Quick travel: Qing Leng host is forced to have sex with crazy criticizing wall-dong

"I really don't know where he is. He and I broke up a long time ago. He has been threatening me to do things for him..."

There were tears in Xibin's eyes, pitifully miserable.

"Pooh!"

The gangster leader spat in his face and said bitterly: "What the hell, is he threatening you when you join forces to blackmail? Is he threatening you when you secretly take photos and videos for blackmail? If you become a bitch, don't establish anything. Chastity Arch!”

"I have really parted ways with him for a long time, and the things he committed have nothing to do with me... So what kind of grudge has he made with you... Do you think this will work? I will give you money, and you will let me go. I can also help you keep an eye on him. As long as he contacts me, I will contact you immediately to ensure that he cannot escape!"

Xibin whimpered and begged to speak.

"Idiot, do you think I am a man who is short of money?"

The gangster leader slapped him again.

Xibin was really on the verge of crying. It seemed as if he would be beaten no matter what he said...

"You want to know about the grudge between me and him? Just tell you. That bitch played with me and cuckolded me. Do you think you can tolerate this?"

"You must be intolerable... He is just a beast, and he has no limits when it comes to playing. I broke up with him because I hated him so much..."

Xibin hurriedly agreed that as long as the other party could let him go, he would have no lower limit.

"Don't talk about this with me. I'll give you two choices, either call him here, or you can take the punishment on his behalf."

The other party didn't want to accept his trick and forced him to make a choice.

How could Xibin scream?

He gritted his teeth and begged: "I really don't know where he is. Did you just let me go because I let you vent your anger? If you want to take my turn, then go ahead, as long as you promise to let me go afterwards."

For him, sex is as common as eating and drinking.

It's better to get over it with a little punishment than to have the murder exposed.

"What you have in mind is quite beautiful. How about having sex with you? We are still afraid of getting sick."

The gangster leader sneered, his eyes filled with disgust.

"Then what do you want?"

Xibin asked with tears in his eyes.

"The so-called lesson is to make the other party suffer, and it must be unforgettable. You seem to... care about your face."

The gangster leader looked at his beautiful face with a half-smile and spoke.

crazy.

"no!"

Xibin let out a shrill scream, and the next second the scream was stuck in his throat.

The dagger in the opponent's hand was pressed against his cheek.

"I beg you, please change it to another one. I will give you whatever money you want..."

Xibin prayed tremblingly, his eyes filled with tears.

The latter showed a cruel smile and cut it off without hesitation.

A shrill scream pierced his throat.

One knife, two swords, three swords...

His entire face was scratched beyond recognition and completely disfigured.

The pain and fear made him completely faint.

"Bah, bitch, what's wrong with you? You have to seduce someone else's boyfriend."

The gangster leader spat on the ground and cursed.

"Brother Xie is here."

The younger brother ran up to him and whispered in his ear.

Changing from his previous arrogant and domineering appearance, the gangster leader put on a flattering smile and hurried to the stairs to greet him.

The dilapidated and unfinished building is completely incompatible with the expensive Xie Ling, causing his appearance to be filled with a sense of absurd dissonance.

"How's it going?"

Xie Ling asked with an indifferent expression.

"You guessed it all. With Meng Qiuping as your guide, the other party didn't suspect it at all and only regarded this matter as revenge!"

The gangster leader replied respectfully.

"Is anyone still awake?"

"He passed out and died. He received nearly a hundred cuts on his face. How could his small body be able to hold on?"

Xie Ling raised her thin lips slightly and went to inspect the goods.

Xibin, whose face was covered in blood and looked miserable, lay on the dirty ground.

The two stood together, forming the most striking contrast.

The former is noble and extraordinary.

The latter was in dire straits.

Xibin never dreamed that he just had the intention to kill Xie Ling, but before he could carry out the plan, the other party beat him to it.

If it weren't for the fear that his death would make Shuang Yu unhappy.

Xie Ling will not leave anyone alive.

"I want to see if you still have the confidence to appear in front of Yu with this ugly face this time."

Very satisfied with the efficiency and results of his work, Xie Ling smiled coldly, his eyes filled with disdain.

Shuangyu's special cell phone ringtone rang.

He answered the phone with gentle eyes: "Yu, have you finished recording the song?"

No one could imagine that he, who spoke such gentle words, was doing such cruel things.

"I'll finish my work here in about half an hour, you can go out."

Shuangyu answered during the break.

"Okay, I might be a few minutes late. If you finish first, please wait for me for a while."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Ling stopped looking at Xibin on the ground and prepared to leave.

The gangster boy asked his subordinates to throw the unconscious Xibin near his house, while he respectfully sent Xie Ling downstairs.

Opening the trunk door, Xie Ling handed a silver password box to the gangster, got in the car and left.

It wasn't until his car completely disappeared that the gangster opened the lockbox.

Inside the box were stacks of brand new banknotes.

Xie Ling was late.

It takes at least 50 minutes to drive from the unfinished building to the recording studio where Shuangyu records songs.

In order to maintain his character, Xie Ling could not run through the red light, so even though he rushed back as fast as possible, he was still nearly half an hour late.

When they arrived, Shuangyu was chatting with the music producer.

Xie Ling stepped forward enthusiastically and rewarded the recording engineers with coffee and late-night snacks he bought himself.

Several people asked him for autographs and took photos before letting them leave.

"Where have you been?"

Shuangyu glanced at him strangely and asked.

"I have some business and went to the outskirts of the city."

Xie Ling answered, but the answer was incomplete.

He didn't want to lie to him, but he didn't want to tell the truth.

Shuangyu could feel his resistance, and finally did not ask further: "If you don't want to say it, forget it. Don't do anything that will put yourself in danger."

"Ah."

Xie Ling smiled shyly and nodded.

Shuang Yu looked at his dusty trousers and frowned slightly.

Maybe the bitch is doing some illegal things again.

At times like this, he missed Xiao Ai's existence very much.

That little live broadcaster could tell him everything.

After getting in the car, the two went directly to Xie Ling's apartment.

Located in the most prosperous and expensive building in the city center, the top floors are all open and can be used by Xie Ling alone.

"Don't invite mosquitoes as guests in the future."

Feeling the pressure, Shuangyu suddenly spoke.

"Why? As a housewarming party, shouldn't we entertain them? They are your only family."

Xie Ling said she didn't understand.

"It's a lot of pressure. I'm afraid I will never be able to afford such a property in my life."

Shuangyu sighed and said quietly.

Suddenly there is something wrong with some people hating the rich.

The latter rolled his eyes, said nothing, smiled and nodded.