Chapter 7

Zhao Wenbo's face was green with anger. He took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call.

I saw the imperial manager wearing a silver mask coming late.

He still wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, but his posture was obviously calm.

When Qian Haoran saw him, he was angry. "Manager Yu, what do you mean? Don't you want to do business in the future?"

The fat man called manager Yu gave a dry smile and said in a good voice: "don't be angry because there's little money. Well, didn't you call the police before? He also promised the police that he would leave all the people involved here. If the police came and found no one, it's hard for us to explain!"

"Dead fat man, don't give me a careless eye!" Qian Haoran grabbed his collar and said angrily, "the emperor will be afraid of the police?! do you think I Qian Haoran is a fool?"

Manager Yu secretly said: Dihao is not afraid of the police, the terrible king of hell!

Zhao Wenbo said calmly, "manager Yu, we don't care who was on the 12th, but he has taken it away and the matter has been exposed. The alarm just now is obviously just a threat and joke. If you really lock us up here in such a big way, it's meaningless? All right, let them get out of the way. My young master is in a bad mood today. Don't annoy me!"

Manager Yu laughed twice, but didn't step back.

Saying that the LORD called the police was just a threat and joke. Oh, tease me?

The LORD sent all the people who were related to him to prison.

In the most law-abiding way, it gave the cruelest blow and torture.

You still think he's kidding you?

What a bunch of fools!

Zhao Wenbo's face was a little gloomy. He gnashed his teeth and said, "OK, very good, manager Yu, I remember you."

He took out his cell phone and dialed a phone, "Dad, I'm locked up in Dihao. A fool said he wanted to call the police to catch us. Please tell Dihao!"

Hanging up, Zhao Wenbo looked at manager Yu proudly and ruthlessly.

Several other people also smiled and flattered one by one.

But soon they couldn't laugh.

A dozen heavily armed policemen rushed in and surrounded Zhao Wenbo under the guidance of manager Dihao.

Manager Yu respectfully said, "police comrades, we are ready to monitor them. As long as you need it, we can get it right away."

The chief policeman took a look at the messy and disgusting scene at the party, frowned in disgust, waved and said, "take it all away."

"No, you can't catch me. Do you know who I am?"

"Bo Shao, Bo Shao, didn't you say we won't be exposed?"

"Comrade police, I know I'm wrong. Let me go, let me go!"

The police headed by Yu said to manager Yu: "as a public place of business, you emperors are also responsible for illegal acts..."

"Yes, we all accept whether it is a fine or suspension of business for rectification! In the future, we will correct ourselves and conduct self-examination to ensure that such violations of law and discipline will not occur again."

Seeing the police shouting away with a group of prisoners, manager Yu breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

Shit, he saved his life.

I couldn't help looking at the roof.

What a surprise!

The Lord of hell would even take the initiative to hold a woman.

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Xia Shengge doesn't know the bloody rain outside.

Taking "the 12th" as a hostage, leaving the party and suppressing the surging tide in her body, she has exhausted all her reason and strength.

She could feel someone talking in her ear, but she could only hear the buzz.

She felt a steady embrace of her hands and took her away from the disgusting place.

The top floor suite door of Dihao closes slowly.

The last trace of will and persistence of Xia Sheng's song finally dissipated, his hands fell down, and the glass fragments stained with blood fell to the ground.

The man stepped slightly, took a look at the glass, then continued to move forward and put Xia Sheng song on the sofa.

As soon as the hand was released, the collar was grabbed by someone.

The soft and hot lips were pasted up carelessly, eagerly and without rules.

Some are printed on the mask, some on the side of the neck, and some on the thin lips of men.

The girl lying on the sofa could no longer suppress the medicine and moaned in pain.

While clutching something on the man, I wanted to relieve the burning in the body.

While tearing his clothes.

The man's eyes were steep and deep, and the silver mask on his face was thrown aside by him.

He held out his hand and put his hands on Xia Shengge's head.

The other hand gently rubbed her face, fragile neck, and finally landed on such bright red and soft lips.

"I'm... So hot... So uncomfortable... Help me..."

The finger pressed on the lip suddenly forced out a red mark and exuded a little blood.

The man's black pupils were stained with blood and suddenly bent over to kiss Xia Shengge's lips.

The tip of the tongue licked the blood on the girl's lips a little, very slowly and patiently.

It's like tasting delicious food that has been waiting for thousands of years.

It's like carefully waiting for the captured prey.

Until Xia Shengge opened his mouth slightly because of pain, he drove straight into the city and occupied the land.

A man's kiss is very green. He has never kissed anyone like this.

But his kiss was so overbearing and crazy, like a beast marking his possessions.

Their bodies gradually intertwined on the sofa.

The clothes are half back.

The wound on the man's neck was scratched and cracked, and the blood flowed down his neck and fell on the girl's jade white clavicle.

The beast like blood color instantly infected the whole black eyes.

The man breathed disorderly and looked at Xia Shengge as if he would swallow her in the next moment.

However, the next moment, he heard the girl cry like a baby animal.

"It hurts... Who will help me..."

"I'm not... Wild seed, not... Murderer, why... Don't you believe me?"

"Mom... Mom..."

Crystal tears meandered down the girl's flushed cheeks.

On the one hand, there is the lack of love, and on the other hand, there is the pain and grievances that have been suppressed for more than 20 years.

She was like a child, vulnerable and sad to cry.

The man slowly breathed out, grabbed Xia Shengge's small hand, pressed it on the wound on his neck and grabbed it heavily.

Pain flows all over the body and blood drops.

The man smiled low.

After laughing, he wrapped Xia Shengge in his clothes, carefully held him in his arms, and patted him clumsily, just like coaxing a child.

Then he took his cell phone and dialed a number.

"Let Dr. Mo come over."