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2441 History of Slavery

These words have been held in the heart of the psychic Dharma King for many days, and he has never been able to find anyone to talk to. Now he is pouring beans out of a bamboo tube, telling how majestic he was when he was in Tibet, and how he and Ximen Lang were once sworn enemies.

The enemy was plotted and forced to take poison and become a slave...

Inoue Nami listened with joy in her ears, and she said with a look of indignation on her face: "That guy Ximenlang is so despicable, he actually treated the master in such a way, he deserves to die."

The woman's words made the psychic king feel like he had met a close friend, and he cursed loudly: "That's right, if I hadn't taken the poison and had to take him under his control, I would have cut that beast into pieces."

Inoue Nami's dark eyes turned and she thought, "Master, I have a way to protect you from the coercion of Ximen Lang and restore your freedom."

"You..." The psychic king's eyes flashed with suspicion, and he obviously didn't believe what the other party said.

"What, do you doubt my ability?"

The psychic king nodded, "I do have some doubts."

Inoue Nami's weak and boneless jade hands passed over the man's strong body, all the way down, holding the limp bird and teasing her softly, and said softly: "Master, whether you believe it or not, I do have a way to get you out of the sea of ​​suffering. You

Can you patiently listen to me explain this method?"

The avatar was surrounded by warmth, softness and smoothness, and bursts of pleasure came from it, making the psychic king feel very comfortable. He nodded slightly and said, "Tell me what you want."

Inoue Nami changed her tactics to please the other party. Feeling that the originally decadent bird tribe was deformed, she increased her speed. "Master, you may not know that Ximen Lang was seriously injured in a fight with a fellow monk of my Yamaguchi-gumi.

Dying..."

The psychic Dharma King looked surprised, "Really?"

"I don't dare to tell any lies. What I mean is, since the guy's injury is serious, why doesn't Master take the opportunity to capture him, force him to hand over the antidote, and then kill him..."

In extreme excitement, the psychic Dharma King shouted: "What a great idea!"

The well-behaved Nami Inoue moved over like a cat, lightly opened her red lips, used her mouth to clean up the dirt created by the other person, and swallowed it all as if it was not too dirty.

The touch of the tip of the tongue made the psychic king extremely happy. Seeing that the woman was so sensible, he said with satisfaction: "Okay... you did a good job..."

When she raised her head, Inoue Nami smiled charmingly and cooed: "As long as the master likes it, I can do whatever I want."

"Haha, you little bitch is so good, I like her very much." The psychic king laughed and at the same time reached out and patted the other party's big white butt.

Inoue Nami said like a little bird: "Master, I am willing to serve you all my life...Although I am the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi, I am your most loyal slave. From now on, all the 100,000 members of our Yamaguchi-gumi will serve you.

With your mobilization, we will kill all those bastards from Huamen and dominate RB. Master, you will become the underground emperor who enjoys all the glory and wealth."

These words made the spirit kingmon's blood boil, and he was very excited. He asked in a deep voice: "Do you and your Yamaguchi-gumi really respect me and obey my instructions?"

Inoue Nami nodded solemnly, "Of course, I swear, if you deceive the master, I will die badly."

"Okay! That's it."

Inoue Nami's face showed joy, "That's great, Master, we will definitely succeed."

The psychic king looked very satisfied, "When the time comes, I will not only dominate RB, but I will also return to Country Z and completely eradicate the Chinese clan..."

"Well, I support you, Master, just go ahead and do it."

"But now I'm going to fuck you hard. Turn your body around and face me like a bitch."

"Okay..." Inoue Nami obediently followed the instructions, turned around and said softly: "Master, come on, don't be polite..."

After a night of carnival in the woods, the two of them broke up and left early the next morning, and agreed on how to contact each other. In this way, Inoue Nami used her beauty and wit to get out of danger, not only saved her life, but also persuaded the psychic king to betray her.

It can be regarded as a huge gain after the tragic defeat.

The next day, Ximen Lang heard that the psychic king had returned. He was very concerned about the safety of his powerful servant and hurriedly summoned him.

In the back room of the office, lying on the double bed, was a weak Ximen Lang. He was wearing blue plaid pajamas and his face was so pale that there was almost no blood. Standing next to him was Rose, who was wearing pink plaid pajamas and taking care of her lover day and night. She was beautiful.

There was a bit of fatigue on her gorgeous face.

The psychic king stepped into it, first bowed and said: "Meet the master." He glanced over secretly, thinking to himself, it seems that what Nami said is true, this guy is really seriously injured, damn, what chance do I have?

Coming.

"No need to be so polite." Ximen Lang struggled to sit up and moved a little, but was unable to do anything. He couldn't get up on his own. He could only smile bitterly and asked Rose to help, "Little sister, help me."

Rose bent over, picked up her boyfriend and ran backwards, making him lean on the bed. Although Ximen Lang looked like he couldn't take care of himself, she felt that he was much stronger than yesterday. At least, he was conscious and could not take care of himself.

I can move a little bit now, and I even touched her and kissed her last night when I went to bed.

The psychic king looked concerned and asked: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. When I was fighting with the fellow monk, I was injured by his weird move."

The psychic king showed indignation, "This bastard is really hateful. It's a pity that we couldn't catch him yesterday and let a few of them escape."

Ximen Lang looked over and didn't notice anything strange about the other party. Thinking that the psychic king had nothing to do with RB and had once killed Inoue Daoka, he felt that this lama could still be used with confidence. "It doesn't matter, the future is long, we will take care of him in the future.

They killed them all, you were not injured and I hope you can come back safely."

"Thank you, Master, for thinking about me."

The Huamen and Yamaguchi-gumi are about to fight. This is a critical moment, and it is also the time to employ people. The psychic king is like a sword. If used properly, it will hurt people when it is unsheathed. In order to win him over and work hard for himself, Ximen

Langdao: "You have performed well recently, and I have noticed it. I hope you can continue your efforts and help me completely wipe out the Yamaguchi group. I will not treat you badly when the time comes."

The psychic king said respectfully: "Thank you, Master, for trusting me. I will do my job well." But he cursed in his heart, "Damn it, you still want to trick me into working as a swordsman for you. You think I'm stupid, you're waiting for me."

, I’m not done with you, let’s see.

Ximen Lang didn't know what this guy was really thinking. Seeing that the psychic king readily agreed, he nodded and said: "Well, that's it, you can go out first."


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