The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Everyone burst into laughter and screamed in unison. "When the big brother finishes playing, it must be our turn!"

The girl struggled desperately, trying to escape from the big man's giant palm, and screaming with tears and tears. "You are a group of beasts! Animals! You dare touch me, my master and you will never let go of you! You will kill me!"

Masked and shouted on her chest and smiled awkwardly. "Killing you, such a Peugeot girl, how can I be willing to kill you!"

The voice just fell, the strength of his hand was big, only to hear the tearing sound, the girl's clothes were instantly torn and shattered, revealing white skin and red apron.

"It's really the best!" The big men sneaked a slobber, and their eyes were full of thick desires~ fire. "Big brother, what are you waiting for? Let's do this on the spot. It's thick and foggy here, but it's not natural." Barrier!"

The masked big man is also a pair of eyes, facing the brother behind him: "Lean monkey, give me the foot of this girl, don't let her move."

Saying, a girl who is crushed on the ground, will do the things of the beast.

The girl’s sharp and desperate shouts kept echoing in the thick fog. It’s not that no one heard it. But what can be heard? Everyone is hard to protect in the thick fog, and who can save her.

Seeing that the masked man has stripped off the girl's clothes, even the skinny monkey who pressed the girl swallowed, showing an eager look.

Who knows suddenly, the skinny monkey feels a cold in his neck, as if there is a pain.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch his head and neck. Who knows the next moment, his line of sight suddenly changed, moving from top to bottom.

The skinny monkey was horrified and staring. He looked at his body and had no head on his body. Only the blood was pouring, and the blood even splashed on the boss and splashed on the girl.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The masked sweat that was originally immersed in the **** also woke up, leaping up and slamming his own axe. "Who is sneaking and sneaking, not letting Laozi roll out!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw the fog that stretched out of my fingers and slowly flashed a blurred figure.

It was a teenager who looked like a 16-year-old boy. His skin was like snow, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his crimson lips were slightly squatting, like a piece of red plum falling into the snow in winter.

As he walked slowly, the fog passed over her face, wet the black silky hair, softly attached to the long white neck, and the gorgeous arc extended a little to the delicate collarbone. Think.

The masked big man swallowed his throat and knew that this was a man. But he couldn’t help but feel that his throat was tight and his breathing was short. The reaction that had already disappeared under his body was even more urgent.

Oh shit! This is obviously a teenager, how long is it even more than the mother of Qingxiamen!

"Bad boy, so bold to come out to save the United States, is it necessary to replace the girl, happy with the brothers?"

The teenager did not ask for a smile, and the corner of his mouth evoked a gorgeous arc, and suddenly his right hand waved.

A purple shadow was like a lightning bolt toward the talking person. Before he could react, the purple shadow suddenly wrapped around his neck and dragged him like a dead fish.