Zhang Dongjun asked Li Aili to go back to the house and wait, while he dragged Qian Guozhi to a corner full of miscellaneous items on the fourth floor. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What are you going to do?" Qian Guozhi couldn't help but panic when he saw Zhang Dongjun dragging him out.

Zhang Dongjun laughed evilly: "Hehe, you'll know what I'm going to do in a minute." By the way, by the way, have you ever experienced despair?"

Qian Guozhi shook his head and said, "No!"

"It's too late to say it now, otherwise I won't have a chance to say it later. Zhang Dongjun took out the folding knife that had just fallen to the ground and kept dangling it in front of him.

To deal with this kind of scum, he came up with a good idea, which was to destroy him mentally.

"I don't believe you're going to kill me, and the police won't let you go when the time comes!" Qian Guozhi swallowed his saliva and said with a panicked expression.

"You scumbag who threatens others with photos, and you still talk to me about the law? I'm just a tooth for a tooth!" After speaking, Zhang Dongjun directly slashed at him.

"Ahh

Immediately, a long blood mark appeared on Qian Guozhi's chest, and blood kept overflowing.

Zhang Dongjun took out his mobile phone again, clicked on the Qiankun bag, and took out Meng Po's embroidery needle.

He tore open Qian Guozhi's shirt, and Meng Po Shen stitched a few times on his wound, and immediately returned to its original state, without any scars.

Qian Guozhi looked at the wounds on his body, healing quickly, and couldn't help but be a little afraid: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, you still have to care about yourself. After Zhang Dongjun finished speaking, he cut his body one by one.

"This knife is your punishment for abandoning Sister Ellie. ”

"This knife is the punishment you just gave Sister Ali. ”

"This knife is your punishment for threatening Sister Ali with a photo. ”

"This knife is your punishment for being a scumbag!"

"This knife is given to you by me, master!"

“.…..”

Zhang Dongjun slashed more than ten knives on Qian Guozhi's body in a row, and blood stained his hands and Qian Guozhi's whole body.

He was not in a hurry to stitch up the wound, and the knife in his hand pressed against Qian Guozhi's jaw and raised his towering head.

"Don't you say it yet?" Zhang Dongjun said with a playful look at him.

Qian Guozhi's face was pale in pain, his facial features were wrinkled together, and he couldn't help but scold: "You're a fucking pervert!"

"No, no, no, I'm not a pervert, I'm tortured to extract a confession. I've already given you a chance, but you don't grasp it, blame me. Zhang Dongjun said with a smile.

It's not because Zhang Dongjun is ruthless, but if Li Aili's nude photos are exposed on the Internet, it will definitely have a big blow to her body and mind.

In fact, Zhang Dongjun has many ways to let him tell the truth, but he chose a very extreme way, in order to teach him to be a man.

If a man does not work hard to earn money and relies on this method to blackmail others, if he is not given an education that is still fresh in his memory, I am afraid that it will become even worse in the future.

In his heart, he will feel that this kind of money is easy to make, and he will continue to use this method to blackmail others. This eventually leads to the path of crime.

Zhang Dongjun raised his left hand and said with a smile: "I will ask you one last time, do you say it or not?" If you don't say it, I will let you see what despair is. "If he doesn't say it, a finger will fall in a second.

Anyway, there is Meng Po's magic needle, and he is not afraid of Qian Guozhi calling the police. There were no scars on his body, and there was no proof of death.

Qian Guozhi has already seen Zhang Dongjun's methods, especially the magical fine needle in his hand, which shuttled back and forth on his wound a few times, and it was magically healed.

"Big brother, I said, I said, stop torturing me. Qian Guozhi finally confessed.

Zhang Dongjun lit a cigarette, took a puff, and nodded with satisfaction: "I think you are a cheap, don't you have to suffer such a big crime if you say it earlier, why bother to ask for hardship." Hurry up, labor and management still have business to do. With that, the knife slashed at his body again.

Qian Guozhi's voice was a little trembling: "Those photos are in my mobile phone, in my mobile phone." Spare me!"

Zhang Dongjun glanced at him with disdain, and took out a Love Crazy 6 in his pocket.

After asking for the unlock password, he began to flip through the photo album on his phone.

Qian Guozhi is an out-and-out selfie maniac, there are thousands of fruit photos in his album, and there are no less than ten heroines, and most of them are foreigners.

"Damn, do you kid want to be Cheng Guanxi? The photos in your mobile phone are comparable to glamorous photos!

After looking through it for about a few minutes, I finally found Li Aili's fruit photos among thousands of photos of white flowers.

There are about a dozen photos of her, and as you can tell from the pixels, they should have been taken with a mobile phone a few years ago. That being the case, this kid must have a backup.

Although the pixels are not too good, they can't affect Li Aili's fiery figure at all, the snow-white thighs, especially in the depths of the dense forest, Zhang Dongjun who looks at such a large-scale photo only feels that there is a warm current in his nose, and he is about to move.

"Scum, scum, scum!" said the important words three times, and Zhang Dongjun couldn't help but scold after reading the photos.

He carried his phone in his pocket. Don't get me wrong, he didn't take his phone back and slowly enjoy the photos inside.

However, with the current technology, even the deleted photos can be restored, so the phone cannot be returned to him.

"There should still be a backup of these photos, right?" Zhang Dongjun continued to hold the knife and dangle it in front of his eyes.

Qian Guozhi's head shook like a rattle: "There is no backup, it's all in the phone." ”

"Smack!" Zhang Dongjun slapped his face with a big mouth,

"You have a ghost with the letter of the labor-management TM. Say it quickly, or I'll chop off your fingers one by one. After speaking, Zhang Dongjun raised Qian Guozhi's hand and put the knife on it.

"There really isn't any. Qian Guozhi said with an aggrieved face.

"Forget it, I won't torture you. Let's have something interesting!" After speaking, Zhang Dongjun took out Bihai Xiao in the Qiankun bag again.

Qian Guozhi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhang Dongjun was no longer torturing himself, and thought to himself: "Fuck, labor and management met a pervert today. ”

Zhang Dongjun put Yu Xiao up, put it to his mouth, and began to play.

A familiar melody sounded, and Qian Guozhi's eyes slowly became confused.

"Is there a backup of Li Aili's photo?" Zhang Dongjun asked when he saw that the hypnosis was successful, put down the jade flute.

"There are two more!" Qian Guozhi was expressionless, and his voice was emotionless, like a robot.

"Damn, you kid really has a backup. When labor and management come out of you, they must teach you a good lesson. ”

--- is not finished--- I heard that the next chapter is very exciting!

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