At dawn, Ai Jielin woke up quietly after feeling refreshed all night. There was a lingering chaotic smell of sweat and body fluids in the room, making her feel so lazy that she didn't want to get up.
The French girl didn't even remember how many times she got high last night. She only knew that the man refused to give her life or death at first, but later he fed her to her full.
"It's an unprecedented experience, and I've never been so satisfied." Ai Jielin was especially satisfied with Lin Sen's tongue. Compared with being fucked hard like a pile driver, she felt like a new world had been opened up for her.
When she got up, she saw that the room was in a mess. The sheets were torn and stained with dessert stains, even on Ai Jielin herself. She walked into the bathroom to freshen up, changed into a loose T-shirt, and vacuumed her lower body.
Just come out of the room.
"Lin." Ai Jielin called out. When she heard a response from the first floor, she walked down, only to see Zhou Qingfeng, who was fully dressed, sitting on a rocking chair. A young woman with a haggard face was half-kneeling in front of him. "
Lin, who is this woman?"
Ai Jielin was extremely surprised, while Zhou Qingfeng spread his hands and said: "Uh..., the slave girl who came to my door."
"Female slave?" Ai Jielin stepped forward and looked at it in confusion, but still didn't understand what was going on.
"That's right." Zhou Qingfeng gave a general account of the attack last night, but he didn't say what happened to the attacking group. He only said that he had defeated the enemy and left such a person alive to play all night.
"Wait a minute." Ai Jielin suddenly pointed at the slave girl on the ground with a horrified look and shouted: "You mean she was the one who licked me last night, not you?"
"Uh-huh." Zhou Qingfeng nodded, "The idea came to me suddenly. The whole process is wonderful, right? You like it too!"
"I..., I..." Ai Jielin wanted to say that she didn't like it at all, but her body was honest. She could only raise her voice a little more and shouted: "No..., I don't like strangers touching me."
I don’t like it at all.”
Ai Jielin yelled frantically and jumped back and forth. Zhou Qingfeng could only sigh and looked at the woman lying in front of him. The female prisoner who was captured alive was about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was dressed in black and was originally carrying
Wearing a headscarf, now the headscarf is missing.
Without a headscarf, the female captive is a very delicate girl. Her French is not very good, but her Arabic is fluent. Zhou Qingfeng has just been asking for a long time, and the situation is probably clear.
The person who came to trouble him last night was a Green Cult gang, mainly composed of native chickens, mixed with various Green Cultists from North Africa and the Middle East. This is a black and white organization, and they include Arabs with French nationality.
In the second generation, there are also Middle Eastern refugees who have just arrived in France.
Due to cultural background and religious beliefs, this Green Sect gang appears to be particularly closed in France. Their community is small but has a large population. They mainly communicate within themselves and almost never have contact with outsiders.
Even the French police don't know much about this Green Cult gang. They only know that they engage in smuggling and human trafficking. They often have no way to investigate if they want to, and they don't even know their organizational structure.
Since many people in this green sect can't even speak French, the girl caught by Zhou Qingfeng in front of her was actually working as a translator and handyman. Little did she know that the person who brought her out suddenly died, and now she is the only one left.
At this moment she could only cry silently and keep crying.
The Green Cult female prisoner didn't know much about the situation and couldn't confess much.
Ai Jielin finally calmed down after venting. She stabilized her emotions and concluded: "You said someone wanted to kill you last night. After you drove those people away, you caught the slave girl and then forced the slave girl to join us.
Oh, my God! I was actually fucked by a woman..."
Zhou Qingfeng nodded, and Ai Jielin didn't know how to describe the man in front of her. She stamped her feet on the ground a few times, screamed a few times in displeasure, and then asked: "Aren't you afraid that those killers will come to you again?
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"Well..., the group last night shouldn't be able to come. As for those people behind the scenes, if they don't come to me, I will go to them." Zhou Qingfeng never thinks it's a big deal when he travels to Paris.
"What do you plan to do with this slave girl?" Ai Jielin asked.
"She said her name is Safiya, she is from Libya, she has been educated and educated, and she has been living with her uncle and uncle since arriving in France. Now it seems that she is just a lookout. Once I deal with her uncle and uncle, I will let her go.
"Yes." Zhou Qingfeng seemed to be very kind and easy to talk to.
Ai Jielin rolled her eyes, shook her head slightly, and ran back to the room to make a phone call. Half an hour later, she ran back angrily, holding the phone in her hand, and looked at Zhou Qingfeng with a new understanding of her eyes.
"You're actually being offered a reward of two hundred million dollars?"
"I thought you already knew this."
"Hell, how did I know this? I thought you were just a very courageous star whose temperament fascinated me, and then I wanted to sleep with you. But now I know that you have a profound background."
Ai Jielin slapped her forehead, as if regretting or fearing a certain decision she had made. She asked again: "My father said that someone wanted to kill you before but was killed in advance. Does this matter have anything to do with you?
?”
"If you are referring to Gusinski, then you are right." Zhou Qingfeng was not afraid to admit it, "You don't think I am a good person, do you?"
French girls can only look up to the sky and sigh!
"I really underestimated you." Ai Jielin's tone became extremely serious. She launched the springboard software on her mobile phone to connect to the 'dark web' and displayed the prophecy post made by Zhou Qingfeng.
The post was updated a few hours ago. Under Gusinski's headshot, there are about a dozen more photos. They are all people who died in extremely miserable conditions. Judging from their clothes and faces, they tend to be of Arab descent. Under these photos
, is a brief comment - this is not the end of the matter.
Public opinion on the 'dark web' has been stirred up again. Not many people know these Arabs, and their reputation is obviously not as good as Gusinski. But the Green Church Arabs are a problem, a big problem. This group of people are all
Weak scum, but there are many of them, and they have religious fanaticism, which makes them very difficult to deal with.
The green sect's Arabs don't care about dead people, whether they die themselves or others. As long as they are encouraged, they are the most brainless warriors. Unless they are all killed, they will not give up until they achieve their goal.
"This is the person you just said to get rid of, right? Where is the body?" Ai Jielin was not afraid of the horrific corpse in the photo at this time, but instead had the toughness and courage of a strong woman.
In comparison, Zhou Qingfeng was much calmer. He still had the same unhurried and unhurried expression, "They said it has been dealt with, so there is no need to worry too much."
Ai Jielin stared at Zhou Qingfeng for a long time, "You are very similar to my father, very similar. Both are gangsters and villains who ignore the law. You can do whatever you want with almost no restrictions. I have always wanted to get rid of my father.
However, I didn’t expect to walk into the shadow of another bastard.”
The French girl scolded and quarreled, and finally sat in front of Zhou Qingfeng feebly and sighed. Zhou Qingfeng thought that the matter would be settled like this, but who knew that not long after, the sound of vehicles driving and braking suddenly came from outside the manor.
After a while, several burly bodyguards walked in from outside. These burly guys looked scary, but their words were very polite. After recognizing Zhou Qingfeng, they stepped forward respectfully and said: "Mr. Lin, our boss wants to see you.