Chapter 871

Two confidants, very sorry for not being able to complete the boss's order.

Why does the boss want AI Wei'er to take Shangxian?

It's not to prevent her from fighting and struggling.

Did not see the boss's face was scratched by her, how angry he was?

There are so many ways to make the beauty CEO not struggle and resist when she is violated.

Among them, the most economical way is to tie her hands, feet and rope on the bed and let her boss pick them.

Mr. Liszt was very pleased with the behavior of his two confidants.

Taking off the black hat on his head and two pairs of work clothes, Liszt went to the bed. Looking at Ai Wei'er, who had been struggling desperately and had made a circle of blood on his wrist, he sighed: "Oh, beautiful lady, why do you torture yourself? I'm going to feel bad. "

"Bah!"

AI Wei'er, who can't move his hands and feet, saw Li Nanfang running out of the cabin with his own eyes. After he died in the sea with hatred after the cruise ship was bombed, he was completely silent. He would never imagine who would suddenly appear at her most dangerous moment.

She knew very well that no one could change her sad fate.

She didn't want to die.

Dead, she will never see her lovely little princess again.

She has to endure humiliation and live, even if she really gives birth to a child for Liszt - only by living can she do what she wants to do.

So, when she spits on Liszt's face, it means that she begins to give up resistance.

Liszt understood what she thought from her desperate eyes.

I'm very happy.

Can let the white peony like AI Wei'er, willing to give him a child, can be stronger than he used to get, much stronger.

Raising his hand to wipe off the saliva on his face, Liszt slowly sat on the edge of the bed and said in a soft voice, "Ai Wei'er, I'll let you go, you cooperate with me."

AI Wei'er clenched his lips and glared at him. He didn't speak for a long time.

Liszt knew that her heart was in the most intense struggle at this time.

Want to give up, but not reconciled.

Do not give up, but despair.

Liszt takes out his mobile phone, turns on the video player and puts it flat in front of AI Weier.

AI Wei'er just looked at it and closed his eyes in pain. When he turned his face, tears had been flowing slowly from the corner of his eyes.

The video was recorded live on Liszt's mobile phone while he was on the deck container.

Ten ferocious men, each of whom pours down on a woman, savagely tears off their clothes, laughs wildly, and mingles with the screams of women, forming an extremely evil scene.

When Liszt shows this video to Avril, he is warning her that if she does not comply with his request, she will be dragged on the deck like other women, and be invaded by the brute force - the result will be miserable.

Although she is not willing to become Liszt's forbidden woman, there is no doubt that she can only avoid a more tragic fate if she agrees.

"Well, have you thought it over?"

Liszt bent down, as if with bloody breath of lips, in the crystal ear of AI Wei'er: "if you like, you can nod. I don't force you. "

If God heard Liszt say this, he would be confused: "if you tie other people's children on the bed, prepare to bow hard, and show people a video, threatening her to disobey you, you will throw her on the deck and be spoiled by dozens of younger brothers. Is this not compulsive?"

Ten seconds later, AI Wei'er nodded slowly.

She nodded slightly, but Liszt could see clearly.

Ecstasy in my heart - he said repeatedly that avier, I love you, you want to have a baby for me, and so on, Liszt began to take off his clothes.

Because of the excitement in his heart, Liszt began to take off his clothes.

This made him very angry, so he grabbed the collar with both hands and pointed around.

Stabbed a crack silk ring, two pairs of work clothes shirt was directly torn open, revealing the hairy chest.

At the same time, he also exudes a strong smell of male hormones.

AI Wei'er's eyes were still closed, and his long eyelashes were trembling.

She knew that her fate had changed completely from this moment.

Since then, she has been a walking corpse.

She endured humiliation and lived to see her daughter in the future.

If she saw her daughter now, she would immediately bite her tongue and kill herself to defend her innocence.

"Ivy, do you know? I have lived for 37 years. Only at this moment can I deeply feel that I am the protagonist of the world. "

After taking off his clothes and untiing the rope that tied his hands and feet, Liszt's voice began to tremble when he spoke again.

AI Wei'er always closed his eyes, clenched his lips and hinted in his heart that it was time to be bitten by the dog.

Being bitten by a dog, although it hurts, it's not a big deal.

What's really breaking down is the moment before waiting to be bitten by a dog.

Have you ever had an ass pin?

At present, AI Wei'er's real feeling is waiting for the doctor to lift the needle to stick it down.

She waited and waited.

It seems that after waiting for a century, the needle didn't come down.

Instead, there was a clear fire.

Then there was the smell of tobacco, which quickly spread throughout the room.

As if, with a strong smell of blood.

"Why hasn't he come yet? Did he change his mind and not want to invade me? "

AI Wei'er's eyebrows stirred up a few times in a hurry. When she thought so, she heard someone ask, "I'm the leading role tonight. Are you right?"

Bang!

The sound, like a thunder, suddenly exploded from the depth of Avril's consciousness.

Let her delicate body, suddenly tremble.

Originally because of extreme despair, have stopped the tears, like a breakwater, Hua ground, from the corner of the eye.

The cells in her body are singing happily.

Blood circulation speed up to, her heart can't bear, only suddenly sit up, open hand embrace a person's body.

She didn't open her eyes. After holding the man, she didn't open her eyes.

She doesn't need to open her eyes to know that the man she is holding now is the man she has been thinking about all the time.

Suddenly, the man in a semi coma, lying in her plump arms, holding a bright red in his mouth and greedily sucking her sweet milk, was very clear in her mind.

She opened her mouth, let out a short cry, then shut up and bit the man's shoulder.

As if she had been electrified, her delicate body was shaking, and her heart beat almost out of her chest.

The hero she longed for didn't disappoint her. At her most desperate moment, she appeared in front of her.

AI Wei'er doesn't want to think about how Li Nanfang wasn't killed on the cruise ship.

As long as he is in, can be her real embrace, enough!

All of a sudden, she had a strong thirst for blood.

It's not that she wants to tear off a piece of meat on Li NanFang's shoulder.

It's a longing that she can be eaten by Li Nanfang.

Bite by bite, not even the belt bone.

In that way, she would belong to him forever.

In the future, I don't have to separate from him any more.

Li Nanfang, who felt the real feelings of the young woman in his arms, was really confused.

He just happened to show up again when she needed him most. Even if she was too excited, it didn't seem necessary for her to behave like this.

The woman burst out of some kind of gas field, let him some at a loss, only patting her back, the mouth of the cigarette, crooked spit out.

"You're late."

Just when Li Nanfang felt that she was about to be held to death by a woman, she bit his lips and said softly.

It's not too late, is it?

Li Nanfang asked a question in his heart and replied with a dry smile: "Hey, that what, I'm guilty, I should die."

AI Wei'er finally opened his eyes, holding Li NanFang's chin in both hands and looking at him with blue eyes.

Li Nanfang wants to free her hand.

This action is often a man holding a woman's face.

How come Ai Wei Er is holding his face here?

Not only that, the woman also charming smile, action frivolous out of the right index finger, bent up and gently scraped his nose.

"Come on, will you? I'm the man. "

Li Nanfang finally couldn't help it. He raised his hand to push her away.

Ai Wei Er's action makes him feel that he has been molested.

"You are a man. I admit you are a man."

However, AI Wei'er put his arms around his neck, just like a flower maniac: "you are my man, but the protagonist of the world."

Liszt, with a black spike in his throat, is probably roaring: "I'm the leading role, I'm the leading role!"

Liszt, who used to be the absolute protagonist tonight, opened his furry hands after taking off his skin and tried to pounce on Ai Wei. When he was a child, his back neck seemed to hurt.

Oh, it's either a pain or a pain.

Sharp pain!

His movement, pause, slowly look down, you can see a dark spike, from his throat stabbed out.

A drop of blood, which seems to be very black, grows slowly on the tip of the thorn. Finally, it can't bear the gravity of the earth. When he kneels on the ground with a plop, he falls into the dust.

The military thorn is known as the king of cold weapons in modern war. The triangular wound can make the wounds of the stabbed unable to heal as much as possible, and the blood will spray out rapidly along the triangular wound.

He grasped the tip of the thorn in both hands and looked back hard to see a little brother.

incorrect.

This man is not a little brother.

A man who only wears clothes that his younger brother would wear has an East Asian face.

East Asians looked at him coldly, as if laughing.

Just that smile, is so cold and proud.

Liszt's mouth moved. He wanted to talk. He wanted to ask a question.

But the hateful black spear deprived him of this power and made him unable to say a word.

Only with eyes to ask: "you, who is it?"

For his death's sake, Li Nanfang bent over his ear and whispered, "I'm Li Nanfang. Muzi Li, the wild goose flying in the north, Li in the south. "

"You're not dead?"

Liszt asked again with his eyes.

Li Nanfang smiles and doesn't speak.

He has given Liszt the greatest respect, in a solemn way to introduce his name.

The greatest respect for Liszt is for his death.

Since it has been given, why should it be given again?

What's more, Liszt's question is nonsense.

With a deep puzzled, Liszt calmly went.

Maybe, some answers can only be obtained after going to hell?

Li Nanfang doesn't care if Liszt can get the answer.

He was just a little bewildered by AI Wei'er's bold and infatuated confession.

He admitted that he was the man of the night.

However, in line with the principle of "pride makes people lag behind, modesty makes people progress", when he was preparing to be modest, the woman holding his neck suddenly took off her off shoulder dress with her left hand and said with a smile: "here you are."