He struggled to get up, but at this mont, the sound of breaking wind was heard, and his "Shenque Point" one inch below his navel felt numb, and he imdiately felt sore and weak all over.
A woman's voice ca over, saying, "Why are you so impatient? There will be a good show for you in a while. Sister loves you, and you will be able to enjoy all the joys of the world in a while, making you feel like you are in heaven and death, and taste the unspeakable ecstasy."
Hao Zhen happened to see sothing falling in front of him with his peripheral vision, and it was a fried lon seed that hit him.
The staircase of the embroidery building was on Hao Zhen's left hand side. Hao Zhen looked with the corner of his left eye and saw that it was the "female scorpion". However, the "female scorpion" had taken off the dark coarse linen clothes of the village girl when he t her on the road just now, and put on a simple and elegant dress like a white lotus. She looked spotless and holy like a fairy in the sky. She was a woman of extre symbolism. From the outside, she looked elegant like a chrysanthemum. However, Hao Zhen knew that judging from her nickna "Female Scorpion", this woman's private life was extrely corrupt, with countless n under her skirt, and she was cruel and ruthless. He was now in the hands of such a woman, and he didn't know what terrible things would happen to him, not to ntion that there was a gloomy and perverse Mingji Venerable and the "Grey Mouse" with a homosexual habit who had not yet appeared.
Just when he thought more and more that there was no hope of survival and hoped that this woman could give him a quick death, the woman sighed softly, grabbed a handful of fried lon seeds, leaned against the stair railing, opened her mouth slightly, and ate lon seeds like a leisurely young woman, passing this boring and maddening ti.
Ti passed bit by bit, and Hao Zhen felt unusually tortured. Just when he was about to speak, a slow "creaking" sound ca from the bottom of the stairs, and it was obvious that soone was coming to the second floor. The man walked very slowly. The fear of the unknown seed to have trampled on Hao Zhen's heart one by one. The strong sense of oppression made him breathless.
When the man walked seven or eight steps, a few people followed him noisily. The "female scorpion" was not as casual as before. She imdiately stood respectfully on the stairs and made way, like a female leopard with claws retracted, ready to pounce and bite off the throat of her prey at any ti.
It was the first ti that Hao Zhen saw the montum of the ancient masters, which was so chilling.
When he saw the man walking up, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.
It was a six-foot-tall man. He did not look majestic or domineering from the outside, but his face was a light blue-gray, and the muscles on his face seed to be motionless, as stiff as a mask made of thin iron sheets. He exudes a fear from the netherworld. When you see him for the first ti, what cos to your mind is a sea of blood and corpses.
It took about half a bowl of rice for six people to co up one after another. Hao Zhen knew four of them, naly, the Dark Silence Venerable, Gray Rat, Wanyan Tiexiong and Han Tuozhou. They seed to be very afraid of the man who ca first and kept a certain distance from him. There were two others that Hao Zhen did not know. One was a fat man like a pig, with a big belly, wearing luxurious and tacky clothes. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was a local rich man who lived by eating the bones of the poor people. He was followed by a timid little maid.
The man who ca first paced, looked at Hao Zhen with a dead look, and nodded his head with an imperceptible amplitude.
He seed unwilling to waste any energy. Apart from breathing and walking with his legs slightly bent at the knees, he was just a corpse that had just died.
"Lord Yayu, how are you going to deal with that man?" The Mingji Venerable stood behind him respectfully like a loyal servant, and he had long lost the courage that Haozhen had when he first t him.
"As long as Lord Han Tuozhou arranges everything, killing 'him' will be a matter of course." Haozhen knew that the "he" that "Lord Yayu" was talking about was not himself, but soone else, and he was just a bait. "Lord Han, it's up to you now. I hope you won't let down." After saying that, he laughed twice. That kind of laughter is sothing that anyone who hears it once will never forget. It is squeezed out from the depths of the throat and is indescribably creepy.
Han Tuozhou didn't seem to dare to put on an official air in front of him. He smiled flatteringly and turned to the fat man and said, "Lu Mingshan, now is your ti to make a contribution."
Lu Mingshan pulled the reluctant little maid to the bed.
Hao Zhen knew that a big net was really being cast for him at this ti.
Reviews
All reviews (0)