"You're still speaking for her?"

The man was not only not appeased, but even more angry, he blew his beard and glared, "Are you fascinated by her?" That vixen! I'll kill her at night! ”

Seeing him like this, Nanyue was very big, and he hurriedly began to explain and comfort.

On the other side, Song Yue, who had left the manor, immediately returned to her residence, she changed into simple clothes, and entered a dark room with a whip.

"Slut! Damn slut! ”

Song Yue waved the whip and kept hitting Zhao Ting.

Accompanied by the sound of the whip waving and the crackling sound of whipping to the flesh, there was occasionally a muffled sound that Zhao Ting could not suppress.

"That's a lot of! Speaking of which, it's either this or that! Trash! ”

"Wait, sooner or later! I'm going to make you kneel on the ground and beg me for mercy! ”

"Slut! Hurry up and die! A brute as disgusting as Ye Duyi! Sooner or later, you will die in the zombie pile! ”

Song Yue's expression was hideous, she swung the whip hard, and she couldn't tell whether it was resentment towards Nanyue or hatred for Ye Duyi in her heart, and all kinds of emotions were mixed, gradually drowning her reason.

Zhao Ting's limbs were chained, and he looked at the crazy Song Yue with a numb expression, allowing her to vent her anger with her body.

It's just that when he lowered his head and closed his eyes, the hidden resentment exposed his hatred.

Song Yue has no ability, she is just an ordinary person, she wields the whip vigorously, and she loses the strength to whip for a while.

Throwing down the whip casually, Song Yue breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled a little crazy, "Hahahahaha, bullshit!" ”

"As long as I want, there is nothing that is impossible! The world, the first powerhouse of the future, but so what? Isn't it in my hands, let me ravage?! ”

Song Yue stepped forward, pinched Zhao Ting's cheeks, and looked at them contemptuously, "Can you still be like this?" Not even bullshit! ”

Seeing that Zhao Ting was emptying himself and didn't care about anything, following her humiliated appearance, Song Yue snorted coldly, and with her momentum, she spat directly at Zhao Ting's face.

Feeling the sudden hot and moist touch on his face, Zhao Ting's eyes widened suddenly, he roared, staring at Song Yue deadly, eager to eat her.

"Hahaha, that's it!"

Song Yue smiled scaryly, "Look at me like this, watch how I destroy your self-esteem little by little and crush your arrogance!" ”

……

After Song Yue left, in the dark corner of the room, two figures walked out.

"This woman is so scary!"

The sweet female voice was still trembling, "She's too perverted, my God, I feel like she must have something psychological!" No, it should be said that she must be mentally ill! ”

"Fortunately, the zombie's sense of existence is low, otherwise if she finds us, I feel like she can fry us in the pan in the next second! It's horrible! ”

"She's no match for us." The man's voice was low and magnetic, but there was helplessness in his tone.

Looking at the two people who suddenly appeared, Zhao Ting's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly roared and struggled, trying to attract the attention of the two.

Seeing him like this, Yu Anan was a little strange, "Can't you speak?" ”

Hearing her question, Zhao Ting's face seemed to have overturned the palette, resentment, pain, disgust, and viciousness...... It was as if all the negativity was concentrated on him.

Seeing him like this, Yu Anan realized that she had said the wrong thing, and she subconsciously looked at Zong Yize.