Verse 21: Choose which way you want to die

How can he say such insulting words, say it, I despise you and despise your boss, and by the way, I greeted all his female relatives and male relatives in my heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After self-recuperation, my anger slowly eased down, but I was not angry, but I was a little stuffy, except for the driver, there were four people who held a gun against me openly and secretly, and I couldn't escape, and I was not even allowed to speak, can you say that I can not be depressed?

I continued to make the meat in the meat bun, and Darla's ears were so pitiful and pitiful, it was really pitiful that I pretended to turn over, and no one paid attention to me.

Why? Red silk can hook up with a man, and I pretend to be pitiful and no one dumps me, self-pity sighs after two seconds I am honest, my eyes look out the window and start to think about the people who have offended in a few years, all of them are screened and found that I have offended a lot of people when I used to do tasks, which will be really possible to think about anyone.

Hey, hey, I regret that I didn't do it at the beginning, I knew that it was so easy to be retaliated against in this industry, so it was better to kill those people directly, and it was better to think about it as a killer, and the killer said: I only kill people, and it is not the turn of others to kill me.

I got out of the car with the danger of being killed, there was no wilderness as I thought before, and it was not a gorgeous mansion inversely proportional to it, and I only felt two words when I really stood outside the door of this villa, slaughter!

The villa inside and outside the villa are uniformly made of black marble, the corners, the top of the high wall do not have any traces of plant survival, only the silver light reflected in the night light, take a closer look at the dense barbs erected on the high wall, the barb is also pulled by a finger at the power grid, crackling and reflecting how ruthless the sharp barbs are.

This makes us sneak around and do bad things How did the kidnappers do it, I scolded the kidnappers I had never met in my heart, I haven't seen such a long-eyed person, what can I do if I steal a little bit of your things, then I suddenly found that I slowly have the potential to lean towards the thief's profession.

Along the long garden walkway, two big men escorted in the back, two people in front of the way, and the cool brother in the middle was next to me inch by inch, I am really becoming more and more like a political prisoner, but unfortunately this treatment is too bad.

I saw a black gate, I didn't even know if the road under my feet was flat or round, I was pushed in by the two people behind me without pity, what is the street, face to the ground counts.

I gnawed on the ground and finally endured it: "His grandmother's, which turtle king bastard kidnapped Miss Ben, there is a kind of stand up for me." ā€

No one responded to me, only the empty hall recalled the uncivilized words, and people's anger was inevitably out of control, understanding and understanding.

I got up from the ground, at this time, except for Brother Bancun Ku, the previous men were gone, how could it be like a ghost, I cursed secretly, and dragged down the skirt that was a little naked, I didn't have the fear and humility that a captive should have, and I was inevitably killed by Brother Bancunku's eyes.

After many eye warnings to no avail, the handsome guy finally gave up on me and the rotten wood, eh? Maybe his saw was not strong enough to smooth my thousand-year-old demon tree.

I began to explore the surrounding environment, a pair of eyes almost never stopped, I couldn't see it and I was even more frightened, good, so rich!

The palace doesn't have so many Chinese and Western luxuries, I have the urge to touch them one by one, I wanted to endure it, but I endured it and endured it or not, and I didn't care about it.

Rubbing my hands, I stretched out my paws to the nearest oil painting, on the picture of a woman with a fat brain lying on the sofa, the fat on her body was vividly outlined by the painter one by one, I sighed in amazement, only from the fat ditch can also see that this woman has not bathed for a long time, this is what a fat woman who does not love hygiene, and is not afraid of lice and fleas, {sleeping relief fund administrator}, sleep really soundly.

The painter is the grandson of Simon Freud, a well-known British figure in the 60s and the founder of the psychologist: Lucian Freud. I rubbed my chin and pondered, if I remember correctly, the painting had been bought by a European collector three years earlier, and now that it is hanging here, the kidnappers who captured me were Europeans.

A long time passed, and my eyes still couldn't come out of the painting, and I kept guessing the identity of the kidnapper until I coughed next to me.

I shook my hand casually: "Brother Ku, don't make trouble, wait for me to finish reading, it's not too late to kill again." ā€

The air stiffened for two seconds, and someone next to him said slowly: "Then do you prefer me to chop you one by one, or split your head and die directly!"

I turned my head slowly, this voice seemed very familiar, first to the head with a cold expression, he looked at me without a reminder and twisted his head to the side, helpless, I had to look at the kidnapper leader.

Acquaintances are definitely acquaintances, or new friends and new targets that I just met recently, I still remember that a few days ago I personally sent him to the arms of the enemy, this business is foolproof, even if someone rescues him, he has to know the ground, at this point I am sure and definitely did not track us, but what is the matter with the foreigner with a face in front of him, can no one rescue him from the yacht downstream?

The Chinese and Western foreigner was lying on the sofa with a leisurely face, and there was an expressionless Bancun cool brother standing next to him, he was wearing black home clothes, the belts on both sides were gently tied around his waist, and his half-naked chest was coquettishly exposed, looking at me with a smile: "You haven't answered my question yet, which way do you choose?"

What kind of way to die! How can I be willing to die, I want to lick my face after thinking for a while.

He raised his eyebrows idly: "Just stand there, otherwise I don't promise to treat beautiful women in a cruel and despicable way." ā€

**Now it's not cruel and despicable, I spit, my face is just the opposite smile blooming, I greeted Chinese and Western foreigners in English, and then piled up a kind and aggrieved face: "This gentleman, you have to know that I am also forced to be helpless, since you left I can't eat and sleep unsteadily every day, I pray to God and worship Buddha day and night, finally pity the heavens, my integrity touched the heavens, you can come back safely It's really good, I believe this is definitely a manifestation of God's eyes." ā€

I read the word God in my mouth fiercely, it should be right to say this, in order to survive, I can only be sorry for the Taoist prince of our motherland.

Brother Bancun Ku's face twitched, I just didn't see it and continued to have a bitter face.

"Wait!" Joben Eduardo stopped my words, is this foreigner quite kind, he was hit so quickly, and I haven't used a killer weapon yet?

I looked at him with a blank eye, and he also looked at me with a kind smile: "Tell me, how you were forced, if the plot is vivid and twisty, I will consider sparing your life." ā€

I immediately choked, my face was like a palette to have a few colors, this, this is really what kind of master there is, what kind of subordinate there is, I said that Brother Bancun is so unsolicited to see me, it turns out that there is a more shameless master.

You can be more despicable and very, look at the old lady, I can't bear it, it's obviously useless to pinch and flatter, I put on a straight face, aiming at the man who looks like a monkey play, he was frightened by my 180-degree change of face, sat up straight and said coldly: "Why don't you say it, I'll spare your life if it's good, only breaking your legs and feet is a punishment, and the things you offended me before will be written off." ā€