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However, Wang Shi didn't give him the chance to struggle. His fat body strode to Lin Hai's side, and with a sausage like hand, he grabbed Lin Hai's shoulder and pushed him towards the villa.

Lin Hai only felt his body being pushed like a puppet as he headed towards the villa.

Lying on the bed, Sima Yunshu couldn't fall asleep no matter what. She didn't know how Wang Shi was comforting Lin Hai, so she simply got up and walked over to the bed.

Pushing open the window facing the coconut grove, she didn't see Lin Hai and Wang Shi's figures this time. She only saw countless bamboo leaves dancing in the wind. What was going on? Where are they?

Sima Yunshu turned around and walked towards the door. She was worried about Lin Hai. Sometimes he was simply like a child.

As soon as Sima Yunshu stepped out of the door, her body swayed and she felt dizzy. She looked at the door one meter away and reached out her hand to grab the handle.

The door in front of her shook, and her body fell limply to the ground. Finally, the door that entered her sight became unreachable.

Lin Hai was lying on a stone bed, his vision blurring.

He felt that Wang Shitou was very busy. He was surrounded by a dense hot fog, as if there were many big pots boiling with boiling water around him …

The mist fell upon Lin Hai's body and stuck to his clothes, forming countless droplets of water on his face. It was as if countless pearls had fallen on his head, reflecting a gorgeous light under the light.

Wang Shi did not say a word. He seemed to be very busy and did not stop. Occasionally, his blurry vision passed by Wang Shi's figure.

Lin Hai couldn't see Wang Shitou's expression, he only felt that Wang Shitou's eyes were especially bright, similar to the eyes of all the sharks he saw in the forest sea.

Lin Hai wanted to stand up, but he realized that he didn't have any strength left in his body.

The wet clothes stuck to his skin like a net, tightly strangling his breathing.

Lin Hai felt that it was difficult to breathe. He tried his best to clench his hand into a fist and struggled a few times, but he couldn't get up. But soon, he felt his body lighten and the clothes that were wrapped around his body turned into pieces.

"What a pity." Wang Shi looked at the sea of trees lying on the stone slab, his gaze lingering on that beautiful destroyed body.

If it weren't for the destruction caused by those people, what appeared in front of him should be a body similar to a work of art.

Shaking his head and sighing, Wang Shi stretched out his hand and poked Lin Hai's chest. The feeling of touching it was indeed very easy to let one's imagination run wild, no wonder those men were willing to do it.

However, for a picky Wang Shi, what he wanted was definitely not a defective product …

Lin Hai felt like he was suffering a fate worse than death. Why was he unable to escape from this fate?

He was also a person, a person of flesh and blood, a person of soul. Why, even Wang Shitou, who had once saved him, was looking at him in such a manner?

Wang Shi did not continue cutting. He liked to leave the most important prize behind for himself to surprise and reward.

Putting down the scissors, Wang Shi picked up a basin with his left hand and a brush with his right hand. He evenly smeared the liquid from the basin on Lin Hai's body.

The liquid seemed to be a type of oil, a deep malted color. After smearing it on Lin Hai's body, his muscles immediately displayed the effect of a sculpture. At the same time, it also covered up the scars on his body.

Wang Shi nodded in satisfaction, seriously doing what he was doing just like he had done in the kitchen. He enjoyed the process of concentrating on completing a work.

To Lin Hai, the stone slab was undoubtedly hell. The feeling of his soul being mashed into dust by the file made all the muscles in his body tremble in fear.

This shaking affected Wang Shi's work. He looked at his shin, which had just not been brushed to perfection, and frowned.

Putting down the brush, Wang Shi raised his finger and tapped on an acupoint on Lin Hai's head.

Lin Hai's vision turned dark and he fainted.

"Forced me to do it." Wang Shi coldly snorted, picked up the brush and continued working, he once again brushed his leg.

Looking at the beautiful muscles of his calf, Wang Shi nodded in satisfaction.

A figure entered the bamboo forest. It was Xiao Meng Han. He could feel the call getting stronger and stronger.

He was not sure what it was, but he could feel that the call was getting stronger and stronger. It was a very rhythmic urging that Xiao Meng Han could not bear it any longer and her head was starting to hurt.

It was very quiet in the villa, so quiet that it made him feel even more uneasy.

In the bamboo forest, many of the restrictions that had been set up by Coldsand and Er Duotan had also disappeared.

Relying on her years of sharp senses, Xiao Meng Han could feel a kind of sadness and struggle spreading in the air, but he could not tell where it came from.

Standing outside the villa, Xiao MengHan stopped and did not enter. Instead, she narrowed her eyes and looked at the door, then turned her head to look at the rattan chair under the porch.

This villa wasn't built by Supervisor Xiao MengHan, but he made some minor changes later on. He didn't even have time to tell Han Yong about this change.

Er Duoteng was still sleeping peacefully. He was still in the same position on the bed, but his pale face had regained some color. His heart rate had also returned to normal, but it was still very slow.

There was no one in the kitchen downstairs. The wall was still being stewed, the table was still uncleaned, the dishes were still in disarray.

Up the stairs, Xiao Meng Han held her shoes in her hands, her socks silently stepping on the carpet.

It was very quiet upstairs. There was no one else except for Sima Yunshu, who had fainted at the door of the guest room.

Xiao Meng Han placed her finger on Sima Yun Shu's pulse. It was different from what happened to Er Duotan. Sima Yun Shu's pulse was beating very normally. It looked like she was sleeping after taking a sleeping pill.

Her long white hair slowly fluttered in the wind. Xiao Meng Han could feel her heartbeat suddenly increase by a lot. It was so sudden that her heart couldn't calm down.

The hand holding the shoe began to tremble, and the soft white fur quickly covered his entire body. Xiao Meng Han didn't even have the time to think about why she suddenly changed into a different form at this moment, before she could sensibly sense the weak auras of Wang Shi and Lin Hai in the air.

In the kitchen, the special fragrance of the buddhist jump wall became even stronger.

The tall figure stood on the white wall, his sharp fingers grabbing onto the high grade white tiles.

The next second, the wall suddenly moved to the side and a long passageway appeared before him. In his memory, this should be a dead end, so why would a tunnel appear here?

Everything happened too quickly, not to mention Xiao Meng Han, even Wang Shi who was in the middle of his excitement was shocked.

Roar! Roar! Roars could be heard from within the hot mist. There was the sound of something shattering, the dull sound of his body hitting the wall, the sound of a sharp blade piercing through the wall, the creaking sound of a wall being torn apart. Then there was the sound of something being knocked down.