Chapter 869

Two confidants, very sorry for not fulfilling the boss's order.

Why does the boss want Ai Wei Er to take the immortal?

It's not to let her fight and struggle.

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

There are so many ways to let the beautiful president not struggle and resist when he is violated.

Among them, her hands, feet, tied to the bed with rope, let the eldest pick, is absolutely the most economical and affordable way.

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

Taking off the black hat on his head and his two sets of work clothes, Liszt went to the bed and looked at Ai Wei'er, who had been struggling so hard to make a circle of blood on his wrist, sighed slightly: "Oh, beautiful lady, why do you torture yourself? I'll love it. "

"Pooh!"

AI Wei'er, who can't move her hands and feet, sees Li Nanfang running out of the cabin with her own eyes. After the cruise ship was bombed and died in the sea with hatred, she has been completely silent. She no longer fantasizes who will suddenly appear in 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 had to live with humiliation, even if she had a child for Liszt. Only by living could she do what she wanted to do.

So, when she spit on Liszt's face with hatred, she began to give up her resistance.

From her desperate eyes, Liszt understood what she was thinking.

My heart is full of joy.

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.

Lifting his hand to wipe 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 lip tightly and glared at him. He didn't speak for a long time.

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

Want to give up, but not willing.

Don't give up, but despair.

Liszt took out his mobile phone, opened the video player and laid it flat in front of AI Weier.

Ai Wei Er only looked at one eye, then closed his eyes painfully. When he was on his side, tears had been trickling down from the corner of his eyes.

The video was recorded by Liszt on his mobile phone while he was on the deck container.

Each of the ten ferocious men fell down on a woman, tore their clothes savagely, laughed wildly, and mingled with the screams of women, forming an extremely evil scene.

Liszt showed this video to aiwei'er to warn her that if she did not comply with his request, she would be dragged on the deck like other women and subjected to the armed attack of those savages - and the result would be terrible.

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

"Well, have you thought it over?"

Liszt bent down, as if with bloody breath of lips, in Ai Wei Er's crystal clear ear: "if you want, just nod. I don't force you. "

If God hears Liszt say this, he will be confused: "you all tie other people's children to the bed, ready to be the overlord to bend his bow, and show people a video, threatening her not to comply with your meaning, will throw her on the deck and be ruined by dozens of younger brothers, is this still not forced?"

Ten seconds later, Ai Wei Er nodded slowly.

She nodded slightly, but Liszt could see it clearly.

Ecstasy in my heart -- "Aiwei Er, I love you, you're going to give me a baby." Liszt began to undress.

Because the heart is too excited, Liszt undressed movement, began to deform.

This makes him very angry, simply grab the collar with both hands, suddenly to the four points.

There was a crack in the silk, and two pairs of work clothes were directly torn open, revealing the hairy chest.

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

Ai Wei Er is still tightly closed eyes, long eyelashes, not to stop gently trembling.

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

Since then, she has been a walking corpse.

She lived with humiliation in order to see her daughter later.

If she were to see her daughter now, she would bite her tongue and kill herself immediately to defend her innocent body with death.

"Avril, you know what? I have lived for 37 years, and only at this moment can I deeply feel that I am the protagonist of the world. "

After he undressed and untied the rope that tied Aiwei er's hands and feet, Liszt's voice began to tremble when he spoke again.

Ai Wei Er always closed his eyes, clenched his lips, and kept implying in his heart that next, it was time for the dog to bite him.Being bitten by a dog, although it hurts, it's not a big deal.

It's really frustrating to wait for the moment before being bitten by a dog.

Did you get a butt pin?

At present, AI Weier's real feeling is waiting for the doctor to lift the needle to prick down.

She's waiting, waiting.

It seems that I have been waiting for a century, and the needle hasn't come down.

Instead, there was a clear sound of fire.

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

It seems that it still has 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 eyebrows quickly stirred a few times, in the heart so think, listen to someone ask: "I am the protagonist of tonight, you say right?"

Bang!

The sound, like a thunderbolt, suddenly exploded from the depths of Avril's consciousness.

Let her delicate body, suddenly tremble.

Originally because of extreme despair, have stopped the tears, like the breakwater, from the corner of the eye gush out.

The cells of her whole body are singing happily.

The speed of blood circulation accelerated to such an extent that her heart could not bear it. She had to sit up suddenly and hold a person's body with open arms.

She didn't open her eyes, nor did she after embracing the man.

She does not have to open her eyes, but also know that the man who is held by her is the man she yearns for in this period of time.

Suddenly, the man in a semi comatose state, lying in her full arms, holding a bright red in his mouth, greedily sucking her sweet milk, is extremely clear in her mind, rising.

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

As if the whole body had been electrified, her delicate body was shaking, and her heart almost jumped out of her chest.

In front of her, the most despairing moment that she yearns for will be in front of her.

Ai Wei Er doesn't want to think about how Li Nanfang was not killed on the cruise ship.

As long as he is in, can be hugged by her truly, enough!

Suddenly, she had a strong thirst for blood.

It's not that she wants to tear a piece of flesh from Li NanFang's shoulder.

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

A mouthful, even the belt bone, eat nothing left.

Then she will always belong to him.

After that, I don't need to be separated from him any more.

Li Nanfang, who feels the real feelings of a young woman in her arms, is really a bit muddled.

He just happened to show up again when she needed him the most. Even if she was too excited, there was no need to behave like this.

A woman burst out of a certain aura, let him a little at a loss, only patted her back, put the cigarette in his mouth, and vomited out his head.

"You are late."

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

It's not too late, isn't it?

Li Nanfang asked a question in his heart and answered with a dry smile, "Hey, that what, I'm guilty, I'm damned."

Ai Wei Er finally opened his eyes, holding Li NanFang's chin in both hands and blue eyes, staring at him.

Li Nanfang wants to break her hand.

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

How can we get here, but Ai Wei Er is holding his face?

Not only that, the woman also charming smile, action frivolously extended the right index finger, bent up and gently shaved his nose.

"Well, don't do that, will you? I'm the man. "

Li Nanfang finally couldn't help but lift his hand to push her away.

AI Weier's actions made him feel teased.

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

Ai Wei Er but with both hands around his neck, or the picture of the flower Crazy: "you are my man, but the protagonist of the world."

Liszt, whose throat is pierced with a black thorn, is not far away. It is estimated that Liszt is roaring: "I am the protagonist, I am the protagonist!"

Once the absolute protagonist of tonight, Liszt opened his hairy hands after taking off his hair, and when he was about to pounce on AI Weier, his back neck seemed to ache.

Oh, it doesn't seem to hurt, it does.

Pain!

His movement, a pause, slowly looked down, saw a piece of dark army thorn, from his throat stab out.

Finally, when he knelt on the earth, it seemed that he was on the black ground.

The army spike is known as the king of cold weapons in modern war. The triangular wound can make the wound of the assassin unable to heal as much as possible, and the blood gushes out rapidly along the triangular wound.He held the thorn point in both hands and turned hard to see a little brother.

No.

This man is not a little brother.

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

East Asians looked at him coldly, as if laughing.

It's just that smile, it's so aloof.

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

But the evil black army thorn, but deprived him of this power, let him be unable to say a word.

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

For the sake of his death, Li Nanfang bent down in his ear and whispered, "I am Li Nanfang. Muzi plum, North wild goose flies, South plum

"You're not dead?"

Liszt asked again.

Li Nanfang smiles and doesn't speak.

He has given Liszt the greatest respect, in a way that solemnly introduces his name.

The greatest respect for Liszt is that he is dying.

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

What's more, the question of Liszt is also nonsense.

With deep incomprehension, 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 bold and infatuated confession from AI Wei'er, and he was at a loss.

He admitted that he was the man of the night.

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

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