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He Meimei's face turned pale. Her luck in the past few days has been really bad, whether she bets on the favorite or the underdog, that side has lost cleanly.

Originally, in He Meimei's plan, she should have won a large sum of money to return to the research institute, first paid the electricity bill, and then used the remaining money to buy some materials, make the finished products of several drugs that Meiling had recently researched, and then go to find investors.

If it goes well, the institute will be able to come back to life, and everything will be back on track.

But what He Meimei didn't expect was that she lost a series of gambles, not only lost all the thousands of yuan she borrowed from Uncle Cen, but also lost the 200,000 yuan she borrowed from loan sharks.

He Meimei's face is like ashes,

Meng Kun, the boss of Bicheng Company on the side, stared at He Meimei's peachy buttocks, and his face was happy.

Meng Kun has coveted the house of the Sanshu Research Institute for a long time, but he has never had a chance to start. This time, he finally seized the opportunity of He Meimei to win money and set a trap, the purpose of which was to annex the institute.

He Meimei is still gambling wildly, and Meng Kun can't wait to let his subordinates go to the research institute to pull the instrument.

This is only the first step, and then he wants to take the institute for himself step by step, not only to ask for a house, but even to swallow three beauties together!

Everything was going according to the plan designed by Meng Kun, and he walked up to He Meimei with a smile and said, "Meimei, your luck has not been very good these days." ”

He Meimei said angrily: "I know, I don't need you to remind me!"

"Do you want to continue?" Meng Kun smiled: "One more game, flip through the book?"

"I'm not coming!" He Meimei shook her head: "Let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

Seeing that He Meimei wanted to leave, Meng Kun raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute, Meimei, have you forgotten something?" I owe me 350,000 yuan, when are you going to pay it back, can you give me a quasi-letter?"

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!" He Meimei narrowed her eyes: "What are you kidding with me, surnamed Meng, I only borrowed 200,000 from you in total!"

"What, I want to repay the debt!" Meng Kun laughed cruelly: "Your 200,000 yuan has been borrowed for four days, and the profit is already 350,000!"

"Why is the interest so high!" He Meimei was taken aback.

Meng Kun took out a calculator and said, "If you don't believe it, I'll do the math for you......"

After a crackling call to the computer, Meng Kun shook the number in front of He Meimei and said, "Oh, 352,840 yuan, I don't want a fraction." If you give me 350,000 yuan, when are you going to give it? If you delay it today, it will be 380,000 yuan!"

"You...... That's not what you said when you lent me money. He Meimei quickly glanced around, the gamblers were immersed in the ecstasy of winning and the frustration of losing, almost no one noticed the conversation here, there were two men smoking cigarettes standing at the door, and the defense did not seem to be very tight.

"I have a loan contract here, if you want to repay the debt, there is no way!" Meng Kun smiled proudly.

"I'm afraid of you, but I really can't afford to pay back so much money, so what do you say?" He Meimei suddenly burst into a charming smile.

Meng Kun's heart fluttered, and he blurted out: "If you obey me, maybe I can give you some relief!"

"Really, then you come here......" He Meimei winked at Meng Kun and hooked her fingers.

Meng Kun couldn't help but lean over, he had already coveted He Meimei's plump and moving peach buttocks, and was just about to touch it, when a sharp pain suddenly came from his crotch.

With a "whoop", Meng Kun jumped up holding his crotch, and the scream was more terrible than the pigs waiting to be slaughtered in the slaughterhouse.

He Meimei lowered her knees, took a sip, and muttered, "Stinky and shameless!"

As she spoke, her figure flashed, and she wanted to escape.

Unexpectedly, the two men smoking at the door heard the screams, and blocked the door left and right, blocking the only exit.

He Meimei gritted her teeth and slammed into it - her martial arts were the strongest in the Sanshu Research Institute, but she was only at the level of the Four Heavens of Qi Refining, and she really couldn't be considered a master.

Sure enough, the two men just waved their hands, and He Meimei flew back upside down.

The escape failed!

Meng Kun clutched between his legs and shouted: "Stinky bitch, Lao Tzu must kill you! What are you still doing in a daze, tie her up, and see how I clean her up!"

A few fierce men rushed to hear the sound, He Meimei retreated to the corner in a panic and shouted: "Don't mess around!"

"Hehe, you call it, no one will come to save you if you cut your throat!" The big men said with ripples in their mouths: "When Brother Kun has enjoyed enough, a few buddies will also taste your little girl with fine skin and tender meat!"

He Meimei was desperate, she thought that with her cleverness and intelligence, she could deal with these wicked people. What she didn't expect was that these wicked people were even more lawless than she imagined.

Looks like I'm going to explain it today...... He Meimei closed her eyes.

At this moment, someone hurriedly ran in and said, "Brother Kun, it's not good, Hammer Head Ping was beaten into a concussion!"

Meng Kun was stunned for a moment, waved his hand to tie He Meimei up, and then asked, "What about the thief's eyes, didn't they go to the Sanshu Research Institute together?"

The thief's eye is clearly a triangular eye, and when Meng Kun came to the first floor, he saw a panicked thief's eye Minghe and the unconscious square braincase hammerhead.

A wave of anger came out of Meng Kun's heart, and he said angrily: "Those two little ladies don't know martial arts at all, how could Hammerhead Ping be beaten like this?"

"It's not those two girls, it's a young boy......" The thief recounted with added vinegar, and finally added: "That kid said, I'll pay back the money in a while." ”

When Meng Kun heard that someone was going to intercept the house of the Sanshu Research Institute, he said angrily: "Damn, dare to pluck the hair on the tiger's head, this kid is too bold." Brothers, copy the guy, give him some awesome taste!"

Half an hour later, a pair of young men and women walked into the company, it was Gao Yuan and He Meiyan.

He Meimei was tied up and down by rope seven or eight times, like a dumpling on the sofa in the hall on the first floor, and her already graceful body was even more concave and convex under the tightening of the rope, reminiscent of the exquisite binding art of a certain island country.

As soon as she saw He Meiyan walk in, He Meimei writhed violently, and with this twist, the temptation of her figure was slight, especially the two peach buttocks were vertically strangled by a rope, and the shaking was eye-catching.

"Meimei!" He Meiyan was shocked, but quickly calmed down, because she saw Meng Kun, whose face was gloomy, appearing behind the sofa.

"He Meiyan!" Meng Kun's eyes lit up.

He Meiyan was wearing a pair of tight jeans, a navy blue tight T-shirt on her upper body, a small waist with a full hand, coupled with slender legs, like an arrogant and cold swan.

Mei Han is cold, Mei Ling is sexy, beautiful and charming, Meng Kun can't help but think, if he can sleep with these three beautiful sisters, then he is really willing to reduce his life for ten years!