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As long as you do as you are told, you can survive and taste the taste of such a beautiful big star. Those little gangsters of course are willing, even the air is still floating in the thick smell of blood, they do not care.

Wensuhe was covered with blood and his long hair was scattered. From a distance, he felt a bit supernatural.

"You, you go away, don't touch me!"

The feeble and delicate hands are waving wildly, hitting the gangsters, which makes them more excited.

"You bitch, I've long wanted to try your taste." The big brother of the gangster really entered the play fast enough, or they wanted to do so originally, so he was very handy at this time.

"Didn't you command us just now with that cocky look?" He said a slap on the chest, "if you call again, I can't stand you for a long time!"

The other little gangsters didn't dare to do something, but they didn't worry when they saw that the boss was up. Anyway, there are wolves before and tigers after. No matter which way you choose, you can't escape. It's better to have a good time!

Compared with Zhou zhudai's several hard work, several people still know how to turn their target to Wen Suhe. Several people exchanged a color and went in her direction.

Seeing people gathering, wensuhe was so stiff that he didn't dare move.

Wensuho never dreamed that one day someone would look at her with this kind of eyes. What made her feel even more scared was that those people not only looked at her, but also really started to work on her.

"Miss Wenda, Wenda star, hehe. It's beautiful. "

A gangster stretched out a rough hand to hold wensuho's chin. The touch from her skin made wensuho feel sick. She hated people touching him, especially this kind of person.

However, compared with wensuhe, the mentality of those gangsters is quite different.

Wensuhe's face is white and gorgeous, his big eyes and long eyelashes are all charming, and his beautiful red lips make him feel like a couple of gangsters.

They have never seen such a beautiful woman. The women they usually see in the bar are not so beautiful, but it's not worth mentioning if they want to compare them with wensuhe in front of them.

The light in the basement was dim, and wensuhe's slender white legs were exposed to the moonlight.

The gangsters no longer hesitated and began to take off their clothes. After all, the two big men behind them were staring at them with guns. Don't say wensuho is a great beauty. Even if she is a sow, they are on the way now.

Wensuhe was very nervous when he heard the sound of their undressing.

Although she is still unconscious, she is not a teenager who doesn't know anything. These people make such a bad move in front of her, their purpose can only be one

"No, don't come here..."

Although wensuho was in a state of panic, she was almost unable to think.

But wensuho is the one who runs through the market. She knows that people have weaknesses, and weaknesses can be used.

What else can these people who live at the bottom of the society and are looked down upon by all? Isn't it money? What's more, women?

Wensuho's attention was settled in her heart. She was calm and steady, and her voice was in a hurry. Before a little gangster was impatient to rush towards her, she opened her mouth first.

"Stop it

Maybe she was used to giving orders at ordinary times, but Miss Wen didn't expect to adjust her tone at all. The two words are pronounced by the morpheme as rigid as the command from the superior to the subordinate.

Usually, when she treats Wen's employees with this attitude, everyone can only swallow it because of her identity, but these thugs are not used to this kind of tone.

They are used to bullying, and have never met a girl who dares to speak to them in this tone.

The leading gangster went up directly and smoked wensuhe again.

"Bitch, what are you arguing about?"

Wensuhe felt a burning pain on her cheek. Tears like water came down. She bit her lip and didn't cry.

And this stubborn expression and unyielding eyes aroused his inner desire to conquer to a great extent, and his hand had already touched wensuhe's thigh.

It's a smoother and more delicate touch than expected. Wensuhe's well maintained body is like a piece of warm jade, which can't be put down.

The gangster's hand started from wensuho's calf and went all the way up, then lifted her skirt.

Wensuhe was a little flustered at this time. She learned to be a good girl. She lowered her voice and begged, "don't Please don't... "

Because his lower body couldn't move, wensuho could only push the thugs with his hands. But wensuhe is just a young lady who has no strength to bind a chicken. She usually has someone to wait on her when she even pushes them to drink. How can she defeat these men.