Frankie Mill was thinking about it when he suddenly heard Maria's voice in the wood room.

"What are you doing outside, don't come in soon, we won't wait for you."

"Oh! Come on. Frankimir hesitated for a moment, and then immediately walked into the wood room.

Frankimir was a little puzzled, and couldn't understand what so many people were going to do in a small firewood room.

Frank Mire walked into the firewood room and saw Zhang Yue arranging for everyone to enter a brass enclosed cabin that looked like a submarine in turn.

As soon as Frankimir was about to ask, he heard Kafka beside him shout: "Stinky boy, don't go in quickly, I'm heavy, and when you all go in, I'll squeeze in again." ”

"What, you mean you're going in?" Frankimir asked, pointing to the cramped closed cabin.

"That's right! We're all going to go in. Kafka said disdainfully.

"Nope! If you squeeze in, we'll all be squeezed to death by you!" Frankie Mire sighed.

"! Don't scream! High-voltage electricity can't kill you, are you still afraid of being squeezed to death? Give me a bang again, otherwise Lao Tzu will be a fart and kill you! Kafka said, grabbing Frankimir by the shoulders with both hands, and shoved him gorgeously into the cramped closed cabin, and then squeezed himself in.

"I think the relationship between them is progressing very quickly." Professor Saul, who was huddled in the corner, said without words.

"Maybe!" Yulia replied. Her perfunctory was just to keep Professor Saul from feeling embarrassed that there was no one to pick up a stubble.

So they were like this, several people huddled in the cramped closed cabin, and as the hatch closed quickly, the closed cabin began to sink slowly.

When the hatch closed, a light yellow incandescent lamp lit up at the top of the airtight cabin. The further the chamber went underground, the dimmer the light became, the temperature rising, and the air thinner. Maybe it's because there are so many people.

Frankimir struggled between the crowds, and the place was overwhelming. He wanted to find as good a position as possible so that he could be a little more comfortable.

I have to admit, to a large extent. This guy who thinks he pays attention to the taste of life is sometimes more hypocritical than a woman.

Frankimir squeezed back as hard as he could, trying to get as far away as he could from the sweaty Kafka.

Suddenly, he felt something behind him. Pressed hard against his back.

He turned his head to look, and it was Yuria's slender arms, and her huge white and pink breasts.

It turned out that Yulia was covering her chest with both hands, trying her best to block Frankmir's back, so as not to suffer the pair of little suckling pigs on her chest.

Yulia tried to push Frankimir out of the way, but it was too close. But in the face of the burly and strong Franky Mill, her strength is really weak and not worth mentioning.

Frankie Mill realized that he seemed to have found his best position. He pretended not to know anything, and always leaned back, consciously or unconsciously, trying to take advantage of Yulia's advantage.

This is a body that is more seductive than a banshee. Whoever meets it, as long as it is a normal man, can't help but have the urge to try.

In this way, it will be bitter for Yulia behind Frankimir.

She looked nervous, trying to protect her breasts, and her mind was all focused on Frankimir. Even a fool could understand Frankimir's intentions, but Yulia did not dare to scream, for fear of attracting the attention of others, and then it would only be more embarrassing. This makes her always look compromised, as if she is an extremely obsessed woman with self-abuse.

Where Maria stood. It's just the right place to see it all.

There was no expression on her face, but she couldn't help but curse in her heart.

This naturally beautiful ice beauty seems to be a natural lack of heart, and it seems to be a little unreasonable.

This is the case. It's clearly Franky Mill who wants to take advantage of others. But in Maria's opinion, it was Yulia, who was big-chested and brainless, and she didn't know how to check.

In this cramped and cramped closed cabin, in this public place in full view, he unscrupulously lifted his huge breasts. Blatantly seduces Frankimir.

She originally thought that Yulia was a quiet intellectual beauty, but now it seems that she is just a with water * sex * yang * flower.

Maria's feelings for Frankimir seem to be too extreme, even though she knows better than anyone else that Frankimir is a sweet guy with flowers and grasses everywhere, but she always can't help but blame others for her sins.

This may be because Maria can't change Frankimir's temperament, so she has to completely change her concept of right and wrong. As a result, everyone was extremely sad and sad that Frankimir's wife Larisa was brutally murdered by unknown thugs.

Only Maria silently rejoiced and even wanted to celebrate a lot, the boiled duck flew, and her chance came again.

I really don't know what Frankie Mill used to block it, and this ice beauty's mind made her so obsessed with right and wrong on this issue.

Maria thought that after Larissa's death, her only rival would be the Teutonic* Elena.

But I don't want to kill Zhang Yue halfway, and I want to engage in some kind of divine beast competition to choose a man. This little *Ni* Zi is a little thinner, but her face is quite seductive.

Now that there is a wave of unsettled, it seems that this cow-like vixen also seems to have ulterior motives for Frankimir.

In terms of appearance, figure, fame and status, the two women in front of me now are really hard to deal with.

What's more, there is also the little goblin whose name is Yiru, looking at her dress as a ghost or a ghost, you know that she is not a woman of a good family, and God knows what her relationship is with Frankimir.

Thinking of these, Maria couldn't help but sigh, why is her fate so bumpy? Why does God want to find so many talented women to rob him of just one man? Why didn't you grow up with anything that went your way?

After about five minutes, the speed of the enclosed chamber slowed down and finally came to a halt in total darkness.

As the door of the closed cabin opened, a circle of orange lights lit up around it, and the lights flashed very dazzlingly, making it impossible to see the boulder crypt of the black hole.

The crowd in the closed cabin staggered out of the closed cabin, everyone was squeezed enough, and it was comforting that Frankmir never seemed to be able to succeed.

The crowd was busy stretching their crumpled bodies, and before they could see what they had come to.

Suddenly, a column of women dressed in tight leather suits, black gas masks, black silver spikes on their heads, and an electric knife at their waists appeared in front of them and surrounded them. (To be continued.) )