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Tazito has had a great few years.He had money to spend, was respected, and was feared.I have long forgotten what "aggrieved" is.He only knows the price - offending him must pay the price of life, this is the rule.

However, the man in front of him not only ignored the rules, but trampled on him in turn.Tazito was stepped on by him and struggled twice, which proved to be futile.He suppressed his anger, his eyes were saying "I'll kill you sooner or later".

Mr. 11 turned a blind eye to the threat.The cloud between his eyebrows has not dissipated, and his face is almost as black as the planetary rings of this planet.He dropped the shower head on Tazito and stepped back, looking at him, not going to repeat his command.

Tazito sat up, looked at the shower head for a moment, and picked it up uncomfortably.

"Can't you find a woman?" He couldn't help asking, "I'm sure they will please you more than me."

"Stop talking nonsense." Mr. 11 interrupted him.

Tazito lowered his eyes and cursed to himself in a low voice: "This is really a damn curse..." Shaking his head, he even gave a self-deprecating wry smile.It's the second time he ran into this man while picking up girls. Who the hell can tell him how this man survived? ?

He tried again to buy time.

"Do you mind?" he said sarcastically and politely, gesturing him out.

Mr. 11 looked at him coldly, Tazito added: "Prevent you from being in heat suddenly."

Mr. 11: "Why, are you afraid of getting pregnant?"

Tazito nodded slightly, and looked at him with admiring eyes of "see how cheap you can be". However, Mr. 11 took a step back and really turned around and went out.Tazito watched the door close, and suddenly remembered that the bathrooms here are all made of single-sided glass.Standing in the bathroom you can't see the outside, but you can see the people inside from the outside...for the damn fun.

Tazito glanced at his ring.It had been several minutes since the signal was sent, and they were too slow to come.If they came late enough, but happened to come anyway, and saw something they shouldn't have seen - if that was the case, he'd just try to kill everyone in there.He didn't want this to happen, it seemed Tazito had no credibility in doing business.

Tazito took off his soaked clothes and consciously hung them on the clothes dryer so he could escape—the temperature on the planet's surface was sub-zero to the point where wet clothes would instantly freeze.He slowly stripped down to a pair of underwear, leaving the gun close by.At this time, a voice came from the bathroom: "Face me."

Tazito suddenly heard the sound, grabbed the gun in fright, and then realized that it was Mr. 11.The sound seemed to come from the entire zenith, with a cold echo, in order to create a perverted atmosphere of "you are under single-handed control".

Tazito turned impatiently to the glass.On the other side of the glass, Mr. 11 put his hands in his pockets, admiring the trapped beast.He was about to give the next command when he saw Tazito raise the gun, and the dark hole of the gun was facing his face.Those black eyes were equally gloomy, and the lowered brow formed a sharp knife with a sharp blade exposed.

Mr. 11 stopped and faced Tazito's murderous look, thinking for a moment that he could see him standing behind the glass.The next moment, Tazito fired.There was a series of crackling sounds, and the glass in front of them had spider web-like cracks, bursting from top to bottom, and finally the entire glass wall poured down between them like a waterfall, and debris jumped everywhere.

Tazito stood among a pile of broken glass, looked coldly at the person opposite, and smiled: "Now, I'm facing you."

The sudden attack made Mr. 11 stunned for two seconds.His gaze shifted from the ground to Tazito's face, and an unusual light ignited in his eyes.He removed the bullet lodged in his neck and threw it away.Stepping on the shards of glass, he walked to Tazito quickly and clearly.Without saying anything, she wrapped her arms around his waist and dragged him out.

Tazito was roughly thrown on the sofa by him, and he pushed him back as soon as he jumped up.He attempted to shoot and was quickly pinned to the couch with his wrist.It was exactly the same sofa and the same posture where he was pressing the little dancing girl just now.

"You know how to excite me and make people suspect that you did it on purpose." Mr. 11's voice didn't sound like excitement at all, but there was indeed a strange light in his eyes, and the pupils were dilated like a human being.

With a muffled sound, Tazito punched his face away.As a result, both hands were pressed on the sofa by Mr. 11's hand, and one leg was pressed by his knee, and the pain seemed to be broken.The other leg was separated by the top of his body, like a raped woman.

damn...

The purpose was to make him unhappy, but in the end it made him excited... This man's perversion is simply beyond imagination!

Tazito glanced at the door in horror.They must not come at this time... He prayed in his heart that he would rather be raped than be seen being raped.

Mr. Eleven's hand was inside his panties, and Tazito's entire body tensed up, defending against the imminent invasion.But the fingers did not enter simply and roughly, but gently rubbed the gap between the two labia.

"Is it fun?" Tazito asked him viciously, "Aren't you a robot, why don't you pretend to be one and play every day?"

Two fingers parted his labia majora, exposing the delicate opening to the air.

"I'm interested to know if opening one mouth can make the other one close." Mr. 11 said, the other finger was very lightly scratching the sensitive vulva opening, bringing a shuddering feeling Itching.Tazito's body stiffened for a moment, still staring at Mr. 11.The one being stared at is very interested, as if saying that no matter how stubborn he is, he can penetrate him whenever he wants.The place was soft, wet, almost vulnerable.

The middle finger tentatively inserted into the opening of the vagina, rubbing the tender flesh there in circles.The thumb presses on his clitoris and rubs along with it vaguely.Tazito remained tense and motionless, even his expression did not change.But "physiological wetness", like "physiological tears", is outside his controllable range.

The middle finger quickly slipped an inch inward due to the sufficient moisture, and finally inserted the whole finger to the bottom.During the whole process, Mr. 11 stared at Tazito intently, unwilling to miss any change in his expression.He didn't rush to insert his fingers, but pressed and sucked his flesh wall lightly.At the same time, the palms were covered on his vulva and rubbed.Soon more sticky juice flowed out, soaking his entire palm.

"You never use this place to masturbate." He seemed to sum it up, "It's so sensitive that it bleeds when you touch it."

Tazito said with a sneer, "Then what can make your mouth shut."

Mr. 11 lowered his body, looked into his eyes and said, "You."

His middle finger was pulled out, leaving only the tip of his finger inside, and he inserted his index finger together.The sudden fullness made Tazito's legs struggle.But those two fingers were inserted mercilessly to the bottom.This time it was not so gentle.As soon as they came in, they began to thrust, at first a few times slowly, and after the body got used to the numbness, it accelerated without warning.

"Hmm!" Tazito let out a suppressed moan from his throat, and opened his legs involuntarily.The rapid thrusting continued, intensely stimulating the sensitive spots in the vagina, and the palm of the hand slammed into his vulva vigorously during the thrusting, and the mucus that was brought out spun between them.

His breathing became heavy and his chest tightened.

"That's it." Mr. 11's cold voice was still in his ears.Tazito turned his face away in disgust when he heard the voice.Under prolonged intense stimulation, vaginal orgasms come much faster and more violently than penis.He didn't even notice when he entered the state at all.Terrible heat waves rolled and boiled in the body, spreading from the invasion of the vagina to the whole body, numb to the point of numbness.

His abdominal muscles began to contract frequently, stretching out a beautiful and tight line.His legs were struggling, his chest was lifted up uncontrollably, and even his nipples stood up.

His heels sank into the sofa, and he moved forward a little bit. Suddenly, his legs twitched, and a large stream of heat gushed out from his lower body, overflowing along the buttocks, and made a mess on the sofa.He easily orgasmed under the play of the enemy's two fingers.

"Haha..." He gasped.The thrusting and thrusting of the fingers slowed down a bit, but continued.The vagina keeps shrinking under the violation, overflowing with hot fluid, until it stops completely.

Tazito couldn't focus his eyes for a while, and lay on the sofa panting heavily. Mr. 11 pulled out his finger, brought out a long silver thread, and landed on the sofa.He wiped off the juice gracefully with a cleansing towel.He was also meticulously dressed, his suit vest hadn't even been unbuttoned, and he looked as perfect as if he was going to an interstellar conference.

"You are only cute at this time." Mr. 11 said.

"Get lost..." Tazito's voice was a little hoarse.He forcibly lifted his spirits and put his legs together in shame.

Mr. 11: "Now let's discuss the next topic. For the crime you committed against me in Hualubao, what kind of punishment should be commensurate with the crime?"

What the hell, Tazito thought, he should have said "revenge" instead of "punishment."

"Tell me how you survived first," he said, "Didn't I destroy your memory chip?"

At this moment, a pleasant bell rang at the door.Tazito's pupils shrank suddenly—here he came!

No, no... Could it be them?

It's not like...how could they ring the doorbell properly.

Could it be the waiter?By the way, he ordered wine just now...

Damn... damn this, this whole thing!

Mr. 11: "Why, is your rescue finally here?"

Tazito didn't change his face: "It's the wine I ordered just now. Let me go!"

Mr. 11: "Let him go."

Tazito's mind raced.Even if there was really a waiter delivering wine outside, this was his only chance to escape.He had to say something and tell Mr. Eleven to open that door.

Tazito adjusted his posture uncomfortably and said, "Wine makes me feel good."

Mr. 11 looked at him for a few seconds and said, "Then let him come in like this."

Tazito was shocked: "You are crazy!"

Mr. 11 raised his hand and made a gesture to open the door.Tazito struggled violently: "You are crazy!"

Then he knew it was a joke—Mr. Eleven never laughed at jokes.He let go of Tazito.Tazito rushed into the bathroom as fast as he could in his life, completely ignoring the glass shards on the floor.

He quickly put on his dry shirt and trousers.Just as he was about to take the opportunity to escape, he heard the sound of the sliding door opening, followed by two gunshots.Startled, he immediately grabbed the gun and glanced outside with half of his face exposed.

Not some waiters, but a group of villains who copied guys.There were three people in total, all in white robes, with big beards and long hair.

It's them!Scavengers!

Tazito breathed a sigh of relief—the man he had summoned had finally arrived.He could tell at a glance that the other party was very professional and had a clear division of labor.The one who took the lead fired two consecutive shots at Mr. 11 as soon as he entered the door, and the other two quickly surrounded him.Mr. 11 who was attacked jumped up, and when he was about to take a step, he suddenly found that his legs were entangled. Mr. 11 lost his balance and leaned on the coffee table with a pained look on his face.He looked down to see a metallic wire gleaming with blue current wrapped around his leg.

Tazito also noticed that metal wire, it didn't look like a normal electric current, but it actually made the figure's lower body incapacitated.

When Mr. 11 saw the thing, his eyes became cold and cold. He noticed the lightning in the other corner, and reacted very quickly, swiping the huge coffee table and sweeping over it.No one could have imagined that he could swing an all-metal coffee table like a racket.The scavenger was hit hard in the chest, and his body was thrown into the wall, spitting out blood, and the metal wire in his hand fell far away.He clutched his chest in pain, the coffee table fell head-on, with a loud noise, the man was crushed under it, and his head was crushed.

Everything happened in an instant, and the scavengers who saw the death of their accomplice showed fear and anger, and couldn't believe it happened so easily.At the same time as the coffee table was released, Mr. 11 took out his gun and was about to shoot at the leader without any pause in the middle.

"Damn it!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader took out two electric turtles and threw them at him vigorously. Mr. 11 backhanded, hitting one and avoiding the other.Suddenly he let out a muffled snort, and his whole body twitched, being pierced by blue electric current everywhere.

His back was pinned by another electric turtle.The scavengers behind looked at him in horror: "Monster... What a fucking monster!"

Mr. 11's face contorted with pain.However, the restraining power of the electric turtle is too small to restrain the monster at all.Under the torment of the current, he raised his hand with difficulty, about to grab the electric turtle on his back.That hand was like the first devil's claw protruding from the abyss.His eyes looked contemptuously at the person who attacked him, full of evil and blood, about to stain everything with blood.The scavengers hurriedly searched for the tool bag: "Damn...damn!" Suddenly remembered the fallen metal wire and searched for it everywhere.

With a sound of metal landing, the electric turtle was pulled from the back by Mr. 11.He raised the gun with a murderous look, moved his ears, and heard the sound of electric current approaching from behind, turned around suddenly, and put the gun against the forehead of a person.

That person is Tazito.

Mr. 11 didn't expect it to be him, he paused his trigger finger, and was suddenly caught by Tazito.Tazito was holding the fallen metal wire in his hand, and he viciously bound Mr. 11's body with it. Mr. 11 wrestled with him at first, but soon lost his resistance.His body twitched under the blue electric light, twisting involuntarily.

Tazito seemed to hear the groan, but didn't mind anything.With the desire to kill everything, he wrapped Mr. 11 tightly with that thing.That thing deprives numbers of their ability to act and causes them great pain.Tazito lashes the wire hard and sees Mr. 11 looking at him and punches him in the face angrily: "Don't fucking look at me!" He keeps hitting him until someone ripped him off Mr. 11 .

He finally calmed down, pushed away the person who was pulling him, panted and looked at the people on the ground.

"You can't slap him in the face, and you won't get a good price." The leader of the scavengers said fiercely, seeing that Tazito was still ready to kill at any time, he didn't want to provoke him any more.Pat him on the back: "Nice job, man."

Tazito found that his hands were still shaking, the effect of adrenaline had not faded.

The scavenger's forehead is bounded by a halo of black hair.From the headpiece hangs a rare gem called Krysista."So, are you going to sell him to us?" he asked Tazito, pointing to Mr. Eleven.

Tazito nodded.At the same time, he glanced around suspiciously, causing such a big mess, but his own subordinates didn't know where they were.

Mr. 11's body convulsed.It was a horrific scene, the electric current was running wildly in his body, burning out the inescapable pain.Maybe it's the punishment system on them or something.Even so, he still looked at Tazito with menacing eyes.Tazito glanced at him and averted his gaze coldly.

The man who was still alive checked Mr. 11's body and said, "He is not 11. He is the shadow of 11."

"Oh—" Kirishista pondered, "Shadows are only worth half the price."

Tazito watched them blankly.This is a poor way of bargaining.But unfortunately he is not in the mood to bargain today.He just wanted to finish the business as soon as possible and get out of this ghost place.He felt nauseous.

"Half price, yes." He said with a livid face, "Deal."