"You little bastard, you're so stubborn."
Zhang Long picked up a red-hot iron and pressed it against Su Heng's chest.
Sizzle...
"ah!!"
There was an aroma of roasted pork belly, and the skin shrank due to heat, rolled into a ball, and turned into yellow-brown lard residue.
"Zhang Long, if you are a man, kill me now, otherwise I will look down on you!"
"Kill you?"
The corners of Zhang Long's mouth raised, revealing a ferocious and sinister smile.
"How could I be willing to kill you? I haven't had enough fun yet. I'm raising you like dogs to pass the boring time, hahaha..."
Zhang Long turned around, changed to a pair of pokers, and sneered.
"Lie down and don't move."
Su Yating's delicate body trembled, and she pursed her lips and reluctantly followed the instructions.
Looking at Zhang Long coming with tears in his eyes.
Outside the villa, the moon cast a pale light.
Three figures flashed past, like ghosts, sneaking into the villa silently.
"Brother Angkor, is this a scam? Why are you so quiet? Fang Bo is already asleep?"
"Whether you're sleeping or not, let's go into the bedroom and get the gun. This villa belongs to me."
Wu Jinbao coughed lightly and said cautiously: "Go upstairs first, be gentle, don't scare the snake, Fang Bo probably didn't notice us."
Just when a few people were about to climb to the second floor in the dark.
Masan glanced at the coffee table in the main hall and suddenly exclaimed: "Fuck!"
"What the hell..."
Wu Jinbao punched Ma San in the head, covered his mouth, and angrily shouted: "What do you mean, you want to kill us!"
"Angkor, the gun, the gun is on the coffee table."
Masan took a breath and lowered his voice.
Wu Jinbao turned to look at the coffee table. A matte black Beretta nine-millimeter pistol lay quietly on the table.
Suddenly, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the corner of his mouth curled up to his ears.
"Haha! I thought it would take a lot of trouble, but Fang Bo, an idiot, actually placed such an important thing in such a conspicuous position."
Wu Jinbao picked up the gun, played with it in his hands, and couldn't put it down.
"Angkor, can you shoot?"
Facing Ma San's doubts, Wu Jinbao sneered.
The moment he turned around, the safety had been turned on, the gun was loaded, and the cold muzzle of the gun was accurately pressed against Ma San's forehead.
As long as your finger gently pulls the trigger, your head will bloom immediately.
"I forgot to tell you before. I served in the French Foreign Mercenary Corps for two years. When I was on mission in the African savannah, you two were fooling around somewhere in the country."
"Follow me, you won't have to worry about food and women, just have fun secretly."
Hearing this, Masan and Wang Teng looked at each other with excitement on their faces.
Before the cold wave broke out, the two of them were at the bottom of society. Now that they have guns, their status has been reshuffled, and they are women who were once unattainable.
It's not just about letting them play around and do whatever they want.
Men, they live for two things, one is money, the other is women, and the rest are just floating clouds.
"Ah!! Brother Long, don't continue...it's going to break!"
At this moment, a woman's miserable pleading voice came from the basement.
The three of them immediately became alert, lowered their steps, followed the stairs, and came to the ajar iron door of the basement.
After seeing the scene in the room, his expression suddenly froze.
It is true that Wu Jinbao considered himself a ruthless person, but after seeing what Zhang Long did, he felt inferior to himself.
This fucking Chi Guoguo is crazy!
If it were placed on the battlefield, treating prisoners like this, especially female prisoners, would definitely lead to an international military court!
"Wipe it! This woman is so soft and tender. Before I can cherish it, he actually..."
"Compared to him, I am considered a good person, but he is such a beast!"
Masan and Wang Teng swallowed their saliva and said sadly.
"Keep your voice down and listen to my command. After shouting three, two, one, we will rush in."
Wu Jinbao checked the gun and after confirming it was correct, he raised his finger and started counting down.
At this time, Zhang Long was holding a poker and was playing with Su Yating wantonly.
"Brother Long, people will die...don't, don't do it..."
"You bitch, push me off the balcony, why don't you think about the death of someone? Now you know it hurts, it's too late..."
At this moment, the iron door was kicked open by Wu Jinbao.
Zhang Long turned his head in confusion. Before he could recover, a gunshot rang out and a hole exploded on his forehead.
Blood dripped down the bridge of his nose and onto the concrete floor of the basement.
"What the hell..."
Before he finished speaking, the burly body fell straight down, lifeless.
"Is it you?"
Fang Bo raised his head and recognized the three people.
But the next second, Wu Jinbao raised his hand and shot, and the bullet penetrated his neck.
This is much more painful than being shot in the head and killing him with one shot. In the next minute, Fang Bo will be suffocated to death due to lack of oxygen.
And he couldn't make any sound because his vocal cords were punctured.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Jinbao pointed his gun at Su Heng.
No men are allowed in this villa except the three of them!
Su Yating came to her senses and shouted quickly: "Don't kill him! That's my brother. I'm willing to do whatever you want me to do!"
Hearing this, Wu Jinbao thought for a moment and put down his gun.
"Ma San, Wang Teng, tie the rope tightly. This woman belongs to you tonight. I will not participate."
After saying that, Wu Jinbao turned around and walked towards the first floor of the villa.
Wang Teng and Ma San came to their senses, took off the hemp rope tied to Fang Bo, and tied it to Su Heng.
Then he turned his head and looked at Su Yating with a dissolute expression.
"Wang Teng, I'm older than you. Don't say that my elder brother didn't take care of you. I'll give it to you for the first time."
"Thank you, third brother, hahaha..."
After a while, Su Yating's painful wails came from the basement.
At this time, Wu Jinbao was sitting on the sofa in the main hall, turning a deaf ear to the sound, staring blankly at the gun in his hand, thinking deeply in his mind.
"Rights! I need greater rights..."
After a while, Wu Jinbao murmured.
Picking up the phone, he pulled the people who were tricked by Jack Rosen into joining the Holy Spirit Cult in the snow today into a separate small group from the owner group.
Jack Rosen had no intention of forming a force, so he made a wedding dress for Wu Jinbao.
Nothing is better to control than a crazy believer.
The corners of Wu Jinbao's mouth rose.
God?
That's in heaven.
I want to be the God on earth, no, to be precise, I should be called the Lower Emperor!
Time passes little by little.
Soon, it came to half past two in the morning.
The abuse in the basement of Villa No. 1 continued. After Su Yating fainted, she was immediately woken up again.
Faint to death, wake up, faint to death, wake up...
I'm afraid I won't be able to survive tonight.
Building 1, 601, the titanium alloy door of the shelter is slightly open.
Ling'e held a pile of food in her arms, staggered, and walked out holding on to the wall.
A smile broke out on his tired face.
"Xuexue, mom is back with food."
