Dressed as Meow, Grandpa becomes Goldfinger

"Xiao Ji, are you very relieved? If you want to relieve your anger, can you talk to your mother?"

After getting the target item, Zuo Tianlang turned around and walked out of the cloakroom. What came to his ears was Madam Qian's expected question.

Madam Qian waited for a while, but still could not get the slightest response.

She sighed, like all mothers who dote on their children, said helplessly and dotingly.

"Oh...Xiao Ji is still not satisfied.

It seems that only by bringing that bitch Zhuang Jingyi back, can my mother's Xiao Ji calm down.

Don't worry, your grandpa and dad have sealed off the entire base, and the little bitch will be found and caught soon, very soon.

When the time comes, mother will peel her skin to make clothes for you, and then ask your housekeeper uncle to treat her..."

Madam Qian excitedly described the various means she had prepared for Zhuang Jingyi.

Jiang Miao, who had just gotten better, trembled again.

This time, it was more disgust than fear.

Compared with Madam Qian's viciousness and perversion, the perverts I met before were much cuter.

This crazy woman is too meowing!

Jiang Miao really wanted to say, arrest the crazy woman and let her experience it for herself.

But after thinking about it for a while, Jiang Miao gave up in disgust.

Not everyone is capable of torturing their own kind indifferently like a crazy woman.

At least not for Jiang Miao, even if it is no longer human.

After talking for a while, Madam Qian gently tucked Yang Wangji's quilt, lowered the hanging curtain, and hid everything on the bed behind the heavy curtain.

She smoothed out the wrinkles in her dress and paced gracefully around the chair.

Whenever the sound of high heels is silenced beside a certain chair, the figure nailed to the chair like a puppet will suddenly come to life.

Trembling and frightened, they opened their empty mouths, silently begging for mercy.

It is painful to be nailed to a chair, but if you are chosen to be taken away by the devil in front of you, the pain will be ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times more severe.

They don't even have the chance to die, they can only endure everything soberly.

"I remember that you have a good relationship with that bitch Zhuang Jingyi. It's just you, try the gift I carefully prepared for her for your good sister."

Madam Qian stood still in front of a woman with disheveled hair, and said in the tone of letting someone taste the freshly baked snacks.

The woman opened her mouth wide, and bloody tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, like four red lines drawn with a water pen.

Split her face lengthwise into five pieces.

Madam Qian seemed to be very interested in the appearance of women.

She stretched out her fingers, and her long nails touched the corners of the woman's eyes, piercing the skin and piercing into the flesh.

Then, Madam Qian's finger moved down along the blood line.

The woman's face was also cracked with a wound that was bruised and bruised.

Zuo Tianlang has seen a lot of life and death and blood, but it doesn't mean he likes it, and unilateral sadism is even more insensitive.

He held down the mouth of the bag with one hand to prevent a certain cub who couldn't help being curious and came out to look around blindly, feeling bad when he saw the scene with hot eyes.

Zuo Tianlang moved towards the door, calculated the location, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest.

Jiang Miao held the key to the private vault, and his two small ears trembled from time to time.

Realizing that the big bastard Zuo hadn't made the next move, he wanted to get out restlessly.

Ok?

Jiang Miao blinked his eyes, and pushed his head upwards, and it really hit Zuo Tianlang's hand pressing the mouth of the bag.

What is the left bastard doing?

Why don't you let Grandpa go out? ?

Reluctantly, Jiang Miao pushed again, but still couldn't push it away, so he simply adjusted his posture, put his two hind legs on Zuo Tianlang's hard abdominal muscles, and stretched his front paws to try to pull.

What are you doing?

Grandpa is going out!

Zuo Tianlang, who unilaterally communicated with the little guy, hooked his lips.

The restraint on the pocket was relaxed, and before Jiang Miao could poke out his little head happily, he inserted his big hand into the pocket first.

Catch the cub is a rub.

Jiang Miao, who resisted to no avail, had no choice but to lay flat on Ren Lu.

Masturbation, masturbation, comfortable, forget about what you want to do, and enjoy it with peace of mind.

It's a cat, like to be masturbated, don't be so normal?

Jiang Miao, who was thinking this way, had long forgotten the resentment he felt for being masturbated when he was just dressed as a young cat.

In Yang Wangji's room, on one side is the cruel torture of human-skinned devils, and on the other side is the warm daily life of stroking cats.

It's like an unrolled picture scroll, half of which is a hell on earth full of corpses, and half of which is a peaceful and serene paradise.

Madam Qian finished the impromptu game, took the handkerchief handed over by the bodyguard, and wiped off the blood on her hands.

Especially the nails painted with Danko, they were cleaned very carefully.

The gloom and ruthlessness on Madam Qian's face faded away, and she put on a just right smile.

The whole person looks elegant and noble, and there will be no sense of disobedience when walking into any high-end social place.

The two strong men who were dragging the sack pulled out the wedges on the woman's hands and feet one by one, shook the sack open, and stuffed the struggling woman inside.

Ready, the man with the whip walked to the door first, and knocked lightly twice.

When the door lock made the sound of unlocking, he immediately retreated behind Madam Qian.

The five people left in the order they entered the room. The only difference was the contents of the sack.

Madam Qian slightly nodded at the two bodyguards, and turned to the way she came from.

After taking two steps, Madam Qian suddenly turned around, "Who?!"

The voice was weird and harsh, as if it was not spoken, but squeezed out from a corner of the body.

Before the word "who" could be pronounced, a red thing sprang out from Madam Qian's mouth that was so wide that it exceeded the limit of human beings, and shot towards the open door at an unbelievable speed.

Madam Qian's attack came so suddenly that the third young man who went out had no time to react, and his abdomen was already pierced by something wrapped in mucus that looked like a large intestine.

He screamed, his eyes popped out, and his body inflated rapidly like an inflated balloon.

When the man's body was about to explode, the weird sausage-shaped organ retracted into Madam Qian's mouth at a faster speed than when it was ejaculated.

The moment the organ was separated from the man's body, a layer of red flesh covered the blood hole and slowly swelled into a translucent blood bubble the size of a fist.

As the attacking thing left, the man's unsupported body collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Taking back the parasite, Madam Qian stuck out her tongue and licked off the mucus on her lips.

She squinted her eyes and stared in the direction of the door for a while, but found nothing unusual.

His eyes turned to the left and right corridors.

The skinny bodyguard and his partner faced each other, stepped back towards both sides of the door, and stopped one meter away from the door.

In this way, they can not only stare at the door of the house, but also take in the corridor behind each other.

While raising his vigilance, the skinny bodyguard asked Mrs. Qian.

"Ma'am, what have you found?"

Madam Qian observed for a while, shook her head, and said, "Just now I felt something approaching from behind, maybe I'm too sensitive."

That being said, her performance was completely different, she exuded the dangerous aura of a predator in the hunt.

Under the cover of their clothes, the two bodyguards took out portable energy detectors from their pockets.

(To be continued)

The author has something to say:

Jiang Miaomiao reluctantly climbed onto the special stage and squatted properly.

The two hairy claws clamped the billboard with difficulty and raised it above the head.

I saw a billboard saying:

"Grandpa knocked on rua~ stamp a favorite, 24 hours standby yo~~"

The big cat squatting in the corner made a fist: Yes!

He didn't notice that Zuo's father behind him was watching her as a demon with great interest.