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"Hahaha, little girl, I didn't think that your body would be so great. It seems like you have never been developed before. You've really let your grandfather benefit from this!"

Ah .

A series of miserable cries came out from Zhao Xiaoshuang's mouth. Zhang Zijun listened quietly, and at this moment, he realized that the frigidness coming out of Zhao Xiaoshuang's mouth was definitely true.

Usually, girls at her age would have had several boyfriends.

The bodies of the girls had almost been developed to the level of a young married woman. However, when he heard the yellow-haired man's words, it basically proved that Zhao Xiaoshuang's body was extremely clean.

Zhang Zijun was still waiting for Zhao Xiaoshuang to say something, but it was possible that her mouth had already been covered by yellow hair. The only thing Zhang Zijun could hear next was Zhao Xiaoshuang's screams, she could not hear a single word.

Zhang Zijun felt that this was called receiving retribution for one's crimes. Sometimes, retribution from the heavens was not empty, most retribution from the heavens were actually real.

Well, that was true.

Zhao Xiaoshuang's tragic screams continued for more than half an hour. After more than half an hour, following the yellow hair's roar, her miserable screams completely stopped.

The yellow hair walked out from the room with hurried footsteps, just in time to meet Zhang Zijun who was standing in the living room.

"Brother, come in. The girl in the house seems to have great talent. I really need to thank you for what happened today. Do you want to come in and enjoy this girl with me?"

yellow-hair said to Zhang Zijun with a mischievous smile. "No, but I want to see what she looks like."

"Alright!" "Come in with me!" Zhang Zijun followed the yellow hair into the bedroom.

The moment he entered the bedroom, his jaw dropped in surprise.

On the messy bed, Zhao Xiaoshuang lied down on it, her face full of hot tears. His entire body had curled up on it and she was gasping for breath, her hair in a mess.

When he entered the bedroom, Zhao Xiaoshuang raised her head and looked at him with grief and indignation.

He didn't say anything. He lit a cigarette and sat in front of the TV cabinet, looking at her coldly without a hint of emotion on his face.

"Haha, little girl, how is it? Big brother, did I lie to you? Is your brother able to make you a bride all night! "

"Pui!" "You scoundrel."

Zhao Xiaoshuang was extremely furious. She looked at Zhang Zijun and the yellow haired man and shouted, "One scoundrel, one scoundrel!"

The yellow-haired man wiped the saliva that Zhao Xiaoshuang spat on his face with his hand and laughed sinisterly: "Haha, little girl, not bad, so you have such wild nature! Just now, you were in such a state because of me, you are neither human nor ghost, you are lying on the bed repeatedly begging for mercy, I thought you were not a pure and strong woman! "It looks like you're not bad!"

When Zhao Xiaoshuang heard the yellow-hair's words, an indescribable expression emerged on her face. When she saw the yellow-hair's shameless expression, she said: "Hehe, you piece of trash!"

The yellow-hair was stunned when he heard it, then turned his head to Zhang Zijun and asked: "Brother, did you hear what this bitch had said about me?"

"Little bitch said you're trash." Zhang Zijun took a deep breath fiercely, imitating Zhao Xiaoshuang's way of speaking, towards the yellow hair man.

"Aiya …" Trash, little slut, I think you really do dare to say that. "

After the yellow-hair finished speaking, under the speed that Zhao Xiaoshuang couldn't react to, he slapped Zhao Xiaoshuang's face with all his might with a "pa" sound.

The strength used in this big slap was so strong that not to mention Zhao Xiaoshuang almost suffocating, even Zhang Zijun, who was watching from the side, was shocked when he heard it.

Yellow-hair was a famous hooligan from far away, so the strength he used in this big slap was definitely out of the ordinary.

Not to mention a weak girl like Zhao Xiaodong, even a man would not have been able to stand such a slap in the face.

"Is that mouth of yours still f * cking farting? Your elder has endured you for an entire night, so I can't discuss things with you. You only get happy when I am completely infuriated, right? "

"Right, I want to curse you to death!"

"Alright, then I'll give it a try."

The yellow hair heard Zhao Xiaoshuang's words and used the same amount of strength to continuously slap him over ten times.

These 10 strong slaps sounded like a thunderbolt in a clear sky. Zhang Zijun still vaguely remembered the last time in the recording studio, when the yellow hair had displayed such a strong battle strength, it had shocked his heart.

Now that he saw it today, it simply reflected the glory of that day. The big slap landed on Zhao Xiaoshuang's face, as though every blow had used up all of his strength, and it was as if every slap could completely end Zhao Xiaoshuang's life.

Because Zhao Xiaoshuang was suffering from immense pain, his entire body was sprawled on the bed, her hands tightly grabbing onto the bed sheets, hot tears rolling down her face, his entire body in a sorry state.

The situation went out of control. It was about to turn into a bloody scene.

Zhang Zijun was very worried that the yellow-hair would cause more deaths if he continued to fight, so he quickly stopped him and said, "Brother Mao, you should restrain yourself. Hurry and stop."

"Yo, what's wrong with you, brother? You're pleading for mercy for this little bitch, right?"

Zhang Zijun saw yellow-hair looking at him in shock, and the expression on his face looked extremely strange, which made people flabbergasted.

He shook his head and said, "Brother Mao, it's not like that. I am afraid that with your methods, you will slap this little bitch to death. If you really slap her to death, then there will be endless trouble in the future. At this point, the two of us will be facing a life and death lawsuit. "

The yellow-hair immediately retracted his hand, and looked at Zhao Xiaoshuang who was on the verge of death on the bed, and said dumbfoundedly: "It can't be that they can't help but fight, right?"

"Hehe, Brother Mao, you don't know this, but this little bitch's body is very weak."

Just as Zhang Zijun finished speaking, the yellow hair suddenly jumped onto the bed and stood beside Zhao Xiaoshuang, using her leg to kick her body and said: "You slut, if you know what's good for you, quickly get up, quickly!"

Zhang Zijun stood by the side of the bed and looked at Zhao Xiaoshuang's appearance, she was simply neither human nor ghost, and in the instant that Zhao Xiaoshuang stood up and laid on the bed, he saw her eyes, those eyes were sufficient to kill.

The yellow-hair saw that Zhao Xiaoshuang was already lying on the bed, so he used his hands to lift her body up, and pointed Zhao Xiaoshuang's huge butt straight at him. He laughed, with a greedy smile on her face.