The bald head was desperate in his heart, more desperate than he was knocked unconscious by the owner of the seafood stall and thrown into the trash can more than ten years ago, he slowly stretched out his hand and tightened the knife, "I, I can die, but please let my sister go!"

Chen Ling's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he grabbed him by the collar of his coat and lifted him up from the ground, "Why should I let your sister go, what qualifications do you have to bargain with me? Let me tell you, not only are you going to die, but your old sister is going to die, and your old father and mother in your hometown in the northeast must be buried with you!"

"No!" the bald head roared, and the knife in his hand was raised!

Chen Ling didn't dodge or dodge, but his eyes were like two sharp swords slashing at him!

The knife is in his hand, the person is in front of him, but the bald head has not dared to stab out, in the contest just now, he already knows that this person's martial arts are so high that he can't imagine it, this person can't be regarded as a person, but the demon who ran out of the palace of Hades, is by no means invincible to man, he throws the knife to himself now, it is indeed to give himself a chance, but not to give himself a chance to assassinate him, but to give himself another chance to humiliate himself, so as to satisfy his perverted psychology, this person, is a thousand times more terrifying than Long Tai！

"Bang Leng!" There was a sound, and the knife in the bald man's hand fell to the ground weakly, "Feng Shao, I am useful to you, I can help you deal with Long Tai, as long as you let my family go." ”

Chen Ling finally smiled, but only in his heart, he asked quietly on his face: "Huh, isn't Longtai very good to you, how could you betray him?"

"He just treats me as a dog by his side, calling and leaving, and Aunt Bai and I are just his tools, so how can we talk about it? He adopted us for the purpose of making us cows and horses for him!" said the bald head sadly.

"Oh, listening to your tone, it's a little cold!" Chen Ling said sarcastically.

"......." bald head didn't squeak, if it weren't for the cold heart, how could he bet all tonight!

"Everyone has their own past, everyone has their own misfortunes, but this world is very fair, and the hardships have come to an end, and that is Gan!" Chen Ling finally had a smile on his face, looked at the bald head and said, "Bald brother, your good days are coming!"

looked at Chen Ling suspiciously, did the good days he said refer to his own death day?

"Stand up!" Chen Ling's face changed much faster than turning the book, and he was still smiling just now, but now it was as cold as frost.

The bald man hesitated, struggling to get up from the ground.

"Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed!" Chen Ling drank coldly again.

The bald head was terrified, this dead pervert, in addition to having sexual interest in women, does he also like men?

"Feng Shao, Shi can be killed, don't be humiliated, don't toss me, I hate to do Ji the most, give me a knife happily!" said the bald head very desperately.

Chen Ling was almost made to laugh out loud by him, but he still said with a stiff face: "If you take it off, why are you shaking so much, do you want your family's life?"

The bald face was white, like a forced woman, clenching her teeth, and slowly took off her clothes after a while, for the old father and mother and sister to live, even if it was a ****, as long as there was a little chance, he would have to try.

"Hurry up, don't act like a!" Chen Ling shouted again.

The bald head couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to speed up his undressing, and after a while, he only had a pair of overlord briefs left, but when he was about to take them off, Chen Ling suddenly shouted: "It's okay, you don't need to take off your underwear!

Bisexual, bald head has only heard of it, but now that he has really encountered it, he is really disgusted like eating a big pot of flies, and he endured it several times, so he didn't let himself vomit.

That's it, I'll just be pressed by the ghost!" thought to the bald head infinitely sadly, and then lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and prepared to accept the destruction.

If he had a choice, he would really rather endure the whipping than be insulted like this.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for Chen Ling to press on his body, and he couldn't help but open his eyes suspiciously, only to see Chen Ling take a silver curved plate, which contained some transparent liquid.

Isn't it so perverted, the bald head opened his eyes wide, and even the pores began to be cleaned up, but then, he was even more dumbfounded, because Chen Ling used a lighter to light a few times on the curved plate, and the liquid in the curved plate actually caught fire, and a light blue flame came out, and one of Chen Ling's hands copied it in the curved plate, and the whole palm was on fire, and a light blue flame also appeared, and as soon as the two hands were combined, the flame was divided into two, and it burned ragingly between his two hands.

Is this playing magic? Or is it making a barbecue? The bald head was a little stupid with fear, but then, he saw Chen Ling's two hands hitting his body, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge.

"What are you hiding, lie down for me!" Chen Ling snorted coldly, and his bald head didn't dare to move.

Chen Ling's hands with blue flames were attached to his chest, and the bald head thought that he would definitely be burned, but to his surprise, the burning hands fell on his chest, and there was no burning pain, only a warmth, as Chen Ling's hands swam, this warmth seemed to be a stream of blood in the body, and it was swept away, and everywhere he went, there was a piece of comfort, as if every cell was breathing, and every cell was screaming......

When the flames of Chen Ling's hands disappeared and were taken away from him, the bald head felt that his original painful body was miraculously no longer in pain.

"This, this is ........" The bald head looked at Chen Ling stunned, he just heard others say that Uncle Longtou's medical skills are superb, and he can live the flesh and bones of the dead, originally he only thought it was an exaggeration, but now that he has seen it with his own eyes and experienced it himself, he knows that the rumors are true, Uncle Longtou is indeed a powerful character.

Chen Ling didn't answer the bald head's words, but took out his mobile phone, pressed a string of numbers, and said lightly, "Give the words to that woman", which was thrown to the bald head.

The bald head picked up the phone suspiciously, and heard a familiar female voice coming from inside, "Hey, hey......"

Hearing this voice, the bald man's heart was shocked, isn't this the voice of his sister, and he hurriedly asked nervously: "Old sister, it's me, it's my brother, where are you?

"I was caught by them!" Qi Bingqing said.

"The people, they, are ...... to you Old sister, it's my brother who is sorry for you and let you be insulted by them!" said the bald head, his eyes reddened.

"Brother, they haven't done anything to me for the time being, but if you don't do what that Feng Shao says, I will definitely ...... Brother, I'm so scared!" Qi Bingqing's voice began to sob.

"Sister, don't be afraid, it's going to be fine, it's going to be fine!" the bald head shouted at the other end of the phone, but the other end had been disconnected.

put down the phone, and the bald head understood that my sister must be under the control of this leading aunt now.

"Feng Shao, my sister said that they haven't done anything to her yet, is this true?" asked the bald head with a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Yes!" Chen Ling nodded, but said in his heart: They really didn't do anything to her, because they didn't exist in the first place, and there was only your sister on the other end of the phone, but what did I do to her, but you still don't want to know this.

"Then why did you ....... just now?"

"Hehe, if you don't get angry, how can I tell you what your strength is? If you don't stimulate you like this, how can you know how much your family has in your mind, I won't convince you, how can you know how strong your leading aunt is!" Chen Ling smiled faintly.

The bald head was speechless, in addition to complaining that he couldn't hold his breath, he was more convinced, because his little resourcefulness was less than the one in front of him!

"Now, we can sit down and talk calmly, right?" asked Chen Ling.

"Let's talk!" the bald head sighed.

"Hey, looking at your appearance, don't you seem to be very angry?" Chen Ling said with a smile.

The bald head didn't look at Chen Ling: "Who said I wasn't angry? I was so angry that my hair trembled! But what's the use of being angry, I can't beat you, and the one who plays yin is not your opponent, and if you annoy you, you will threaten me with the lives of my old father, mother, and sister, so what else can I do, I can only swallow my anger, endure humiliation and steal my life, can't I talk to you obediently?"

"Haha~~~" Chen Ling finally couldn't help laughing, his brother-in-law has a bit of a sense of humor!

It's cold, the wind is blowing, and this year's winter in Shencheng is coming a little earlier than ever, as if jumping directly from summer to winter!

The street outside the Long family villa was no longer lively, it seemed much deserted, the neon lights were still flickering tirelessly, and the solemn night wind blew, bringing a chill.

The subordinates and bodyguards in the Long family villa did not rest, because the owner Long Tai had not slept yet.

At this moment, Longtai is lying on the lazy chair in the attic, holding a Cuban cigar in his left hand and a glass of Lafite red wine in his right hand. As for a woman, he doesn't care if she is a virgin or not, but she must be as gentle as water and know how to serve people.

Perhaps, living to his part, what he pursues is no longer passion, but enjoyment, the kind that borders on luxury.

The night is very beautiful, the wind is very cool, such a night, Long Tai, who has always disliked poetry, should not be on the balcony to play dew, but lie on the bed to be romantic, but at this time, he is not in the mood to toss women or be tossed by women, so why did he run out to drink the northwest wind?