Section 1、You're going to let me fart! (10,000 updates are complete, ask for a monthly pass!) ）

Just now, there were still people in the audience talking about how Ye Qiu's way of killing people was too simple, not bloody enough, perverted enough, not thrilling enough, and not enough to make people feel the thrill of boiling blood. But now, no one will say anything like Ye Qiuren's charity and goodness.

The audience was silent, and some timid women even held their breath.

No one could have imagined that the man with a delicate face, a thin body, and always a smile on his face would be so cruel in anger.

This is no longer a simple competition, but torture and killing.

Song Yushu looked at Ye Qiu on the stage thoughtfully, as if from this moment, he had a deeper understanding of him. He is a man who does not play cards according to common sense, take the experience of Suzhou and Hangzhou last time, in the afternoon, they still drank together and took advantage of others when they were drunk, but when they went out at night, they suddenly raped themselves like a demon.

And he knew the little tricks that he thought no one would notice before, but there was no trace on his face at the beginning.

Thinking of his thoughts of revenge on him, I felt a little bitter in my heart. I don't know what the end result of this road will be.

Assaulted by him again? According to the law of interests, this is the best outcome for yourself. After all, it's not the first time I've had a relationship with him. What is the essential difference between a woman having two relationships with a man and having twenty relationships?

Broken neck by him? Song Yushu didn't believe that this man would have any pity for him, and he didn't think that his sister was invincible and could pry open a small corner in his heart.

He is usually cold and even ignorant of his sisters, and it is impossible for him to spare himself easily. I don't know what kind of woman can make him care.

Shen Monong?

Song Yushu looked at the elegant and indifferent woman beside him, and felt a little jealous in his heart.

Song fables are fanatical. It's like a frenzy of worshipping celebrities and idols.

Unlike other women, fear rarely manifests itself in her. When the Korean man shouted for help, and Ye Qiu said with a cold face, she felt that she was wet.

Yes, the eye sockets are wet. The lower body is also wet.

It's so stylish. I can't describe my mood at this time.

I suddenly found out that it wasn't a big deal to cross the fork with this man once.

If he wanted to, she was willing to recommend the pillow to be crossed by him again or to give him o again.

It is said that it takes ** to enter a woman's heart, and if you can't even enter **, how can you talk about entering a woman's heart?

So, Song Fable thought. It's a shortcut to falling in love with him.

It's just that she can't figure it out, where does it have to go through to enter a man's heart? Testicles? Or something else?

Shen Monong should be the quietest person in the audience, or the quietest woman. Pink and tender like a lotus root, stepping on the plush floor of the ground, such an image does not damage her temperament, but makes the goddess who has always been high live.

Usually Shen Monong is like the New Year's painting that rural people buy and stick on the wall during the Chun Festival, although the woman in the painting is beautiful and does not look like a thing in the world, but it always feels that people can't touch it. It feels like it's far away from living on your own.

But when the woman was standing barefoot, carrying a high-heeled shoe that she hadn't had time to throw out, she suddenly pulled the distance very close. You can smell her body and touch her long silky hair.

During this period of time with Ye Qiu, Shen Monong learned a lot of Ye Qiu's secrets. But he never asked him any questions, and the two naturally formed a tacit understanding.

But she knew that Ye Qiu at this time was Ye Qiu.

To put it in a not-so-nice way, he is simply a wolf with a big tail in sheep's clothing.

Whether it's cutting off half of someone's finger, or lifting someone else's neck to lift him out the window. And it was on the twenty-third floor. He does this kind of thing in a very professional way.

Obviously, this is not the first time.

At this moment, Lian Feng's face can no longer be described as yin Shen or angry, even if he wants to maintain his personable image in front of people. But the anger in his heart still made his ground hole slightly distorted, and anyone sitting close to him could see that he was throbbing violently.

"Fengrui, do you want me to go up and say something?" Yu Lan cautiously reminded. Although his club has a family behind him, if so many international friends die here, he can't bear such a responsibility.

Even Fengrui regretted it a little in his heart, he knew that the result would be like this. He dragged the man to the underground boxing ring. If you make trouble on your own turf, you will have to be the one who wipes your ass when the time comes.

After thinking about it, he nodded to Lan. At this time, he really had no interest in talking.

Yu Lan was afraid that if she was delayed for a long time, Jin Yuzhong would really be trampled to death by Ye Qiu. Quickly got up from his position, walked to the bottom of the ring in the arena, forced Xing to pull the muscles on his face, and laughed hard. Said to Ye Qiu: "Mr. Ye." Please be merciful. Compete with each other, point to point. If someone dies. It's not good for everyone. ”

Ye Qiu's gaze swept over Yu Lan's face, just this glance, the dignity and self-confidence that Yu Lan had worked hard to build up for many years were wiped out at once.

Yu Lan couldn't know what that look meant, but she felt as if she was standing naked in front of him under the scrutiny of his eyes. And he was still shaking his head and sighing, saying that his breasts were not full enough, that his buttocks were not straight enough, that his waist was not slender enough, that his thighs were not plump and slender enough.

Indifferent. More disdain. He is good for nothing in front of him.

Everyone who saw her said that Yu Lan was a beauty, and Yu Lan also felt that she was a beauty when she looked in the mirror. But under the man's gaze, she felt that she was hopelessly ugly.

Originally, I wanted to persuade a few words, but my heart was suddenly filled with such thoughts, so that the usually sharp-toothed program host didn't know what to say.

And Ye Qiu just glanced at her. I looked away. As if he had never seen this woman before, he was concentrating on ravaging the Korean man who dared to use yin's tricks.

Yu Lan stood on the ground with an embarrassed expression, not knowing whether she wanted to stay here or quickly cover her face and retreat.

Jin Yuzhong can also be regarded as a cocoon, the slender silver wire that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye is wrapped around the neck, as sharp as a knife, as long as the slight fierce struggle, the silver wire will once again go deeper. There are fine blood threads sliding down the silver silk, dyeing the silver-white silk thread into a red sè.

And his original big cake face that had absolutely no plastic surgery was trampled to the ground by Ye Qiu's big feet, making him unable to move at all. Even the shouts were very quiet. "Spare me-spare my life--please-"

"What did you say?" Ye Qiu deliberately pretended that he didn't hear it, and said with a smile.

"I was wrong - please spare my life -

"Oh. I still can't hear it. Ye Qiu said with a smile. When you say these words, the Chinese language is too non-standard. Why don't you say something else? If you can satisfy me. I might spare your life. ”

Others?

Jin Yuzhong's head was resting on the stake, his eyes were blurred by blood, or some other part was bleeding, but this was no longer a concern for Jin Yuzhong. He tried to figure out, what the hell was he trying to say?

Oh, got it. He said before that he let himself shout three times that Lian Fengrui is a dog, and then give himself 10 million. That's what he should want to hear, right?

Although he knew that Lian Fengrui was the master who invited him over. And it looks very powerful. But the man in front of him was much more dangerous than him.

If he doesn't do what the man says, he'll be trampled to death. If you do what he says, you may be able to find a way out. As soon as the man took his foot off his face, he decided that he didn't want any money, and quickly hid in the South Korean embassy and quickly left this perverted country.

"Can't even speak a word of standard Chinese language?" As soon as Ye Qiu's feet were a little harder, Jin Yuzhong howled like a pig. And the blood on the stake flowed more quickly.

Ye Qiu knew. With his first kick before, he was able to step on the eyes, nose and other sensitive parts of his face, and it was not normal to not bleed. If he has a chance to return to Korea, the first thing he will do is to find a plastic surgeon.

"-I can-" shouted Kim Woo-jung.

"Good. I listened. Only then did Ye Qiu withdraw the strength on his feet a little.

"Lian Fengrui is a dog."

"Lian Fengrui is a dog."

"Be louder. I can't hear you. Ye Qiu's feet stepped on Jin Yuzhong's face and said with a smile.

"Lian Fengrui is a dog—" Jin Yuzhong roared loudly.

The audience was silent, only Jin Yuzhong's hoarse and mournful shouting.

"Lian Fengrui is a dog—"

"Lian Fengrui is a dog—"

"Lian Fengrui is a dog—"

Most of the people present knew that Jin Yuzhong was invited back by Lian Fengrui to deal with Ye Qiu. And the person who was originally favored by him scolded loudly on stage that he was a dog. I'm afraid this is something that no one can accept, right?

Wrath. Humiliation. Hatred. And that irrepressible killing intent.

"It's too much of a deception. Big brother, we don't have any scruples. Be him. Gotta find a way to do him. Guo Chengzhao's palms were crossed and stacked together. There was a crackling sound.

"Haha, it's really too deceitful. This guy is really arrogant to the extreme. People are cheap, but I really don't have the patience to wait for this day. Han Youling was actually happy to see this scene. The more Ye Qiu insulted Lian Fengrui, the happier he became.

Originally, Han Youling hated Ye Qiudi the most, and now even Fengrui should not hate him less than himself. Hatred is a good thing, it can make people wholeheartedly concentrate on one thing.

When everyone is doing their best, the chances of success are also exceptionally high.

Lian Fengrui has always been the decision-maker among the three, and when he saw Han Youling and Guo Chengzhao, he couldn't hold back his posture. Hold back the hatred in your heart. He pretended to smile and said, "No hurry. There is no hurry. We've got one last resort. ”

Guo Chengzhao thought of the madman at this time, stood up and said, "The madman is still behind." I'll go and see if he can hurry up to the stage. Although Ye Qiu injured the three of us, Jin Yuzhong still hurt him. He also shed a lot of blood, and the madman still has a good chance of winning. ”

Jin Yuzhong's voice was hoarse until he shouted, and he thought, he should be satisfied with this, right? He only said that he would let him shout three times, but he had already shouted more than twenty times in order to please him. So he cautiously said, "Excuse me, are you satisfied?" ”

"Satisfied. Very satisfied. Ye Qiu smiled and nodded, this stick is still quite sensible, and he has exceeded the scheduled workload.

"So, can you let me go?"

"I can't." Ye Qiu smiled and shook his head.

Jin Yuzhong's eyes widened angrily, and he shouted sharply: "You promised me - you said that as long as you are satisfied, you will let me go." You promised me -- if you Chinese people don't have the most important promise, do you want to break your promise? ”

"Promises?" Ye Qiu asked with a puzzled expression. "Oh, then you're going to let me fart."

Click!

Another crisp sound came, and Ye Qiu pressed Jin Yuzhong's head against the stake with his foot force and twisted his neck.

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