Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Burning Hell

Wang Jing's movements stopped, and he looked down at Su Tong thoughtfully.

Su Tong smiled resolutely at the corner of his mouth, and took the initiative to climb Wang Jing's neck, no matter what Wang Jing stopped thinking at the moment, he leaned into Wang Jing's ear and said, a pair of eyes burst out of a lonely cold light, "You drag me into prison, I will not let you go until I die, don't say that you have no news, even if he dies, I will also tell him not to sleep under Jiuquan!"

Su Tong spoke very slowly, listening to the sudden different breathing in his ears, and also listening to the crisp sound of the bones being pinched, he was slowly retreating, and he also appreciated what this person looked like after being rectified, but he was slammed into Wang Jing's arms and hit Wang Jing's strong chest, Su Tong closed his eyes tightly, knowing that he had lost.

Wang Jing leaned close to Su Tong's ear and smiled coldly, "It's so good! I've been looking for him for three years, and there is no news, if you can find him, I am grateful!"

I thought that he had finally choked his lifeline, but how could he know that this second and second had become something he couldn't ask for! Just like a doomed victory, he was defeated in an instant, and if he couldn't say ruthless words, he had no choice but to do it, but what did he do with this master?

Su Tong held his breath and felt uncomfortable. His reason warned him countless times not to act rashly, but emotionally, he felt uncomfortable staying in this person's arms for every second and every minute, let alone listening to this madman say these crazy words......

But his movements are always a beat slower than Wang Jing.

Wang Jing's palm moved, and the clothes on Su Tong's body were all shattered with the sound of la.

Bang, from being pushed down to being pressed, in this short gap, Su Tong's ass was pushed to the ground as soon as he left the ground. But Wang Jing suddenly didn't make any further moves, looked at Su Tong condescendingly, and waited for Su Tong to beg for mercy, although he didn't say anything, he was really teaching Su Tong a lesson.

It seems to say, "Look, it's so easy to overwhelm you!"

Su Tong has no offensive power to resist, but unlike a weak scholar, he took advantage of this opportunity to punch Wang Jing's hateful face, although he had no internal strength, he bleed from the corner of Wang Jing's mouth.

Wang Jing tilted his head, his eyes were stagnant, someone dared to hit him! Where is it not easy to fight, he dared to hit him in the face!

Tian removed the blood from the corner of his mouth, and after Wang Jing turned his face, his black eyes slashed at Su Tong like a knife, with the intention of devouring him alive.

But Su Tong didn't stop moving, and when Wang Jing was stunned by him, the whole person rolled up from the ground and crashed into Wang Jing, got a gap, got up, and fled out.

If you become someone else's plaything and be trapped at the bottom of the dark lake for the rest of your life, it is better to give him a sword and cut off his life now, and it will be happy!

After being hit by Su Tong, Wang Jing, who was sitting on the ground, slowly turned his head, his eyes chased after Su Tong leisurely like a ghost, and the anger deposited in his heart was completely aroused, and he got up and took a long step, and his long arm was already buckled down on Su Tong's right shoulder and thrown back.

Su Tong was like a fish that had eaten a hook, and he threw it out with that force and hit the edge of the table.

Su Tong just stood up straight with his eyebrows twisted, and was pressed on the table by Wang Jing again, Su Tong didn't figure out what he was going to do, and he tried his best to pull Wang Jing's hand away several times without success, and turned his head with all his strength to see what Wang Jing was doing behind him.

Wang Jing grabbed Su Tong with one hand, and after tearing off his belt and pants three times with the other, he pushed it against the round and slightly upturned buttocks on a pair of white legs.

Su Tong screamed, his face turned pale, his ten fingers made several flutters on the edge of the table, and his whole body tensed, and then the bruises, purples, whites and reds piled up on his face, like a ghost, frightened and painful.

Wang Jing was caught in the root of his life, and it was natural to think that this was Su Tong's resistance again, and his face was black and pressing.

He is not a kind-hearted living Bodhisattva, he has been offended by disobedience several times, and the perpetrator has repeatedly taught him not to change, and Su Tong has not known how to fight back. There was only one thought in Wang Jing's mind: he had to be given a lesson that he would never forget, so that he would remember to be obedient!

So, without any mercy, Wang Jing hit Su Tong again and again, and Su Tong buried his head and bit his mouth and collapsed on the edge of the table.

Leaning on the edge of the table, it shouldn't fall to the ground, but Wang Jing's crazy abuse, Su Tong couldn't bear it even if he was an iron man, he slid to the ground like a boneless, his legs were dragged to the ground as if he had been broken, his hands were clubbed on the ground, he sat crookedly on the ground, his head was lowered, his back was bent, his whole body was trembling, and he couldn't see what his expression was.

Wang Jing was not in the mood to see if Su Tong was enjoying or disgusted, so he followed up until he opened his mouth to beg for mercy.

Except for Wang Jing's heavy breathing, he couldn't hear Su Tong's voice.

The sudden stinging pain, Su Tong couldn't hold back a muffled snort, but then he bit his lower lip tightly, and the ten fingers of his hands scratched the smooth floor and grinded out blood, and let the cold sweat on his forehead ooze out of the face due to the severe pain, he just didn't make a sound.

Such a silent resistance is a disguise for Zuihou in Wang Jing's eyes. He wants to tear everything he has to pieces, and he wants him to know what he wants to do to him. What he says is never a nihilistic threat, and he definitely has the ability to do it!

Wang Jing's speed in and out did not slow down, Su Tong was sweating and stealing, and his whole body was shivering, so that even if he died, he would not beg for mercy, Wang Jing was angry, and he added strength to hit it hard.

Su Tong trembled violently, his whole body remained motionless, and a hint of smug brightness flashed under Wang Jing's dark eyes, and he slammed into the place where he had just hit him deeply and fiercely.

Su Tong was completely stiff, but his hands and legs were shaking uncontrollably, and even the meridians in his forehead were beating suddenly.

But the better thing is that Wang Jing's aggression finally stopped, and the things buried in his body suddenly buried it gently, and the bodies of the two were close to each other, Su Tong clearly felt the cold clothes on Wang Jing's body, and his face was as white as a snowman.

Wang Jing broke his head buried in the ground, "Call it to me, otherwise, I want you to look good!"

Su Tong still didn't speak, his round eyes were closed, he didn't look at or listen to Wang Jing, and he couldn't wait to break Wang Jing's body into thousands of pieces, and cursed him over and over again that he would not die well, and he would not die well!

"Do you understand the meaning of 'good-looking'?" Wang Jing smiled, but his eyes stared at Su Tong's closed eyes and became more and more angry, deliberately hitting Su Tong lightly and heavily, seeing the blood veins rising from the smooth neck, the eyes were shining like demons, and he pasted them to soothe and kiss inch by inch, "It is to let every inch of your body remember who I am!"

Wang Jing's fingers swept across Su Tong's face, swept over his neck like catkins on a spring day, and then went down, inch by inch across Su Tong's body. This was not enough, and he lowered his body, kissed the place where his fingers had touched.