: "No one in the world dares to negotiate terms with me, and you are the first person!"
"Then I'm deeply honored!" Tianmu Z changed his posture and smiled with a particularly ferocious and vicious smile, "I heard that Mr. Yang is an expert in darts. Now I feel that the place is a bit cold. Otherwise, Mr. Yang would show his hands to warm up the place.
Just warm up and help us all enjoy?!"
He glanced at Yang Mufan standing in the middle of the private room, showing no intention of nodding.
Tianmu Z was a little angry: "Yang Mufan, don't show off your imperial posture in front of me. If you look at me with such disdain again, believe it or not, I will make you regret it?! No see!
The coffin doesn’t shed tears, does it?!”
Saying that, Tianmu Z raised his hand...
Mu Wanqing was woken up by an unpleasant pungent smell.
When she was dazed and conscious: In addition to the unbearable pain in her temples and neck, she also felt that her body was cold.
Ben Ben raised his hand to touch his arm, wanting to warm it.
However, wherever the palm of my hand touched, there was tender and smooth skin.
When she realized she was not wearing any clothes, she opened her eyes suddenly.
The moment her eyes opened, she was petrified.
In the private room illuminated by daylight, ten naked muscular men stood in a row in front of her.
Her eyes darkened, and she wanted to get out of bed.
However, under the control of the drug, she could not exert any strength in her whole body and could only collapse on the bed.