When the words fell, the ferocious Matsushita Jiro clasped the warm wrist and pressed it to the side of the wooden table, suddenly pulled out a small dagger from his waist, and stabbed it at the back of her hand as fast as lightning before the warmth had time to react!

It happened too suddenly, or rather, Warmth didn't expect Matsushita Jiro to be so ruthless, and he stabbed the sharp tip of the knife directly into the back of her hand, and came to a middle piercing!

Suddenly, the warm left hand was nailed to the wooden table, and blood was pouring into it in an instant!

"Ahh

Rong Jue on the other end of the phone heard the call, and couldn't be calm anymore, and shouted eagerly: "Warm, how are you?......!"

Matsushita Jiro said into the microphone: "What's the matter, Rong Shao, you should believe it now! Didn't you say that Lao Tzu is a waste? Tell you, a woman who can torture you like a waste! Hmph! There is something more exciting down there!"

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly pulled the small dagger from the back of his warm hand, and the movement was so fast that he couldn't hide it.

The warmth was so painful that she couldn't come back because of the sting just now, and this was another sudden retraction, and she fainted on the spot, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her right hand seemed to have been cut off by life.

"Rong Shao, your woman's voice is also very good, right? Listening to her voice is more soul-destroying, do you want me to stab you again and let you listen to it again?" Matsushita Jiro's bloodthirsty and cold smile made his whole face terrifying.

"Matsushita Jiro, you dog~mongrel~species! If you dare to touch her again, believe it or not, I will pick your skin, remove your bones, and feed the dog with your blood!" Rong Jue said viciously.

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the Tokyo Bay Port Terminal, see you or leave!" Matsushita Jiro sneered.

Hearing this, Wen Wen panicked, and his first reaction was to shout: "No! Rong Jue! You must not come! This is a trap! Do you hear it? You can't-"

Before the warm words were finished, Jiro Matsushita had already hung up the phone, grabbed her wrist and threw it into the corner.

Suddenly, more blood flowed out of the injured right hand because of his dragging, and Wen Wen had been clenching her teeth and enduring the pain, and at this time, she was so painful that she could no longer support it, and finally fainted......

On the other side, Rong Jue, who had just hung up the phone, was pestled in place with an iron face, and in just a few seconds, the lip line had turned purple, and after releasing it, he bit it again, and the small blood vessels on both sides of the gums could be seen showing a terrifying cyan.

Seeing this, Ben on one side understood that the situation was serious, and that it was a sign before the master's fury!

Sure enough, in the next second, Rong Jue suddenly raised his foot and kicked over the expensive mahogany wood case in the presidential suite, and the whole room had been kicked into a mess by him.

A room full of subordinates retreated, afraid that they would become the unjust ghosts at Rong Jue's feet.

Turning around, he strode out, his voice like an ice blade cutting through the scorching sun: "Matsushita Jiro, this is your own doing! I will let you understand that the fate of offending my Rongjue - very miserable!"

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Tokyo Bay Harbor Pier, outside the tin house, two masked men are guarding the door.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet, can't she be dead?" asked one of them, who sounded very young, with a slightly panicked voice, "Shall you go in and see? What if she dies?"

"Whatever!" replied the other, impatiently, not much older than the previous one, about twenty years old.

"Morita-kun, it can't be that the boss is too ruthless and makes her faint, right?"

The other man snorted coldly, "Then I'll go in and have a look." ”

He opened the door, walked in, stretched out his finger to probe the breath under his warm nose, as if sensing something unusual, he hugged her shoulders and shook his head without pity: "Hey, wake up! Shota, you go to that bowl of water!"

After a while, the thin and slightly younger Shota brought a bowl of cold water, and the older Morita picked up the water and splashed it on the warmth, the warmth was shaken to the point of dizziness, and he was stimulated by the cold water, and suddenly woke up.

When she opened her eyes slightly, there was a piercing pain in her right hand, and she buried her head to see that the palm of her hand had been roughly bandaged, but it was still bleeding and soaked through the bandages outside.

From the moment she woke up, the man named Morita in front of her stared at her in a daze, no doubt, shocked by her beauty.

Suddenly had evil intentions, looked back and ordered: "Xiangtai, you go out for a while, stay outside and don't come in, and call me again if you have something." ”

Shota hesitated for a moment, and the eyes behind the mask raised to look at his companion, but after all, he only pouted, and did not say anything against it, he knew what Morita wanted to do, but he was younger than Morita and did not dare to object.

The door is closed, and only Morita and Nuan are left in the tin house.

Having just escaped from Matsushita Jiro's wolf clutches, and now facing another threat, Warmth has been completely dumbfounded, and his eyes unconsciously show a look of fear.

If Matsushita Jiro is a waste, at most he uses warmth as bait, and the young man in front of him with normal body is a real threat to warmth.

Moreover, he is burly and strong, even if he resists with all his strength, he can't shake his ~ violence in the slightest.

Morita suddenly pounced, hugged the warmth in his arms, and sniffed the aroma on her body like a nymphomaniac: "I really don't know where the boss of the road brought back a beauty, Lao Tzu hasn't opened meat for a few months, and he just used you to stuff his teeth." ”

"Hiss-" With a saliva swallow like a beast at the sight of a delicious prey, Morita opened his large brown and yellow mouth and eagerly gnawed on his warm, pale shoulders.

Immediately after, he kissed her warm cheeks in a messy manner, wishing to rip off her clothes alive and swallow her belly.

I couldn't understand what he was saying, just by his eyes and his current behavior, I knew what he wanted to do, and he couldn't care about the pain in his hands, and struggled hard: "You let me go! Get out of the way! Let go of me...... Let go...... Woo woo, bastard!"

It's a pity that he licked the saliva on her face, and the disgusting feeling made her sick to her stomach, and she almost threw up.

Finally freeing up a hand, she "snapped" and slapped Morita on the left cheek when he was defenseless.

If you are beaten or beaten by a woman, it must be a man's nest, especially in Japan, where male power is prevalent, and it is not allowed.

Suddenly, Morita became hideous.

"Smack-" He slapped his backhand and slapped it heavily on his warm and pure cheek, with great force, not caring at all about her status as a woman, and acting in the same way as his master, Matsushita Jiro.

Warmth's center of gravity was unstable, and he staggered back a few steps before stabilizing his body.

Before she could come back to her senses, Morita once again bullied up, forcibly hugged her warm body, and tied her to the tin window.

This time it was no longer possible to kick him with his foot, and he couldn't turn around, so he could only spit on his face fiercely, "Bah-"

Morita was sprayed with saliva and couldn't help but get angry, but when he saw the warm, startled and angry eyes, which seemed more and more charming, even his knees were numb.

"Hey, hey, even being angry is so beautiful, a beauty is a beauty, you are from your Grandpa Morita, and it will be enough for you to be cool later." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand again to touch the warm face, the warmth was horrified, and he trembled with fright, but unfortunately his hands and feet were tied, and he couldn't even take it.

In a flash of inspiration, when he leaned in to kiss her, she bit him on the ear.

Morita suddenly screamed in pain, pinched her jaw tightly, and scolded: "Fuck, you dare to bite me?! Dead woman, it seems that you must be made to taste a little bitterness before you can learn to behave! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu stabbed you to death with his precious brother!"

Looking at the fierce light in his eyes, he trembled warmly and timidly, and subconsciously struggled desperately, but the disparity in strength between men and women made her struggle vulnerable.

In a hurry, warm feet lifted up and kicked hard at his precious brother, she kicked desperately, you can imagine how painful this kick hurts.

Morita hugged his baby in pain and rolled on his knees.

Wen Wen took the opportunity to shout for help: "Someone, help, someone kidnapped!"

It's a pity that Morita has already relieved himself, and he pounced on him and gave Nuan a fierce ear scraper: "Fuck dead woman!

As he spoke, Morita pounced on her and pressed her, easily ripping off her coat...... The humiliation he inflicted on her warmth made her want to die at this moment, and she closed her tears in agony.

The smell of tobacco mixed with the smell of alcohol came to his nose, making the warmth disgusting and nauseous, his hands were twisted to the top of his head, his wrists were strangled as if they were about to be broken, the pain was unbearable, the pricked palms were already numb, and even the blood became dry, except for the word "pain", there was no other word to describe the feeling of her whole body at this moment.

Morita sniffed her fragrant face, and suddenly felt soft and fragrant, and felt extremely dissipated before he started to do things.

He was so overjoyed that he wanted to go deeper, when the warmth stirred, and he opened his mouth and bit down his shoulder like crazy, which was still not relieved, and his teeth grinded hard, eager to bite off a piece of flesh from him.

Morita didn't expect Nuan to do this, so he screamed in pain, pushed her away, and raised his hand to slap her hard.

I can't remember how many times I've been slapped, Wen only felt a buzzing in her ears, half of her cheeks were numb, the stinging pain of the fire, and the taste of blood in her mouth, she thought that her face must be invisible, as if it had been swollen and a big bag.

The slap was so hard that she lay on the ground stunned for several seconds, feeling like the ceiling was spinning.

Before she could slow down, the man grabbed her bun and pulled it hard, and suddenly she felt like her scalp was going to be ripped off by him, and the pain was unbearable.

Morita pulled her hard, the back of her head was the pain of killing, and in a trance I found that he began to untie his pants ~ belt ~ belt, thinking that he wanted to invade ~ her, but he didn't expect him to take off the belt and beat her hard.

Whipping one whip after another, he scolded while whipping: "Damn dead woman, opening your legs to let a man play is to give you face! Dare to bite me, I'll let you taste Lao Tzu's power!"

Just as he was having fun, there was a sudden "bang", and the iron door of the cubicle was kicked open.

The good thing was interrupted, and Morita was furious: "Fuck, who is so bold and dares to spoil Lao Tzu's good deeds!?"

Turning his head, the expression on his face was stunned, and the person who came in turned out to be ......

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