"That's not going to work! Little beauty. The man said and laughed a few more times, stood up from the chair, raised one leg and knelt on the edge of the bed, and at the same time reached out and pressed her leg under the quilt, and approached her little by little, "You better go with your brothers obediently, otherwise...... Hey...... The Mr. Song who asked us to come said that he only needs to bring you back. As for how we're going to take you back, and whether something bad will happen before we bring you back, he doesn't care. ”

Several of the men behind him let out a malicious laugh.

"You...... You guys...... You are trespassing on a house! Mingmei shouted with little confidence, and the corners of his eyes flashed a little water, "Don't come here, I won't go with you, I'll call the police if you come over again!" ”

The little spider fell from mid-air to the ground, crawling on the floor as fast as it could.

"Don't do that, little beauty...... Calling the police hurts so much! The man grinned and climbed onto the bright bed, reaching out and pulling the quilt she rolled up on, "If you don't want to come with us, how about we play with you for a while?" Maybe when you're done, you'll change your mind. ”

After he said this, he pulled hard and pulled the quilt off her body.

When Mingmei slept on her body, she only wore a silk suspender nightdress, and the corners of the skirt barely covered her thighs. As the quilt left her body, large swaths of snow-white skin were exposed to the men.

"Hey...... Little beauty......" The man smiled and approached Mingmei, and raised Mingmei's chin with the military thorn in his hand.

More spiders fell to the ground, crawling back and forth on the floor.

Mingmei had tears in her eyes, and she was forced to tilt her head, her body was still trembling, but she was still staring at the man viciously. clenched the root of his teeth, looking like he would rather die than give in.

She was originally a beauty, but now she showed this pitiful and stubborn expression, looking like a small animal that had fallen into a herd of wild beasts, knowing that she would definitely die, but she still bared her teeth and claws to prevent the beasts from approaching.

Such a woman is undoubtedly the most able to arouse a man's desire to conquer.

In fact, this is also true.

The man looked at her slender neck. swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his breathing became heavier, "Little beauty, can you tell my brother...... How old are you, with such good skin......"

While he said this, his other hand kept rubbing against Mingmei's calf, with an impatient expression on his face, wishing that he would take off his clothes now and press Mingmei on the bed to have some "accident".

At this moment, Mingmei suddenly put away her pitiful pear blossom with rain, and she jerked back her legs. He sneered at the man.

"Did you ask me how old I was?" As she spoke, she reached out and hooked up a strand of long hair, pinned it behind her ear, raised her hand and patted the man's face, and said to him in a childlike tone: "Your aunt and grandmother and I are seventy years old this year. ”

Just as Mingmei withdrew her calf, the man's movements stopped abruptly. He looked at Mingguang in horror, and a few green tendons erupted on his neck, as if he was straining.

But no matter how hard he tried. couldn't move even the slightest bit of his body, and could only watch Mingmei after taking a picture of his face. It flicked it affectionately on his forehead again.

"You...... What is it......" the man asked with a shudder, "what have you done to me?" Why can't I move? ”

"I didn't do anything!" Mingmei leaned on the head of the bed, smiled at the man, and raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

"Baby, move it and show him!"

Before she could finish speaking, a visible strangulation mark appeared on the man's neck. It seemed that someone had wrapped a thin thread around his neck and then pulled it from behind. I tried hard to strangle him to death.

The man's face quickly turned purple, his eyes involuntarily rolled upward, and he made a "gurgling" sound in his throat, as if he could faint at any moment.

And the little brother behind him also maintained a standing posture one by one. Motionless, looking at the brightness and the man on the bed, his eyes were full of fear.

The man on the bed always maintained a posture of raising one hand in front of him, half-kneeling on the bed, but the thorn in his hand fell to the bed at some point.

Mingmei picked up the thorn, touched the sharp tip of the thorn with her fingers, and smiled contemptuously.

A foul smell emanated from between the man's legs, and a trail of water quickly spread across his pants.

Mingmei covered her nose and rolled her eyes, moved her body a little farther away from the man, and reached out and touched the man's forehead.

The strangulation marks on the man's neck disappeared immediately.

As soon as the restraint around his neck was gone, he inhaled heavily and coughed violently for a while to save himself from his near-death state.

"Na, little brother......" Mingmei lowered her head and looked at her red nails, holding the military thorn with her other hand, gently scratching on the man's face, and said lazily: "I have a few questions for you, I don't know if you want to tell me?" ”

When the man heard this, he nodded quickly without even thinking about it.

"The name of the person who asked you to come is Song, right...... Called Song Minghui? A young master in his twenties......" Mingmei said as she continued to swipe the thorn in her hand downward, gently brushing the man's Adam's apple.

The man nodded, nervously watching the tip of the thorn disappear from his sight, his Adam's apple trembling slightly, and his eyes already had a hint of pleading.

"Oh, is it him?" Mingmei lowered her eyelids and picked one of the man's buttons with a military thorn, "Then did he tell you who I am and why you want to arrest me?" ”

The man shook his head quickly.

"You can talk." Mingmei smiled and withdrew her spur, and leaned closer to the man, "But it doesn't matter, there is one last question...... Do you think I'm pretty? ”

"Pretty ......," the man said in a trembling voice, "Sister, you...... It's simply the prettiest woman I've ever seen. ”

"Huh...... Deceitful. Mingmei covered her mouth and chuckled, blew on his face again, and asked softly, "Isn't this beautiful?" ”

The man's face turned pale, and a few strands of sweat continued to flow down his cheeks, until they finally merged into a stream on his chin, dripping onto the sheets.

A strange face was reflected in his pupils.

The face was split in half from the bridge of the nose in the middle. On one side is a beautiful woman with silky eyes and red lips. On the other side, there is a skeleton with a mandible that constantly opens and closes.

A small emerald green snake was shuttling back and forth in the hollow of the skull's eyes, spitting out red letters from time to time, shaking its body threateningly at the man.

The man couldn't move, and he couldn't look away. Just stared at Mingmei for a while.

"Auntie...... Please spare me! When he said this, there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes, and the sound of his teeth chattering was clearly recognizable, and if he could move, it was estimated that he would have knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Mingmei and begged for mercy.

"But you just scared me!" Mingmei said as a matter of course: "I just woke up, I was so scared when I saw you, you still murdered me, and now let me let you go, what do you say I should do?" ”

The man really cried when he heard this, and the tears on his face were mixed with sweat. Large drops fell onto the sheets, and soon they gathered into a small pool.

He didn't even say anything, he just kept stammering and repeating: "Spare me......" The four words, as if he had been frightened.

Mingmei looked at him for a while, turned over and got out of bed, walked around in front of the motionless group of men beside the bed, and the military thorns in her hands touched the foreheads of the group of people one by one, and finally stood aside. The general's thorn spun in his hand.

"Seven." She smiled and said, "These seven brothers, you say." Am I pretty? ”

As she spoke, she lifted the corners of her nightdress and spun around in front of them. After the turn, she jumped twice like a teenage girl.

The silk nightdress flipped up and down as she moved, revealing something that made it hard for a man not to get his blood boiling.

But none of the men standing in front of her had the heart to appreciate this beautiful spring.

Their faces were all pale, and the figures reflected in their eyes were different, but their faces were the same with the same fear.

"Don't ......" A man suddenly stared at Mingmei and cried loudly: "Mom...... Don't hit me, I'll be obedient in the future...... Please don't hit me again......"

Mingmei glanced at the man in surprise.

The brightness in the man's eyes. She turned into a middle-aged woman in her forties, carrying a feather duster in her hand, waving at him with anger on her face.

"How old are you, and you're still afraid of your mother." Mingmei looked at the man and sighed, and smiled regretfully, "I'm so afraid of my mother, so I'll go back to my mother to drink milk." Come out and be a hooligan! ”

"Don't ......," the man continued to cry and said, "Please don't hit me, mom I know it's wrong!" ”

"You know that Mom, I was wrong...... I've forgotten what my mom looks like. Mingmei looked at the military thorn in her hand rather disappointed, and said leisurely: "It's been seventy years, and the bones should be ashes."

As she said this, she stabbed the man kneeling on the bed in the leg, clapped her hands contentedly, and walked towards the door of her house.

The man groaned, his whole face flushed, and a trail of blood rushed from the place where the thorn was inserted in his thigh.

"The children are playing slowly here, and my sister will go first."

As she walked, she picked up a coat from the living room and put it on her body, and walked to the door, when she suddenly looked back at the men in her bedroom as if she thought of something, and reminded them loudly: "Oh, by the way, this game you are playing now is called ......"

She took a deep breath, tilted her head and playfully sang: Hello! Look at me, what are you afraid of? ”

After saying this, she raised her hand to open the door, and finally turned around and kissed the man kneeling on her bed before pushing open the security door of her house.

As soon as the door opened, a small crack flashed in front of her eyes.

She didn't even have time to react.

I just felt that I heard a crisp sound, and then I felt a sharp pain on my forehead, and then my eyes darkened little by little.

In the last moments of her passout, she saw a man dressed in black standing in front of her house, carrying a metal baseball bat in his hand, and kicked her in the chest with his leg raised.

"A bunch of rubbish!" The man brandished a bloodied baseball bat and straddled Bright's body. walked indifferently to the house, "I can't even handle a woman, and I want to go out in person, whose face is this!" ”

Mingmei lay motionless on the ground, her long hair scattered on the floor, and a large blue and purple bag quickly bulged on her forehead.

Several people who had been standing beside the bright bed for a long time regained control of their bodies and collapsed to the ground. Looking at the man in black from the bottom up.

The man was wearing a long trench coat. He was wearing a baseball cap on his head, and he had sunglasses and a mask on his face under the brim, and the whole person was tightly wrapped, without even revealing any skin.

"Song ...... Mr. Song ...... "The man who took the lead pulled out the thorn on his leg, climbed down from the bed in a panic, took a few steps away from the few younger brothers who were blocking his eyes, and ran to the man in black, "You...... Why did you come in person? ”

"If I don't come, won't you have to confess here?" The Mr. Song sneered and raised his hand to throw the baseball bat in his hand to the man.

The man took the baseball bat. He bowed respectfully to Mr. Song, stretched out his hand to point to the brightness on the ground, and stumbled: "This woman...... This woman ...... Mr. Song...... She, she, she...... She's a ......."

"It's not a monster, it's just a person with some ability." Mr. Song said calmly: "I told you before you came that she is not easy to deal with, let you be careful, but you still got hit, hum......"

With Mr. Song's last cold snort, the man standing in front of him shook his body obviously. He raised his hand and touched his forehead, and his head lowered even more.

"We don't know what you mean!" The man hurriedly explained, "I thought you meant to say that she was a woman with a wild personality. You see, I didn't bring so many people! If I had known that you meant this, I would have gone to the temple to ask for a few amulets of enlightenment before I came......"

"Amulet?" Mr. Song sneered again, raised his leg and kicked the man's stomach, "The talisman has a fart, what are you having in your head!" This woman is also capable of this, if you go up together at the beginning, just press her down. She didn't have a chance to fight back, but you turned out to be good, you still have to chat with her, are you cool now? ”

The man was kicked back two steps, and the movement on his leg pulled the wound. The muscles in his face twitched violently.

After the pain subsided, he secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Song again, and asked cautiously, "You just saw it?" ”

"Of course, I've been watching you stupid ...... outside the door," Mr. Song said, took off his sunglasses, glanced at the water between the man's legs with disdain, shrugged his shoulders, turned his head, and whispered, "Hmph...... Rubbish! ”

There was a hideous wound on his forehead, coiling around his head like a sinuous centipede, and there was still a little blood oozing from it.

The man swallowed, took a step back, and looked down at his pants.

A chuckle came from the direction where the younger brothers behind him were standing.

He turned his head and glared at the people fiercely, and shouted loudly, "Laugh ......"

Mr. Song raised his leg and kicked him again in the middle of his scolding.

The man immediately closed his mouth, stood respectfully in front of Mr. Song, lowered his head and whispered, "Mr. Song, what do you command?" ”

"Bully the soft and fear the hard!" Mr. Song said disdainfully, took his sunglasses again, turned around and walked towards the door, "Carry this woman and follow me." ”

"Oh oh......" The man limped to keep up with Mr. Song with a baseball bat, and after walking a few steps, he turned back to his men and shouted, "Didn't you hear what Mr. Song said?" Carry this woman on her back and go! ”

"Stay away from me!" Mr. Song turned back to the man and said, "I'm sick to death!" ”

The man smiled flatteringly, bent down and stopped, and waited for Mr. Song to walk out of the door, then turned around and glared at the younger brothers behind him, covered the wound on his leg and followed Mr. Song three steps away, and went downstairs slowly.

A younger brother rolled his eyes, "cut" at the man, bent down and carried Mingmei lying on the ground on his shoulder, waved at several other people, and walked out of the door of Mingmei's house.

The bloodstained thorn lay quietly under the bright bed, and a few small spiders gathered near the thorn, crawling back and forth around the bloodstain.

A black figure stood on the balcony of Mingmei's house, looking at the empty room through the curtains, and tilted his head.

A wisp of cold wind blew from nowhere, causing the tulle curtains to flutter a few times.

When the curtain fell again, the black figure disappeared without a trace. (To be continued.) )