The enemy is numerous, each skill is not weak, and cooperate with tacit understanding, his excess energy finally got vent channel.
The man not far away looked at this scene, a little headache, this boy's skill is really good, he only called so many people, some mistakes.
When he was hesitating whether he wanted to fight in person or add some people, Wen Chuan suddenly moved to avoid a man's fist, and then simply raised his hands.
"I'm tired. Surrender."
“……”
I'll go. It's a magic turn.
Wen Chuan is missing.
When Lanhua knew this, she was almost mad. She immediately went to find LAN Cang and asked her brother to send someone to find him.
LAN Cang calmly put down the precious pen in his hand, "draw, go back to LAN's home."
She a Leng, then quick reaction come over, fierce a clap forehead, the wind similar ran out.
She's such a father that she doesn't worry at all!
Lan Hua flies back to China without stopping. When she gets home, she doesn't see LAN Xiu. Then she drives to a base. Amidst the greetings from a group of "big girls", she walks inside quickly.
At the same time, somewhere in the shady area of the base, Wen Chuan was firmly tied to the cross shaped stake. He looked down at the rope on his body, and then turned his eyes to the man sitting not far away, with a smile of evil and love on his lips.
"I didn't expect that my father-in-law was so good at rope art that one day we could sit down and have a drink and study together."
LAN Xiu stood up and put out his cigarette butt with a smile. "Dare to scream again, believe it or not?"
As long as you don't care about painting, I don't think you can be happy
LAN Xiu swept all kinds of torture tools around him. He lit a cigarette and held it lazily. He said carelessly, "there are more kinds of torture tools here than the top ten torture tools in the Qing Dynasty. I specially asked them to prepare them for you. Which one do you like? Today, I promise to let you want to be immortal and die, with endless aftertaste. "
He picked an iron whip with thorns and took a slanting look at Wen Chuan. "It's a good size. Do you like it?"
Wen Chuan didn't seem to know the danger of the whip, and he didn't seem to see the killing feeling from LAN Xiu's eyes. As soon as his eyes closed, he looked comfortable, even with a little expectation.
"Father in law, try your best. It's OK with me."
LAN Xiu smiles instead of anger, drinks a mouthful of red wine, puts down his goblet, and then raises the whip in his hand, intending to teach the smelly boy a lesson.
If it wasn't for Wen Chuan's bravery and didn't lose his momentum in front of LAN Xiu, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as simple as a whip. My life might be here.
After all, LAN Xiu would never allow his daughter to marry a weak chicken who would only beg for mercy.
At this time, when Lan Hua came here, she heard Wen Chuan saying, "try your best.".
She eyebrows a jump, looking at the front half open half closed door, expression appears some tangled, for fear that he will open the door of the new world.
Next second -
"Er! Ah Oh Well... "
A burst of men's sexy groan sounded without warning.
Blue birch seems to have a group of lovely alpacas galloping by in her heart. The sexy panting just comes to her ears. She looks so broken that she even suspects that her ears are hallucinating.