"The boss is inside, be careful when you speak." Hu Qinghan told him that he didn't want this future cigarette supply station to be killed by the moody boss because he accidentally said something wrong and violated the boss's taboo, after all, it was just cigarettes, and there was no need to offend the boss for this thing.

Zhao Qiang nodded and asked, "Boss Li doesn't have anything taboo, right?" ”

"There's nothing particularly taboo, you'll see the form of my eyes in a moment, be smart." Hu Qinghan patted Zhao Qiang's shoulder again and pushed Zhao Qiang up to the last floor.

Although the whole building is not finished, the scale of each floor is very large, there are unfinished reinforced concrete relics everywhere, although the lighting is not very good, but the whole building is not dim, every few steps there is a blazing torch, the whole floor is brightly lit. Several scantily dressed women came over with plates and hurriedly looks, and when they saw Hu Qinghan coming in with a stranger, they hurriedly put on a pale smile and bowed with low eyebrows.

Zhao Qiang noticed that several women's arms and thighs were full of bruises, purple and bruises, and there were many burn marks that had healed or were fresh. Cigarette butts are hot! Zhao Qiang naturally came to such a conclusion, there were similar scars on the bodies of several women in the bar at the beginning, Zhao Qiang's heart seemed to be pulled hard, and his impression of Li Zili, who had not yet met, was a little worse.

Hu Qinghan's lewd eyes always hovered between the towering ** of these women and the ** who only wore one**, and Zhao Qiang was also looking at these poor women carefully. Boas once said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, and people's intelligence and will can be seen from this, but Zhao Qiang could not find even the slightest trace of the existence of the soul from those numb and empty eyes.

"How's that, do you like which one?" Seeing that Zhao Qiang's eyes were always following the women thoughtfully, Hu Qinghan touched the beard on his chin and asked lewdly.

"Ah, no, no!" Zhao Qiang suddenly woke up, now is not the time for sympathy to overflow, in case this group of people sees the clues, it will harm those poor people.

Hu Qinghan obviously didn't notice Zhao Qiang's gaffe, but thought that this new fat man was thin-skinned, and laughed and said, "Twenty is it, right?" Still so embarrassed? Don't worry, as long as you wait for the big brother to nod, it's just a group of people who can do their best, which one you fancy tell me Brother Hu, I will arrange for her to warm your bed tonight. ”

"Hey, hey, it's easy to say." Zhao Qiang hurriedly diverted the topic, and while talking, the two quickly walked to the main entrance of the "sleeping palace", to Zhao Qiang's surprise, in such a broken place, the main entrance of Li Zili's "sleeping palace" turned out to be a vermilion lacquer gate, and there were 9 golden door nails horizontally and vertically, which was extremely luxurious.

Hu Qinghan had already put away his obscene expression at this time, carefully sorted out his clothes, and then gently buttoned the door knocker made of brass.

In a moment, two more revealing women knelt behind the door, gently opened the vermilion door, and a ** breath came with the heat of the room, and a dozen or so almost naked women gathered around a huge and luxurious chaise longue, serving a man lying on the chair.

The lighting in the room was obviously well-designed, not as bright as the other floors, the room was very dimly lit, and the light from the torches was subtly concentrated behind the man, as if a layer of golden light had been plated on his body. The man wore his upper body, tasted a glass of bright red wine, and covered his lower body with a scarlet blanket very casually.

"Boss." Hu Qinghan's loud voice disappeared without a trace, and he stepped forward respectfully.

"Someone brought?" Li Zili's voice was a little hoarse and magnetic, he didn't raise his head, reached out to take a cigar, skillfully picked up a small stainless steel guillotine with a dark black edge, and elegantly cut off a small section of cigar, and then put the cigarette in his mouth. While he was doing all this, a woman hurriedly pulled out a pack of matches.

I don't know if it's nervousness or what, the woman broke a few matches in a row and didn't succeed, but the more anxious she was, the more she failed, and she saw beads of sweat the size of beans oozing from the girl's forehead.

"Rubbish!" Li Zili's hoarse voice was not loud, but it could be heard in the ears of the woman who kept striking the match, like a heavy hammer hitting her heart, the woman's delicate body was shocked, the match in her hand fell to the ground, and the whole person immediately knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"If there is a guest here today, I will spare you." Li Zili said lightly, and the other woman had already lit a cigar for him, knelt on the ground and raised her hands, holding them in a bowl shape and placing them in front of Li Zili.

Li Zili took a puff of the cigar with satisfaction, flicked the ash into the woman's hand, and threw the small guillotine used to cut the cigar to the woman who had just breathed a sigh of relief: "Go down and solve it yourself, remember to send me something back." ”

The woman's face changed suddenly, and she was about to say something, but she saw the woman who volunteered to serve as an ashtray shake her head quietly, and then she picked up the small guillotine on the ground with a pale face and stumbled towards the back.

A terrible scream came, Li Zili looked intoxicated, his right hand holding the cigar lightly slapped the beat, Hu Qinghan lowered his head and did not speak, Zhao Qiang was not easy to ask, so he had to frown and wait for the change.

After a while, the woman who had left before came back, holding a plate, and Zhao Qiang couldn't see what was on the plate, but he noticed that the woman's left hand was wrapped in several circles of gauze, and the blood had already stained the place where the little finger was located red.

Li Zili took the plate and sniffed the contents of the plate greedily, and then picked up the things on the plate and put it on the side of his nose to play with. Zhao Qiang finally saw clearly what Li Zili was holding in his hand, a bloody human little finger, combined with everything he had seen before, Zhao Qiang immediately understood.

What shocked Zhao Qiang did not end, Li Zili actually stuck out his tongue and sucked the blood on the severed finger clean, while the women beside him carefully held a bottle over, and the bottle was all severed fingers soaked in formalin.

Li Zili carefully handles his "works", every movement is so steady and elegant, as if he is creating a peerless work of art, "It's all gone, it's time to meet guests." Li Zili waved his hand lightly,

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