Chapter 1390

Hearing Wen Changping's order, his men did not dare to disobey and walked over to Wen ruoqing again.

Wen ruoqing covered his chest and retreated step by step until he retreated to the wall.

"What are you doing? Don't come here! Go away!"

Wen ruoqing waved his hands and pushed away the man in black who was close to him.

However, there were so many people that her fists could not match her four hands, and she was soon clamped down.

Hiss!

The sound of the cloth tearing again, accompanied by the coolness of the air

Wen ruoqing's man has been pushed to the ground. Several people in black pressed her hands and feet, and several pairs of big hands swam on her.

"Let me go! Asshole, let me go!"

The disgusting touch and humiliating action make Wen ruoqing miserable.

His eyes were full of men's malicious smiling faces, and his ears were full of men's proud laughter. Wen ruoqing cried, "help, big white, little black, Jiang Lingyun, help me!"

"Hahaha, shout! Wen ruoqing, it's a pity that you're going to die tonight. Otherwise, I really want you to see how exciting it is to be humiliated!"

Liang Xianzhong laughed and looked at Wen ruoqing in the camera, with a happy face.

"Cough, good nephew, my niece's skin is really good. It's a pity that it's cheap for these Wufu."

Wen Changping also looked at Wen ruoqing in the camera. The last piece of shame cloth was torn off, his throat moved, swallowed saliva, and his old eyes were chaotic.

"Hey, Mr. Wen, why don't you let them get out of the way first and let you taste this woman?"

Liang Xianzhong looked at Wenchang he with a meaningful smile.

"Cough, forget it. I don't want to be watched by others when I do this. What's more, I'm afraid there's no beauty around me when Wen falls into my hands?"

Wen Changping looked proud and stared at his men in the camera, ready to attack Wen ruoqing.

At this time, a man in black, who was lying on Wen ruoqing, just wanted to make further action, but suddenly panicked.

"Boss, she... Bit her teeth and killed herself!"

"What?"

Wen Changping's old face sank and stepped forward quickly. He saw that Wen ruoqing's eyes were closed, the corners of his eyes were full of tears, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Liang Xianzhong, who followed up, stretched out his hand to explore Wen ruoqing's breath and said in a cold voice, "there's still gas. I tell you, don't stop. Even if she dies, I want you to rape the corpse!"

They won't even let her die!

Wen Ruo was extremely angry. At the last Qingming Festival, he heard Liang Xianzhong's words. Suddenly, he had no will to survive and slowly fell into boundless darkness.

Then someone pushed the door and came in.

"Cough, cough, no good, boss, get out of here. The manor suddenly caught fire and is almost burning to the basement."

Hearing this, Wen Changping frowned and hurriedly got up and said, "fire? How can it happen for no reason?"

This is his estate in the suburbs. He seldom comes to live.

"It's not clear yet. We're investigating."

The man tried hard to hold back his cough and replied.

"Go quickly, leave this woman and burn her to death, and take away the camera equipment."

Wen Changping gave a cold command, covering his mouth and nose, and took the lead in striding away.

Liang Xianwen took a big step and smiled coldly.

The remaining people in black put on their clothes and left quickly.

For a time, only Wen ruoqing was left in the room, lying on the ground without anyone's attention.