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Volume 3: Stand up straight and be a good person Chapter 252: Just think I farted!

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    Chapter 252: Just think I farted!

    Just now, there were people in the audience saying that Ye Qiu's method of killing was too simple, not bloody enough, not perverted enough, not thrilling enough, and unable to make people feel the thrill of blood boiling.  But now, no one will say such things as Ye Qiu is kind and kind anymore.

    The audience was completely silent, and some timid women even held their breath.

    No one could have imagined that a man with a delicate face and a thin figure who always had a smile on his face would be so cruel when angry.

    This is no longer a simple competition, but a killing.

    Song Yushu looked at Ye Qiu on the stage thoughtfully, as if he had a deeper understanding of him from this moment on.  He is a man who doesn't play by common sense. Take my last experience in Suzhou and Hangzhou as an example. They drank together in the afternoon and took advantage of others when they were drunk. However, when they went out at night, they  Suddenly he raped himself like a demon.

    And he knew all the little tricks that he thought no one would notice before, but there was no trace of them on his face at the beginning.

    Thinking of my desire to take revenge on him, I felt a little bitter in my heart.  No one knows what the final result of this road will be.

    Was he raped again?  According to the law of interests, this is the best result for myself.  After all, this wasn't the first time she had sex with him.  What is the essential difference between a woman having sex with a man twice and having sex twenty times?

    Did he break his neck?  Song Yushu didn't believe that this man would have any sympathy for her, nor did he think that his sister was so charming that she could open a small corner in his heart.

    He is usually indifferent to or even ignores his sisters, and it is impossible for him to easily spare himself.  He doesn't even know what kind of woman can make him care.

    Shen Mo Nong?

    Song Yushu looked at the elegant and indifferent woman beside him, feeling slightly jealous.

    Song Fables is full of fanaticism, like crazy worship of celebrities and idols.

    Unlike other women, fear rarely manifests itself in her.  When the Korean man shouted for help and Ye Qiu said 'why' with a cold face, she felt herself getting wet.

    Yes, my eyes are wet.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? So stylish.  I can't even describe my mood at this time.

    Shen Mo Nong should be the quietest person in the audience, or the quietest woman.  Her feet as pink as lotus roots stepped on the plush floor. This image did not damage her temperament, but instead made the goddess who had always been aloof come to life.

    Shen Mo Nong in ordinary times is like the New Year paintings that rural people buy and paste on the wall during the Spring Festival. Although the beauty of the woman in the painting is not like a human thing, she always feels intangible and intangible, and feels different from her own life.  Very far away.

    But when this woman stood there with bare feet and a high-heeled shoe in her hand that she didn't have time to throw out, she suddenly closed the distance very, very close.  I can smell her scent and touch her long, silky hair.

    During this period of time spent with Ye Qiu day and night, Shen Monong learned a lot of Ye Qiu's secrets.  But I never asked him any questions, and the two naturally formed a tacit understanding.

    But she knew that Ye Qiu at this time was Ye Qiu.

    To use a not-so-nice word to describe it, he is simply a big-tailed wolf in sheep's clothing.

    ¡°Whether it was cutting off half of someone¡¯s finger, or lifting someone up the window by the neck, and he was on the 23rd floor at the time, he did this kind of thing in an extremely professional manner.

    ?Obviously, this isn't the first time.

    At this moment, Lian Fengrui¡¯s face could no longer be described as gloomy or angry, even if he wanted to maintain his elegant image in front of others.  But the anger in his heart still made his face slightly distorted, and anyone sitting close to him could see his brows beating violently.

    "Fengrui, do you want me to go up and say something?" Yu Lan reminded cautiously.  Although my club has the support of the Lian family, if so many 'international friends' die here, I cannot bear such responsibility.

    Even Fengrui felt a little regretful. If he had known the result would be like this, he would have dragged him to the underground boxing ring.  If you cause trouble on your own territory, you will have to wipe your own ass.

    After thinking about it, he nodded to Lan.  At this time, he really had no interest in talking.

    Yu Lan was afraid that if she delayed for too long, Jin Yuzhong would really be trampled to death by Ye Qiu.  He quickly stood up from his position and walked to the bottom of the ring in the center of the field. He stretched the muscles on his face forcefully, tried hard to laugh out loud, and said to Ye QiuHe said: "Mr. Ye, please be merciful. Let's compete and fight until the point is reached. If someone's life is lost, it will be bad for everyone."

    Ye Qiu's gaze passed over Yu Lan's face, and with just one glance, the dignity and confidence that Yu Lan had worked hard to build over many years were wiped away.

    Yu Lan couldn't figure out what that look meant, but she felt like she was standing naked in front of him under his eyes.  And he was still shaking his head and sighing, saying that his breasts were not plump enough, that his hips were not curvy enough, that his waist was not slender enough, that his thighs were not plump and slender enough¡ª¡ª

    Indifference.  More disdain.  I am useless in front of him.

    Everyone who met her said that Yu Lan was a beauty, and Yu Lan also felt that she was a beauty when she looked in the mirror.  But under the gaze of this man, she felt that she was hopelessly ugly.

    Originally, I wanted to say a few words of persuasion, but my heart was suddenly filled with such thoughts, making the usually sharp-tongued program host not know what to say.

    But Ye Qiu just glanced at her and then looked away.  As if he had never seen this woman before, he concentrated on torturing the Korean man who dared to use conspiracy and tricks.

    Yu Lan stood on the ground with an embarrassed look on her face, not knowing whether she wanted to stay here at a distance or quickly cover her face and retreat.

    Jin Yuzhong was trapped in a cocoon. The slender silver thread that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye was wrapped around his neck in circles. It was as sharp as a knife. As long as he struggled a little fiercely, the silver thread would penetrate deeply again.  Get in some.  There are fine blood threads sliding along the silver thread, dyeing the silver-white thread red.

    But his pristine face, which had never had any plastic surgery, was stamped hard by Ye Qiu's big feet, making him unable to move at all.  Even the shouting was very quiet.

    "Let me go¡ª¡ªspare my life¡ª¡ªplease¡ª¡ª"

    "What did you say?" Ye Qiu deliberately pretended not to hear and said with a smile.

    "I was wrong¡ª¡ªplease spare my life¡ª¡ª"

    "Oh. I still can't hear it." Ye Qiu said with a smile.  "The Chinese language you use when you say these words is too non-standard. How about you say something else? If it satisfies me, I might spare your life."

    other?

    Jin Yuzhong's head was pressed against the wooden stake, his eyes were blurred by blood, or other parts were bleeding, but this was no longer what Jin Yuzhong was concerned about.  He thought hard, what exactly did he want to say?

    Oh, I see.  He had previously said that he would shout three times that Lian Fengrui was a dog, and then he would give himself 10 million.  Is this what he probably wants to hear?

    Although he knew that Lian Fengrui was the master who invited him here, and he seemed to be very powerful.  But¡ª¡ªBut compared to him, the man in front of him was really much more dangerous.

    ¡°If he doesn¡¯t do what this man says, he will be trampled to death by him.  If you do as he says, you might still be able to find a way out.  As long as this man took his feet off his face, he decided not to give up the money, hid in the Korean Embassy, ??and left this perverted country.

    "Can't you speak a single standard Chinese dialect?" Ye Qiu exerted a little force on his feet, and Jin Yuzhong howled like a killing pig, and the blood on the wooden stake began to flow more rapidly.

    Ye Qiu knew that with his first kick, he could completely crush the eyes, nose and other sensitive parts of his face. It would be abnormal not to bleed.  If he still has a chance to return to South Korea, the first thing he should do is to find a plastic surgeon.

    ¡°¡ª¡ªI can¡ª¡ª¡± Jin Yuzhong shouted.

    "Very good. I'm listening." Ye Qiu then slightly regained his strength on his feet.

    "Lian Fengrui is a dog."

    "Lian Fengrui is a dog."

    "Louder. I can't hear you." Ye Qiu stepped on Jin Yuzhong's face with his foot and said with a smile.

    "Lian Fengrui is a dog¡ª¡ª" Jin Yuzhong roared loudly.

    The whole place was silent except for Jin Yuzhong¡¯s hoarse and sad cry.

    "Lian Fengrui is a dog¡ª¡ª"

    "Lian Fengrui is a dog¡ª¡ª"

    "Lian Fengrui is a dog¡ª¡ª"

    Most people present knew that Jin Yuzhong was invited back by Lian Fengrui to deal with Ye Qiu.  But the person who was originally favored by him loudly cursed himself as a dog on the stage.  I¡¯m afraid this is unacceptable to anyone, right?

    Angry.  humiliation.  Hatred.  There is also the uncontrollable killing intent.

    "It's too much to bully others. Brother, let's not have any scruples. Do itBar.  You must find a way to do him.  "Guo Chengzhao folded his palms together and squeezed the ground with a loud bang.

    "Haha, you really bullied people too much. This guy is really arrogant to the extreme. It's natural for people to be cheap, but I really don't have the patience to wait until this day." Han Youling was actually very happy to see this scene.  The more Ye Qiu insulted Lian Fengrui, the happier he became.

    Originally, Han Youling was the one who hated Ye Qiu the most, but now even Fengrui probably hates him as much as he does.  Hatred is a good thing, it can make people concentrate on doing something wholeheartedly.

    When everyone gives their best, the probability of success is extremely high.

    Lian Fengrui has always been the decision-maker among the three. Seeing that Han Youling and Guo Chengzhao were both unable to control themselves, he suppressed the hatred in his heart and said with a fake smile: "No rush. No rush. We still have the last step.  Here¡¯s the killing move.¡±

    Only then did Guo Chengzhao think of the madman, stood up and said, "The madman is still behind. I'll go take a look and ask him to come on stage quickly. Although Ye Qiu injured three of our masters, Jin Yuzhong still injured him. He also lost a lot of blood.  Blood, the lunatic still has a pretty good chance of winning."

    Jin Yuzhong shouted until his throat was sore and hoarse, thinking, this should satisfy him, right?  He originally only asked him to shout three times, but he has already shouted more than twenty times to please him.  So he said cautiously: "Excuse me, are you satisfied?"

    "Satisfied. Very satisfied." Ye Qiu nodded with a smile. He was quite sensible and exceeded the scheduled workload.

    "Then, can you let me go?"

    "No." Ye Qiu smiled and shook his head.

    Jin Yuzhong's eyes widened with anger and he shouted sternly: "You promised me ¡ª¡ª you said that as long as you are satisfied, you will let me go. What you promised me ¡ª¡ª you Chinese people are not the ones who make the most promises  , are you going to break your promise?"

    "Promise?" Ye Qiu asked with confusion.  "Oh, then just think I farted."

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    Another crisp sound came, and Ye Qiu used his foot force to press Jin Yuzhong's head on the wooden stake and break his neck.

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