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Chapter 158 You Are Really Dishonest
"This dead woman is so ruthless. If I had known this, I should have crossed you in circles from the very beginning." At the moment when he felt the fruit knife cut into his pants, such thoughts flashed in Leng Feng's mind. idea.

"Leng Feng..." At that moment, Yang Xiruo stopped her hand abruptly: "It was just warming up, if you don't say it, I will definitely make you feel very comfortable."

"I am an internationally renowned mercenary, my nickname is Satan, and our team is called Sirius..." Frightened by Yang Xiruo, Leng Feng no longer dared to pretend to be a sheep, and immediately revealed his identity , looking at Yang Xiruo with a flattering face.

"Hahahaha..." Yang Xiruo froze for a moment, then laughed out loud as if he had just heard the best joke in the world. But Feng could feel the chill emanating from the fruit knife.

"Hey, I'm telling the truth, why are you still like this?" Leng Feng sweated more and more on his forehead, and shouted hysterically at Yang Xiruo with a livid face.

"Are you telling the truth?" Yang Xiruo stopped laughing, and looked at Leng Feng with a playful face: "Leng Feng, let me ask you, do you believe that Satan, who runs all over the underground world, will be killed because of a fruit knife? And I was so scared that I almost peed my pants, do you believe that Satan, known as the king of the mercenary world, would be subdued on the bed by a little policewoman like me?"

Leng Feng stared blankly at Yang Xiruo, damn it, Satan is a man or not a god, he will be cut by a fruit knife, how can he say calmly, "Come on, cut it, I don't care at all, you After cutting it off, I can grow back again." No way!
"Leng Feng..." Seeing the black line on Leng Feng's forehead, Yang Xiruo couldn't help sighing, but slowly put away the fruit knife: "I think, you should be able to guess that you saved me so Many times, I couldn't bear to really cut you, so you talked nonsense with me again and again."

Speaking of this, Yang Xiruo smiled at Leng Feng: "Since this trick doesn't work, then I can only use the ultimate trick."

"I'm really Satan, the king of the underground world." Yang Xiruo made himself want to die with a slight show of majesty. Now that he said that, he didn't know what sinister means would be waiting for him behind. Well, thinking of this level, Leng Feng cried out again with a livid face.

"Have you heard of a story..." Yang Xiruo ignored Leng Feng, but slowly climbed onto the bed, lay beside Leng Feng, and breathed out a sentence.

"What story?" Leng Feng was taken aback, especially when he saw Yang Xiruo's collar hanging down, he got his eyes into the collar by accident.

"Gudong..." Leng Feng couldn't help swallowing hard when he saw the two balls of white snow wrapped in black silk buds exuding a tempting fragrance.

"Damn, if you continue like this, you will die in the hands of this dead woman sooner or later." Thinking that at this time, he could still have bad thoughts, Leng Feng secretly slapped himself hard on the ear, wanting to slap her His gaze was drawn from the collar, but Leng Feng found that Yang Xiruo's chest was like a magnet, firmly attracting his gaze, so that he couldn't pull it out at all.

"The story is very simple..." Yang Xiruo obviously saw Leng Feng's eyes that seemed to want to swallow him, but he giggled and squeezed his chest with his arms: "There is a soldier who was captured by the enemy. , the enemy wanted to get information from the soldiers, and tortured and handcuffed the soldiers..."

What Yang Xiruo said was a joke that was very popular on the Internet. The general idea was that the soldiers were very loyal and would not yield no matter how much the enemy handcuffed them. On the third day, when the soldiers were still trying to recruit, the enemy killed the soldiers.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Leng Feng didn't know what Yang Xiruo meant when he told him this story, and when he told the truth, Yang Xiruo didn't believe it at all, so he could only lie there and look at Yang Xiruo with a wry smile.

"Tell me, your identity..." Yang Xiruo stood up, stood in front of Leng Feng, and lifted up the short skirt little by little.

"I'm really Satan, but you don't believe me." Leng Feng roared angrily.

"It seems that you are really dishonest..." Yang Xiruo giggled, and lifted up her short skirt a little bit, but when she saw Leng Feng repeating those words over and over again, her expression changed , directly took out a box from under the bed.

"Yang Xiruo, don't go too far..." Seeing Yang Xiruo taking out the whip, candles and other special items one by one, Leng Feng struggled violently.

For the whole afternoon, Yang Xiruo tortured Leng Feng non-stop, to the point where Leng Feng was in so much pain that Leng Feng still showed his identity as a Satan at first, but after seeing that Yang Xiruo didn't believe it at all, he could only hold on for a while. The face is sad and happy with resentment.

"Damn woman, you wait for me..." When seeing Yang Xiruo, who was already sweaty from tormenting himself, came into the bathroom humming a ditty, Leng Feng let out a long sigh of relief, and his eyes fell. On a few black hairs on the bed sheet.

It was left behind when Yang Xiruo tortured Leng Feng, but now it is very likely that it is a tool for Leng Feng to escape from the prison.

All limbs were tightly locked by handcuffs, only the head and neck could move. Leng Feng exhausted all his strength and was sweating all over before he gathered three or four strands of long hair together.

After nearly 3 minutes, the handcuffs holding Leng Feng's left hand made a soft click and fell on the bed.

"Smelly bitch, let me see how I will deal with you later." Seeing that his wrists were black and blue, Leng Feng untied the other handcuffs as quickly as possible, while muttering, with a murderous expression on his face near the bathroom.

The bathroom door was not closed tightly, leaving a gap, and a hot mist drifted out from inside.

In the water mist, Yang Xiruo turned his back to the door, raised his neck, and let the water droplets from the shower fall on his body.

Leng Feng stared at this scene dumbfounded, his throat joint rolled up and down, and his eyes flashed like a wolf.

Yang Xiruo didn't seem to think that Leng Feng had already got his freedom, and he was still humming a ditty while taking a shower.

"Leng Feng, this is definitely an excellent opportunity. This bitch tortured you like that just now. Even if you want her, she won't be able to say anything."

"Yang Xiruo is Han Yueying's best friend after all. If you really hurt the policewoman, Han Yueying will definitely not let you go." Another voice refuted the previous voice loudly.

The two voices quarreled in Leng Feng's mind, and no one could convince the other for a while, Leng Feng stood there with a gloomy expression on his face.

"This little policewoman has already challenged the king's authority. If I don't punish me, how can I gain a foothold in the underground world in the future." Looking at Yang Xiruo's extremely mature and extremely seductive figure, Leng Feng no longer hesitated, holding Fist, step by step towards the bathroom.

Yang Xiruo, who was humming a ditty while taking a bath, seemed to have noticed something, the moment Leng Feng entered the bathroom, she turned her head abruptly.

"I've been discovered..." Leng Feng's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, feeling guilty, he stretched out his hand to cover Yang Xiruo's mouth.

(End of this chapter)