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"Miss Shishi, it's because of you that I let people get impotence, you have to bear this responsibility~" He thought in his heart, and kicked a strong man who pounced up, and the six people basically couldn't get up anymore, even if there were those who could get up, they were beaten awake and didn't want to get up again, after all, these people are not pitdogs, hormones are not endless, they know pain.

In the process of beating people, Wang Shaoan had already put on all his clothes, and at this moment he found that the emerald red on the bed had long since disappeared. He walked briskly to the door, pushed it open and took a step outward, then stepped back.

There were more than a dozen people crowded into the corridor outside the door, and there were many people watching the excitement on the left and right.

"Ya, I just said that there has been such a big movement here for so long, and no one has come to see the excitement, it turns out that they are all waiting outside this house, this group of ****." Wang Shaoxin secretly cursed.

He just took half a step, and then immediately fell back, and raised his hands and poured back, a man with an obese appearance held an iron rod more than one meter long in his hand, and put it on Wang Shao'an's chest, and at the end of the iron rod was a country turn, forming a small angle, the fat man's hand just happened to be there, this firearm could already distinguish between the barrel and the butt, and it should be regarded as the most advanced weapon at that time.

"I'm rubbing! This, this is a musket ?! According to historical records, isn't it a hundred years later for muskets fired with chemical fuels to be born~ This is not scientific! The earliest fire guns also didn't exist until the Yuan Dynasty, right? The guy he was holding in his hand was a typical ancient Chinese firecracker! Could it be that history is a trap! Wang Shaoan panicked now, what the other party was holding in his hand was a genuine gunpowder gun, that is, a gun. Although he is good, he has not yet reached the stage of Ming Jin, and he was shot in the chest, and he is useless if he does not die.

"Big brother, oh no, Uncle Wang, there is something to say, it is easy to say." Wang Shaoan showed a wry smile, looking as cheap as he wanted. The fat man with the gun is actually none other than his creditor and old enemy Wang Tiehammer, Wang Fatty.

"It turned out to be you kid, Lao Tzu has nothing to say to you, only accounting!" Wang Tiehammer's hand was forced, and he raised his crooked head and said viciously, "Boy, you first owed me 10,000 taels of silver, and now you are running to my field to make trouble, are you tired of being crooked?" ”

"Uncle, I still want to cause trouble! If it weren't for this girl, Lao Tzu would have left early! He complained in his heart, he didn't dare to say that now, but the other party was pointing a gun at him, and there were more than a dozen strong men wearing bodyguard clothes standing behind him, thinking that they were his subordinates.

"This is really a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, Uncle Wang......"

"Don't be a mother--it's almost, I tell you, if you dare to run here to make trouble, there is only one consequence, brothers, give it to me!" Wang Fatzi put away the gun and put it on his shoulder, very majestic, more than a dozen people poured in behind, punching and kicking Wang Shaoan, he used his internal force, squatted honestly with his head in his hands, this punch and kick was like tickling for him, but in order to pretend to be decent, he didn't let out a "babbling" "miserable" scream, while screaming, his invisible face also showed a bit of mocking smile.

And those who crowded outside the door to watch the excitement gathered around and looked into the room one after another.

"See! I just ran to the flower hall to make trouble, and that's what happened! Wang Tiezhu smiled at the people watching the excitement behind him and said, it can be regarded as an alternative warning, killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys.

At this moment, a small servant ran over, whispered a few times in Wang Tiezhu's ear, and then retreated.

"Brothers, stop! Take him to the third floor, Yu Niang wants to see him. Wang Fatzi shouted, the pile of people surrounding Wang Shao'an had just started beating him, and at this moment, a few people were still unfinished with a few kicks, even if the beating was finished.

Wang Fatzi had a long firearm on his arm, swaggered through the prostitutes, and went upstairs, with two people behind him, carrying Wang Shaoan upstairs with the fat man.

"Bang bang." The fat man knocked on the innermost door a few times, and then said, "Yu Niang, someone brought it." ”

"Come in." A woman's voice came from inside.

"Yes. Brothers, take him in. The fat man slowly pushed open the door first, and then said to the younger brothers who were holding Wang Shaoan behind him.

"Let's go, go in." Several people who were escorting Wang Shaoan pushed and shoved Wang Shaoan into the room, and then "squeaked" and the door closed.

Wang Shao'an looked at the room, it was basically lilac style, and there was a purple curtain in the middle of the room, but Wang Shao'an saw three figures inside, a woman lying on a recliner, she couldn't see her clearly, but at a glance, she knew that she was the owner of the house, Sun Yuniang, and the two big men next to her were beating his shoulders and massaging. The style of the whole room has a feeling of Indian Ahsan.

"Yu Niang, the people have already brought it." Wang Fatzi bowed to the gauze curtain and said politely.

"Bring him in." Sun Yuniang's lazy voice came out, this voice was soft, with a thousand charms, making people want to find out when they heard it.

These bodyguards Wang Shaoan is not afraid, he is a little worried about where to kill another person with a gun, this gun is not long-eyed, and it is not fun to collapse. So he's been waiting for an opportunity to escape.

The curtain slowly opened, and the woman inside revealed her true face, nearly forty years old, but she looked about the same as twenty-seven, eighteen, and thirty years old. Her languid expression and half-open eyes were much more attractive than those of women of twenty-seven or eighteen, and perhaps this was the attraction of maturity.

After she saw Wang Shao'an walk in, she sat up slowly, and the lilac gauze on her body slowly slid down as she sat up, and two towering snow-white peaks and deep ravines slowly emerged, as if they were about to come out. She first leaned sideways, first looked Wang Shaoan up and down, and then said with a hint of abuse in her eyes:

"You are an impotent gentleman, why do you look at the slave family like this, do you want to pounce on it and eat two bites, ah~?" Her eyes slowly moved as her fingers slid across her chest.

"Wow, Lao Zhi is a Chinese medicine practitioner, a professor, and has read countless women, and I have never seen such a superb product after living for so many years, and my appearance, charm and age are all ......" Wang Shaoxin thought with peace of mind, even an old driver like him, when he saw this Sun Yuniang, he actually had an urge to have a nosebleed, and I don't know how many men died under this woman's pomegranate skirt. If Cuihong's snack is artificial and pretentious, then this Sun Yuniang is a natural sass, and her sex is inherent.